The smell of ink, eraser dust, and sweat filled the air. There on a small table that was meant for four, sat four 15 year old teens. All of them on the verge of death and despair but they knew if they didn’t finish now they would soon regret it.
Yes, these teens are obviously comic artist. Today is there deadline and they must finish it before 6:00 pm. Or else, they’ll die.
“Come on guys hurry up!” Said a blonde haired man, he seemed to be beaming with happiness. “If you don’t hurry and finish before your deadline I’ll keep your paychecks.” The four students looked up from there drawings and glared at the man. They quickly looked down and continued to draw. Each had a different job to accomplish and each had 5 pages left.
A small teen, though much older, walked up from behind the blonde and walked near the table. They pulled out a nearby chair and sat down.
“If you’re done with your drawing then hand them over to me.” They said. “I’ll help with the tones.”
A girl with long light ginger hair was the first to hand over her finished pages.“ I can help with the toning if you’d like”, she said in a quiet voice.
“Thanks Disu, I really appreciate it.” The black haired teen said. One of the others quickly lifted up their head and stood up. He was a short boy with light brown hair. He walked over to the door. He opened it and turned to the others.
“You know I use to be a gangster so I don’t have to do this.” He said. This annoyance is Asahina, the main guy who draws the actual people.
The blonde let out a small sigh and pointed to a boy who also had the same hair color but he wore a cool hat.
“Chisato, go get Asahina again.” The blonde said.
The so called Chisato sighed, got up, and headed after the so called Asahina.
“At least I can always rely on Bunko to still be working.” The blonde man said, turning to the so called Bunko.
“Sorry Satou, I feel like throwing up.” Bunko said, slowly getting up and running off to the garbage bin. Satou, and the others made a look of disgust as they heard her puke.
“Eh well at least you guys are still working.” Satou said. Disu and the teen just ignored Satou and continued to work.
“Eh, don’t ignore me, Rintaro....Disu….you should thank me for the praise you just received.” Satou said, pretending to wipe tears away.
As soon as he said that, Chisato came in, holding Asahina by the collar so he wouldn’t run away.
“ I have returned”, Chisato said.
“Just so you know…..I came here willingly.” Asahina said softly.
“Yeah yeah whatever, now both of you get to work.” Satou said.
They both went back to where they left off on their pages, but it wasn’t because Satou told them, but because they felt like it. At the same time, Bunko left the garbage bin and walked back to the table to work.
“Sorry for that unpleasant moment.” Bunko said.
“It’s alright Bunko, as long as you’re alright then it’s all fine.” Rintaro said.
“Sorry but I am also not feeling well.” She said.
“Ah! Do you need medicine.?!” Rintaro said, acting worried.
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Zombie-san
General Fictiona story of 4 talented kids who are forced to make a comic about zombies.