#wujin all of us are dead

[airbendertendou]

you are in love! ♥︎

synopsis : various best friend!characters realizing they like you a lil more than they should [including rk900 nines, wujin, gyeong-su, arisu and chishiya.]

no pronouns used ; gender neutral but reader is wearing lip balm / gloss / stain lmao ; [name] used in place of y/n

song inspo ; you are in love by taylor swift

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NINES ♥︎

the department is slow today. the usual hustle and bustle had calmed down immensely, sounds of typing and idle chatter taking over. your mug is sat to the left, empty as you squint at the computer screen in front of you. nines had been assigned the desk in front of yours — a blessing for quick cases, but a curse when he decided to ignore his tasks and simply stare at you.

as he was doing right now. blue eyes watch you as his led light slowly swirls yellow, head tilting as you blantantly ignore him. “want a refill?”

you hum, glancing at your stained mug before finding his gaze. you smile his way, “sure, if you don’t mind. i’m almost done here, though.”

without another word, nines makes his way to the breakroom to refill your mug with a steaming beverage. he hums at the steam, wondering if it was too hot for you to drink. he brings the cup to his mouth without thinking, the scalding liquid hitting his lips.

as he pulls it away — he’ll let it cool off a little longer, he decides — his lips feel sticky. a tingling sensation takes over, cooling and poking his lips at once. they taste sweet — minty — and it makes nines think.

is that how you tasted?

it had to be the lip gloss he’d always seen you applying. nines takes the mug back to you, loitering beside your desk as you look up at him. you grin again, ”thanks for the drink! you really didn’t ha—”

his lips are pressed against yours within the next second. pressing closer — harder — nines lets out a sigh as he finally releases you from his hold. he licks his lips, smacking them a bit as your gloss sticks to them.

“tingles.” is all he says before sitting across from you and continuing to stare. you blink, startled at his sudden and intense movements.

this changes things, you think. you’re unable to get back to work ; unable to meet nines’ eyes now that you’ve felt his skin against your own. you take a sip of your drink — this changes a lot of things.

WUJIN ♥︎

daesu had invited to you meet up with the group ; a new store had opened and everyone needed a break from their studies. namra met up with you so you could both walk to meet your friends, arms linked together as you talked about how difficult your last test was and how drained you were.

onjo squealed when she caught sight of you both, her and isak running to collide with you. you dispersed in a pile of giggles only to be pulled into a hug by daesu, who loudly and joyfully greeted you.

gyeongsu nudges you with a laugh as you pass through an art supply store, teasing you about the abundance of pens you always brings to class. this argument always happened but you always replied with the same thing — “need a different color for each subject!”

this, of course, applied to highlighters as well.

“hey,” a shy shoulder budges against yours. the clothing store you’re looking at now isn’t that interesting to you and the distraction is welcomed. wujin’s half-smile greets you, “glad you could make it.”

you let out a sigh, “needed a break from school so badly. how was your test? did you do okay?”

wujin shrugged. his mind was on other things ; eyes sticking to the new lip tint you’d put on. it was a darker color than usual, a cranberry and wine color that he couldn’t look away from. clearing his throat, wujin says, “that’s new. your— lip color.”

you perk up immediately, animatedly talking about the sale you stumbled upon and the new scents of hand lotion you grabbed. and that was interesting — wujin hung off of your every word — but he couldn’t look away from your lips.

your lips and their wine stained smile that he imagines pressing against his neck. would the color stick to his skin? would it mark him as yours ; and you as his?

GYEONGSU ♥︎

letting out another whine, gyeongsu flops back onto his carpeted floor. studying was hard ; it was tiring and boring and mentally exhausting. sighing, he goes to sit up and get back to it when the doorbell rings.

lo and behold, his savior. you’re standing in the doorway with a grin and your school bag, takeout bags looped around your wrists. you’re talking to gyeongsu’s mom ; giggling at her words and nodding along to what she says.

you look so comfortable at his house, so natural there that it almost hurts. his mom is in her nursing uniform, scrubs making their weird noise as she moves around. wordlessly, you hand her one of the takeout bags before setting the other one on the living room table. you’d been friends since you were young — had visited his house numerous times before — but, time and time again, gyeongsu thought about how well you fit in with them.

how well you could fit with him.

“hi, ‘su!” you grin his way and his heart aches. the boy melts where he stands, smile ghosting on his face immediately at the sight of you. he walks your way, both arms looping around one of yours with a sigh as he pulls you to sit on the floor beside him. “all good?’

he whines again, “brain hurts.”

“yeah i thought you might have some trouble,” you speak as you pull out your food. sighing, you smile his way timidly, pushing the food his way. “so, i retook the notes in a way i thought you’d understand.”

gyeogsu stares as you begin to dig in. his eyes are heart-shaped — they have to be. he softens entirely as he watches you.

ARISU ♥︎

the walk back from a game was always serene in the most devastating way. the beach wasn’t as safe as he’d originally thought — wasn’t as friendly and kind as the name suggested. but, arisu needed company and needed to understand what was happening and why he was sucked into the borderlands.

one good thing about the beach was you. you’d been ‘teamed up’ with usagi since you popped into the games, your wit and her athleticism saving you both more often than it let you down. one smile at arisu and— oh, he was a goner.

you’d met at the tag game and he’d stuck to you since. you always tried your best to be paired up with him, knowing what the loss of a friend could feel like ; what dark roads it could lead your mind to.

and he appreciated it so much — appreciated the way you took care of him and looked after him in the gentlest and most subtle of ways. with a sigh, arisu gave the two of hearts card to hatter, no closer to the end of the game than they’d been beforehand.

dried blood itched on his face ; stained his hands and coated his skin in a lingering scent he could never get rid of. a hand was latched onto his own, pulling and tugging him gently to a bathroom.

“come back to me,” a voice whispered. arisu always disappeared into his head after a game, screams and surrendering laughter haunting his mind. “come on, ‘su. come back.”

with a foggy blink, you came into view. you held a warm rag to his face, washing the blood off of his skin tenderly with a smile that made him melt. arisu slouched, relaxing forward into your open arms. “[name].”

“hi, ‘su.” you brushed your fingers through his greasy hair. “welcome back. i’m glad you’re alive.”

arisu snuggled further into you, arms winding around your waist as he thought. it was so easy to get lost in you ; too easy to think of you both getting out of the borderlands and settling down together and staying together.

he wish you knew, but he couldn’t be the one to tell you. not yet ; not with blood still dried on his hands.

CHISHIYA ♥︎

slight season two spoilers!

you’d been separated. you’d clung to chishiya since you arrived at the beach and now you were apart. worry and panic induced pacing caught kuina’s sight as you mindlessly picked at your skin. 

she slung a backpack around her shoulders, looking at arisu and usagi as she spoke. “i’m off to find chishiya and ann.” she turns to you again, noticing the way you perked up at his name. “want to join me, [name]?” 

you didn’t have to think before you were grabbing your own supplies and leaving with a hug to arisu and usagi. a promise to come back — to see them alive — and you were on your way. 

then you were alone. 

kuina had let go of you while you ran from the king of spades [again], and you’d found yourself lost. a blimp for the jack of hearts had just exploded a few feet in front of you. 

lost in thought, you watched it tirelessly. and then a familiar voice. “[name]?”

you blink, coming back to reality as he walks up to you. 

“chishiya,” you sigh out before running to meet him. without thinking, you throw your arms around his neck and pull him close. you let out a breath, closing your eyes and savoring his warmth. he was safe — alive. you go to pull away, “sorry. i got a little excited.” 

chishiya grabs your right wrist, pulling it back around his neck as your left one is guided to wrap around his waist. he sinks into you, letting out his own sigh of relief as he relaxes. 

“s’okay. need this — need you.” it’s out of character for the blond to be so loving ; so touch-starved as he clings onto you and makes your hold tighter. it wasn’t nice being alone in the games, not even to someone like chishiya. a feather-light touch hits the tip of your cheekbone. “you tell anyone about this, and i’ll kill you.” 

the threat makes you laugh into his shoulder — even though you know he isn’t joking.

——♥︎—— there will b an anime version of this up soon!

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[still-love-the-moon]

I already knew the sorrow of being a survivor, but I didn't know just how heavy that sorrow would be.

[soleurs]

▎  HUG,  ft. gyeongsu, wujin, cheongsan, suhyeok

mediums, gn! reader & how they cuddle: aouad edition. genre, fluff / comfort. setting, post-apocalyptic / canon divergence. warning, allusion to near death, apocalypse.

𝐢. han gyeongsu

the activity lasts for at least ten minutes before his playful nature barges in to make itself known

cuddle session? more like the floor is lava challenge

as in he tests how long you can endure his tricks before you roll onto the floor and get 'eaten' by the imaginary lava

but if you're in the sweetheart cradle, he tones himself down and turns into a human-sized pillow that's reserved for you only

to figure out who will be cradled, you just need to answer one question: who needs to be nurtured?

and that's how gyeongsu frequently ends up with his head resting on your chest, right where he can hear your heart beating steadily in tandem with his

that’s a simple yet most effective reminder of his humanity

𝐢𝐢. jang wujin

rarely resorts to cuddling to show his affection, but that doesn't mean he hates it

boy is so whipped for you that if you ask, he'd drop everything and not let go of you unless it's for bathroom breaks

unless hari's around—that's the only time he shyly approaches you with his eyes trained on you so he can't see the look his sister is giving him

he most probably is a 'bear nuzzle' person a.k.a someone who places themselves behind you then wraps their arms around like a pretty ribbon

every time he does it, he can't help but feel you look like a gift that anyone would be happy to receive

which is why he never takes you for granted. rather, he frequently lets you know that you’re the biggest blessing of his life

because of you, he knows how it feels to be someone's first choice

𝐢𝐢𝐢. lee cheongsan

look, cuddling is reserved for sleeping time only

as ashamed as he is to admit it, physical touch is something he's still trying to grow used to again

that's why he's so grateful to have you, his understanding partner who helps him get back up when he stumbles

i feel like he loves the lounge chair: slotted between your legs, his back resting upon your chest, and hands cradling yours

it's not the most comfortable position to fall asleep in, yet you never complain about it

little does he know it's because he's done so much for the people he loves, even going as far as to hang his life on the edge

it's about time that the favor is returned to him

𝐢𝐯. lee suhyeok

ninety percent of the time, he's initiating the cuddles

feeling tired? cuddle. reached a personal achievement? cuddle. got a project that must be completed by next week? okay.. but cuddle after!

one look at this babie is all i need to be sure of two things: he loves spooning, especially when he's the little spoon

it's the best when winter comes around and the heater is barely doing its job

yeah he's already wrapped in the thickest blanket, but he needs you holding him too so he can get through the chilly season

or perhaps he loves it so much because your embrace always takes him away from the horrific memories that still haunt him

so please, let him stay in this safe space a little longer

© SOLEURS — 2022.

[glitterfairy-21225]

Ideas for AoUAD season two, some good, some bad, some absolutely terrifying. Not to say that I want everything on this to happen, obviously, some of these keep up at night shaking in fear (Ha-ri, get behind me). But all things I can see the show maybe doing.

Will reblog once the season comes out. 

[allofusaredead-incorrectquotes]

Woo-jin: You can’t tell me what to do, you’re not Ha-ri!

Woo-jin:

Woo-jin: And Ha-ri’s not my mom!

[whatsk-poppinhomies]

Lee Cheong-San (이청산)

~coming soon~

Lee Su-Hyeok (이수혁)

And So You Thought… {Angst -> Fluff}

Because The Rain Makes Rainbows {Fluff}

Han Gyeong-Su (한경수)

~coming soon~

Yang Dae-Su (양대수)

~coming soon~

Oh Joon-Yeong (오준영)

~coming soon~

Jang Wu-Jin (장우진)

~coming soon~

Yoon Gwi-Nam (윤귀남)

~coming soon~

[louvfee]

━━━━ IN WHICH lee su-hyeok's non-twin twin discovers that 'train to busan' is more than a movie, it's a guide to survival.

[anas-mindblogglingwriting]

Hopelessly Lost

☁︎Submarry :ʸᵒᵘ ˡⁱᵏᵉ ʰⁱᵐ ᵇᵘᵗ ʸᵒᵘ ʳᵉᵃˡⁱᶻᵉˢ ʰᵉ ˡⁱᵏᵉˢ ˢᵒᵐᵉᵇᵒᵈʸ ᵉˡˢᵉ ᵒʳ ᵈᵒᵉˢ ʰᵉ?

☁︎genre: angst

☁︎warning: FULL ON ANSGHT WITHOUT FLUFF JUST ANGST BECAUSE WHY NOT.

꧁ TᕼIS STORY IS HEAVILY ᗷY 𝗛𝗲𝗮𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿 - 𝗖𝗼𝗻𝗮𝗻 𝗚𝗿𝗮𝘆 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗟𝗶𝗻𝗲 𝘄/𝗵 𝗮 𝗵𝗼𝗼𝗸 𝗯𝘆 𝗥𝗶𝗰𝗸𝘆 𝗠𝗼𝗻𝘁𝗴𝗼𝗺𝗲𝗿𝘆 (𝗿𝗲𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗲𝗻𝗱 listening 𝘁𝗼 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝘄𝗵𝗶𝗹𝗲 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀)

➪𝚜𝚞 𝚑𝚢𝚎𝚘𝚔 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚍 ,𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚌𝚑 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚐𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚝 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚖𝚎𝚊𝚗𝚜 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚊𝚕𝚜𝚘 𝚖𝚎𝚊𝚗𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚑𝚊𝚜 𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎 𝚝𝚘𝚐��𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛. 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚍𝚒𝚍𝚗𝚝 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚒𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚝𝚒𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚎𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚞𝚙 𝚜𝚝𝚞𝚍𝚢 𝚍𝚊𝚢𝚜. 𝙸𝚝 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚋𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚗𝚘𝚠. 𝙰𝚝 𝚏𝚒𝚛𝚜𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚍𝚒𝚍𝚗𝚝 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚋𝚎𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚒𝚝 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚋𝚎 𝚊 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚒𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜𝚗𝚝.

𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐧𝐞𝐱𝐭 𝐝𝐚𝐲

"𝚜𝚞𝚑𝚢𝚎𝚘𝚔-𝚊𝚑" 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝒉𝒊𝒎

"𝚘𝚑 𝚑𝚒"

𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚕𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚢 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚊 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚛.

'𝚆𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚞𝚙 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚢?' 𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚛𝚞𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚌𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚠𝚊𝚢𝚜.

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"𝚈/𝚗"

"𝚈/𝚗"

"𝚈/𝙽 𝚆𝙰𝙸𝚃"

𝚕𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚒𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚍𝚒𝚍𝚗𝚝 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗 𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚒𝚌𝚎 𝚠𝚞 𝚓𝚒𝚗 𝚋𝚎𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞

☁︎𝚏𝚒𝚛𝚜𝚝 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚘𝚗 𝚙𝚘𝚟

"𝙾𝚑 𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚘 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚒 𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚙 𝚢𝚘𝚞?"

𝚆𝚎𝚕𝚕 𝚒 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚑𝚘𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚝𝚞𝚝𝚘𝚛 𝚖𝚎 𝚊𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚌𝚑𝚘𝚘𝚕?"

"𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚎 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚜𝚞𝚋𝚓𝚎𝚌𝚝?"

"𝙴𝚗𝚐𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚑 , 𝚖𝚢 𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚑 𝚑𝚊𝚜 𝚐𝚘𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚗 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚜𝚎 𝚜𝚘 𝚒 𝚗𝚎𝚎𝚍𝚎𝚍 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚙 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚜 𝚠𝚑𝚢 𝚒 𝚌𝚊𝚖𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚊𝚜𝚔 𝚢𝚘𝚞."

"𝙾𝚑 𝚘𝚔 𝚒 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚙 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝, 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎?"

"𝙸 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚊𝚢𝚋𝚎 , 𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚊𝚏𝚎 𝚍𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚎𝚎𝚝? 3-4 𝚙𝚖 𝚒𝚜 𝚐𝚘𝚘𝚍"

"𝚘𝚑 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚏𝚎𝚌𝚝 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚐! 𝙸 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚍𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐"

"𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢? 𝙸 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 do 𝚋𝚎𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚊𝚕𝚠𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚜𝚞 𝚑𝚢𝚎𝚘𝚔"

𝚠𝚑𝚢 𝚍𝚒𝚍 𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚒𝚗..𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚒𝚝𝚜 𝚍𝚛𝚒𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚎 𝚌𝚛𝚊𝚣𝚢

"𝚘𝚑 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 , 𝚑𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚕𝚠𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚋𝚞𝚜𝚢 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚝𝚞𝚏𝚏...𝚒 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚔"

"𝚊𝚑𝚑 𝚘𝚔𝚔 , 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚖𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚠𝚊𝚕𝚔 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚝𝚘 𝚌𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚜?"

"𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚢 𝚗𝚘𝚝"

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su hyeoks pov:

"𝚂𝚞 𝚑𝚢𝚎𝚘𝚔 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚑𝚊𝚜 𝚐𝚘𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚗 𝚝𝚘 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚢?" 𝙶𝚢𝚎𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚜𝚞 𝚜𝚊𝚒𝚍 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚊 𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔

"𝚈𝚘𝚞𝚟𝚎 𝚜𝚎𝚎𝚖 𝚊𝚋𝚒𝚝 𝚘𝚏𝚏 , 𝚒𝚜 𝚒𝚝 𝚋𝚎𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚈/𝚗 𝚋𝚛𝚘𝚔𝚎 𝚞𝚙 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚢𝚘𝚞? 𝙸 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚜𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚢."

"𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝? 𝙸 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚗𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚑𝚎𝚛"

"𝚢𝚎𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎, 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚊𝚕𝚠𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚑𝚎𝚛."

"𝚢𝚎𝚊 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚒 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚋𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚠𝚎 𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎"

"𝚆𝙷𝙰𝚃 𝚆𝙷𝚈"

"𝚒 𝚌𝚞𝚝 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚘𝚏𝚏"

"𝚆𝙷𝙰𝚃?" 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚐𝚒𝚛𝚕𝚜 𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚛𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚞𝚙 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚜𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚜 𝚊𝚕𝚖𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚛𝚒𝚕𝚢

"𝚒 𝚍𝚘𝚗𝚝 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠 , 𝚒 𝚐𝚞𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚒 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚐𝚘𝚝 𝚝𝚒𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚘𝚏 𝒉𝒆𝒓"

"𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛�� 𝚊 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚘𝚗 𝚏𝚘𝚛 saying that" 𝙸𝚜𝚊𝚔 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚍

"𝚊𝚐𝚛𝚎𝚎𝚍 , 𝚑𝚎𝚜 𝚊 𝚜𝚝𝚞𝚙𝚒𝚍 𝚋𝚒𝚐 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚘𝚗 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚍𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝" 𝚘𝚗𝚓𝚘 𝚋𝚞𝚍𝚐𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚗

"𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚐𝚞𝚢𝚜 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚒𝚖 𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝?"

"𝚘𝚏 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚜𝚎 𝚠𝚎 𝚍𝚘"

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"𝙷𝚎𝚢 𝚐𝚞𝚢𝚜" 𝚠𝚞𝚓𝚒𝚗𝚜 𝚟𝚘𝚒𝚌𝚎 𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚢 𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚜 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚊 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚕𝚎

𝙷𝚎 𝚜𝚎𝚎𝚖𝚜 𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚢

"𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔 𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚢 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚍

" 𝚒 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚔 𝚒 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚐𝚘𝚝 𝚊 𝚍𝚊𝚝𝚎"

"𝙱𝚎 𝚏𝚞𝚌𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕" 𝚍𝚊𝚎 𝚜𝚞 𝚜𝚊𝚒𝚍 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚊𝚗 𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚏𝚊𝚌𝚎

"𝙸 𝚊𝚖"

𝚜𝚒𝚕𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚎

"𝚆𝙰𝙸𝚃 𝚁𝙴𝙰𝙻𝙻𝚈?" 𝙳𝙰𝙴 𝚂𝚄 𝚂𝙰𝙸𝙳 𝙷𝙰𝙿𝙿𝙸𝙻𝚈

"𝚆𝚎𝚕𝚕 𝚒𝚝𝚜 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚊 𝚍𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝚒 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚊𝚜𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚞𝚝𝚘𝚛 𝚖𝚎 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚒 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚛"

"𝙾𝙷𝙷 𝚒𝚜 𝚒𝚝 𝒉𝒆𝒓?

"𝚆𝚊𝚒𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚒𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚒𝚝 𝚠𝚑𝚘𝚜 𝒉𝒆𝒓" 𝚒 𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚢𝚏𝚞𝚕𝚕𝚢

"𝚘𝚑 𝚒𝚝𝚜 𝚢/-"

𝚋𝚎𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚍𝚊𝚎 𝚜𝚞 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗 𝚜𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚠𝚞𝚓𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚌𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚘𝚞𝚝𝚑 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚍

"𝚒𝚝𝚜 𝚗𝚘𝚋𝚘𝚍𝚢"

"𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢?" 𝚒 𝚜𝚊𝚢 𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎

"𝚈𝚎𝚜 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢"

"𝚆𝚎𝚕𝚕 𝚘𝚔 𝚝𝚑-"

𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚕 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚞𝚙𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚍

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'𝚒 𝚠𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚕𝚞𝚗𝚌𝚑 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚐𝚞𝚢𝚜 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚠𝚞 𝚓𝚒𝚗 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚖𝚒𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚊𝚢𝚋𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚐𝚒𝚛𝚕𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍' 𝚒 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚖𝚢𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏 𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚢 𝚋𝚎𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎𝚜

𝙸 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚞𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚔 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚐𝚞𝚢𝚜 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚒 𝚜𝚊𝚠 𝚈/𝚗 𝚠𝚊𝚕𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚍𝚜 𝚖𝚎.

𝙨𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙨

"𝚜𝚞𝚑𝚢𝚎𝚘𝚔 𝚍𝚘 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚊 𝚖𝚊𝚢𝚋𝚎 𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚔?"

"𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚎"

"𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚟𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚢?"

"𝚗𝚘 𝚒𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚊𝚢 𝚜𝚖𝚝𝚑𝚐 𝚜𝚊𝚢 𝚒𝚝 𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎" 𝚒 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚋𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚔𝚕𝚢 𝚊𝚝 𝚑𝚎𝚛

"𝚊𝚕𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚒𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚊𝚢 𝚜𝚘" 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚊𝚝 𝚍𝚘𝚠𝚗

"𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚒𝚝 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒 𝚜𝚊𝚒𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚖𝚊𝚍𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚟𝚘𝚒𝚍 𝚖𝚎?"

𝙽𝚘

"....."

"𝚂𝚞𝚑𝚢𝚎𝚘𝚔 𝚠𝚑𝚢 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚒𝚐𝚗𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚎"

"......"

𝚂𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚋𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚏𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚘𝚞𝚝𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚋𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚢 𝚎𝚊𝚝 𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚘𝚘𝚏𝚝𝚘𝚙.

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𝚈/𝚗 𝚙𝚘𝚟:

"𝚑𝚎𝚢"

𝚆𝚞 𝚓𝚒𝚗

"𝚘𝚑 𝚑𝚒"

"𝚒 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚕 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚘𝚙𝚒𝚌𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚒 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚒𝚖𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚟𝚎 in"

𝚒 𝚜𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚎𝚍

"𝚘𝚏 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚜𝚎, 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚒𝚜 𝚒𝚝"

"𝚠𝚎𝚕𝚕 𝚒 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚗𝚎𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚏𝚒𝚡 𝚖𝚢 𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚖𝚖𝚊𝚛, 𝚟𝚊𝚌𝚘𝚋𝚞𝚕𝚊𝚛𝚢 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚊𝚢 𝚠𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐"

"𝚘𝚑 𝚜𝚎𝚎𝚖𝚜 𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚢 𝚎𝚗𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑"

"𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚌𝚑 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚘𝚗?"

"𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 56 , 𝚒 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚍𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚗 𝚊 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚎 𝚗𝚘𝚠 " 𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚊𝚒𝚍 𝚛𝚞𝚋𝚋𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚗𝚎𝚌𝚔

"𝚘𝚑 𝚒𝚝𝚜 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚎 , 𝚕𝚎𝚝𝚜 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚝 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚖𝚖𝚊𝚛 𝚏𝚒𝚛𝚜𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚖𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚘𝚗 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚟𝚘𝚌𝚊𝚋 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚜𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚜 𝚐𝚘𝚘𝚍?"

"𝚢𝚎𝚜,𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚔 𝚢/𝚗 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚎" 𝚑𝚎 𝙨𝙢𝙞𝙡𝙚𝙙

"𝙾𝚏 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚜𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚜 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚜 𝚍𝚘"

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𝚜𝚞 𝚑𝚢𝚎𝚘𝚔𝚜 𝚙𝚘𝚟:

𝙸𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚢/𝚗 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚠𝚞𝚓𝚒𝚗?

𝚗𝚘 𝚒𝚝 𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚋𝚎..𝚒𝚜 𝚒𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖 𝚝𝚑𝚘

𝙸 𝚖𝚎𝚊𝚗 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚋𝚎 𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚠𝚊𝚢𝚜..𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 , 𝚠𝚑𝚢 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚒 𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖 𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚠𝚊𝚢

𝚘𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚜 𝚗𝚊𝚖 𝚛𝚊 , 𝚜𝚑𝚎𝚜 𝚜𝚘 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚢

"𝚌𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚜 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚝" 𝚒 𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚑𝚎𝚛

𝚗𝚘 𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚙𝚘𝚗𝚜𝚎

𝙸 𝚛𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚘𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚍𝚜 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚊𝚙 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍𝚎𝚛

"𝙴𝚊𝚛𝚙𝚑𝚘𝚗𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚋𝚊𝚍 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚢𝚘𝚞"

𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚠𝚑𝚢 𝚍𝚒𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚊𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚎 𝚜𝚘 𝚍𝚞𝚖𝚋

"𝚒 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠" 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚊𝚒𝚍 𝚙𝚞𝚝𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚋𝚞𝚍𝚜 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚒𝚗

𝚠𝚊𝚕𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚢 𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚎𝚏𝚞𝚕𝚕𝚢

𝚒 𝚠𝚊𝚝𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚍 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚜 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚕𝚔𝚎𝚍

𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚒 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚍 𝚊 𝚜𝚌𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚖

𝚆𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚌𝚝 𝚒 𝚛𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚘𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚍𝚜 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚋𝚋𝚎𝚍 her 𝚜𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍𝚗𝚝 𝚋𝚎 𝚒𝚗 𝚍𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚛.

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𝚒 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚎𝚡𝚑𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚒𝚝 𝚍𝚒𝚍𝚗𝚝 𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚝 𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚝 𝚒 𝚜𝚊𝚟𝚎𝚍 𝚑𝚎𝚛

𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚖𝚢 𝙣𝙪𝙢𝙗𝙚𝙧 1 𝙥𝙧𝙞𝙤𝙧𝙞𝙩𝙮

𝙸 𝚜𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚘𝚘𝚖 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚎𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚟𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚍 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚋𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚛𝚜𝚝𝚢 𝚖𝚘𝚗𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛

𝙶𝚢𝚎𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚜𝚞

𝙳𝚊𝚎𝚜𝚞

𝙲𝚑𝚎𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚜𝚊𝚗

𝙽𝚊𝚢𝚎𝚘𝚗

𝙼𝚒𝚗𝚓𝚒

𝙹𝚒𝚖𝚒𝚗

𝙾𝚗𝚓𝚘

𝙸𝚜𝚊𝚔

𝙷𝚢𝚘𝚛𝚢𝚎𝚘𝚗𝚐

𝚠𝚊𝚒𝚝..

"𝙷𝙰𝚅𝙴 𝚈𝙾𝚄 𝙶𝚄𝚈𝚂 𝚂𝙴𝙴𝙽 𝚈/𝙽 𝙰𝙽𝙳 𝚆𝚄𝙹𝙸𝙽" 𝙲𝚑𝚎𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚜𝚊𝚗 𝚢𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚍

𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚊𝚜 𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚊𝚒𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚊𝚗 𝚊𝚐𝚐𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚌𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚘𝚘𝚛

"𝚕𝙴𝚃 𝚄𝚂 𝙸𝙽" 𝚢/𝚗 𝚜𝚌𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚖𝚎𝚍

"𝙽𝙾 𝙳𝙾𝙽𝚃 𝙻𝙴𝚃 𝚃𝙷𝙴𝙼 𝙸𝙽" 𝙽𝚊𝚢𝚎𝚘𝚗 𝚜𝚌𝚛𝚎𝚎𝚌𝚑

"𝚃𝙷𝙴𝚈 𝙲𝙾𝚄𝙻𝙳 𝙱𝙴 𝙸𝙽𝙵𝙴𝙲𝚃𝙴𝙳"

"𝙻𝙴𝚃 𝚄𝚂 𝙸𝙽 𝙵𝚄𝙲𝙺𝙴𝚁𝚂" 𝚆𝚄 𝙹𝙸𝙽 𝚈𝙴𝙻𝙻𝙴𝙳 𝙰𝚃 𝚄𝚂

𝚍𝚊𝚎 𝚜𝚞 𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚕𝚢 𝚘𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚘𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚘 𝚕𝚎𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖 𝚒𝚗

"𝙰𝙸𝚂𝙷 𝚆𝙷𝚈𝙳 𝚈𝙾𝚄 𝙻𝙴𝚃 𝚃𝙷𝙴𝙼 𝙸𝙽"

"𝚛𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚡 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚒𝚗𝚏𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚎𝚍" 𝚈/𝚗 𝚜𝚊𝚒𝚍 𝚙𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐

"𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚠𝚎 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚋𝚒𝚝𝚌𝚑"

"𝙸 𝚍𝚒𝚍𝚗𝚝 𝚐𝚎𝚝 𝚋𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚗 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚗𝚎𝚒𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚍𝚒𝚍 𝚑𝚎"

𝙸 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚢𝚎𝚍 𝚜𝚒𝚕𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚑𝚘𝚕𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚗𝚊𝚖𝚛𝚊𝚜 𝚊𝚛𝚖

𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚒 𝚖𝚊𝚍𝚎 𝚎𝚢𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚌𝚝 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝒉𝒆𝒓

𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚝 𝚖𝚢 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚘𝚗 𝚗𝚊𝚖𝚛𝚊𝚜 𝚊𝚛𝚖 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚢

"𝚠𝚎 𝚗𝚎𝚎𝚍 𝚊 𝚙𝚑𝚘𝚗𝚎 , 𝚠𝚎 𝚗𝚎𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚊𝚗 𝚎𝚖𝚎𝚛𝚐𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚢 𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚎" 𝚘𝚗𝚓𝚘 𝚜𝚊𝚒𝚍

"𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚘𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚙𝚘𝚗𝚜𝚒𝚋𝚕𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚌𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚜 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚝"

"𝚒 𝚖𝚎𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝"

"𝙳𝙾 𝚂𝙾𝙼𝙴𝚃𝙷𝙸𝙽𝙶"

𝚗𝚊𝚖𝚛𝚊 𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚊 𝚐𝚕𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖

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Everyone took a step back except for Cheong-san who decided to fall back instead while the zombie that was just hanging from the hose by it's leg thrashed around, reaching out toward the students as it growled. 

"It's coming in!"

"Cheong-san, come back here." 

"Hey, watch out."

"Cheong-san!"

Cheong-san looked around and spotted a mop in the corner. He rushed forward, "Bring Cheong-san back here!" Gyeong-su reached out for Cheong-san but missed him by a centimeter. 

"Hey, wait!" Once Cheong-san grabbed the mop he immediately stepped back and went in a protective stance to hit the zombie with the mop. He quickly began to push the zombie away.

"Push it! Push it away!"

"Did you get it?"

"Does it look like he did? Don't ask stupid questions!"

"Push it!" Each time Cheong-san would try to push it away it would grab the mop.

"Push it! Push it more!" Gyeong-su soon after went to aid Cheong-san and tried to help him push the zombie away. The zombie grabbed onto the window frame away it tried to go in, "the hand!"

"Push!"

"Hey, watch out!" As Gyeong-su was moving its hand away it switch from grabbing the window frame to grabbing his hand, "step back!" He managed to remove his hand and took a few steps back with Cheong-san. The zombie continued to move around, trying to pull itself in. Cheong-san grabbed the broom as a bat and hit it once on the back of the zombie. He looked at the zombie and the wooden mop that was now broken, the mop was now just a stick.

"Don't go near it!"

"Should I go or should you?"

"Move over. Hold on, I can't."

"Go, Dae-su."

"Should I go?"

Su-Hyeok who was nearby on the side watching Cheong-san, rushed forward, "what are you doing?!" He took the stick away from him. Accidentally hitting Gyeong-su in the nose as Su-hyeok pulled back and poked the zombie harshly on its shoulder. The zombie was dormant for a few seconds before it began to screech and pull itself more in rapidly. 

"We're fucked."

"Just push it!"

"Just push it! Push it away!"

"Push it away already!"

"Fuck. It's coming in."

"Su-hyeok! Just throw that away!" Gyeong-su looked at the computer box before snatching it off the table, "Su-hyeok! Move away!"

"Move, Bare-su!" Su-hyeok moved as Gyeong-su raised the computer box above his head and ran towards the zombie. He smacked the computer box hard on the zombie, and both fell. Almost everyone stood in shock with their mouths open, some went over to the window and saw the zombie that had fallen get up and run off, there lay the computer broken.

"That scared me."

"I'm exhausted." 

"Are you okay?" Su-hyeok walked away from the window with Dae-su and Wu-jin as he dropped the stick on the floor, "I'm good."

"Where did it come from?"

Soo-jin looked around in search of the short black-haired girl. Hwa-young walked off to a chair nearby, Na-yeon looked over at Gyeong-su who was beside Cheong-san, and Wu-jin who walked over to him to ask if he was okay.

"Everyone okay?"

"That was scary. I'm okay." Gyeong-su patted Wu-jin's shoulder and walked off, "good thinking." Gyeong-su's nose began to bleed from the hit he had received earlier from Su-hyeok. Na-yeon stared at him before calling him out, "Hey. You..."

Everyone looked over at Gyeong-su wary and far away from him, "Gyeong-su, your nose is bleeding." Gyeong-su wiped his nose confused, "it is?" He stared at his hand for a few seconds deep in thought before remembering that Su-hyeok had hit him accidentally, "this is because Su-hyeok hit me with the mop." He reached over for some tissues and began to clean his nose. Soo-jin squinted her eyes a bit before nodding, "I saw."

Na-yeon shook her head and took a step back, "stand back. Don't come closer. You were bitten, weren't you?" 

"No, I wasn't. Su-hyeok hit me..." He pointed over at Su-hyeok as he held the tissue up to his nose. Just as Gyeong-su moved Na-yeon took some steps back, which bothered Gyeong-su, "why do you keep picking on me?" 

"You were bitten."

"He just said no, do you see any bite marks on his hands or wrists? Huh?" 

"I-sak got a nosebleed just before she turned. On-jo. You know. That's how I-sak was before she turned." Na-yeon looked at the teacher before turning to look at On-jo.

"Gyeong-su."

"I wasn't bitten! I swear!... Damn it." He sighed knowing that no one was believing him. 

"Your hand. What is that? What is it?" Gyeong-su looked down and saw three small scratches, "This was from when I picked up the computer! Don't you trust me? This happened while I was saving you. How could you do this?"

"Yah, I'm sure Gyeong-su is fine. I was nearby and I didn't see him get bitten." Soo-jin looked at Hwa-young and nodded her head, "it happened all too fast though." Some students agreed. Cheong-san walked around the table and grabbed Gyeong-su's hand to inspect it, "it's not a bite. It's a scratch. Whoever wants to check, come and check." Dae-su and Su-hyeok were the first to go check. Joon-Yeong checked for a brief moment as he passed by to go check the computer.

"It's a scratch?" 

"It is a scratch. I'm sure of it." 

"Ms. Park, please take a look." 

"Okay." Ms. Park went over to look at Gyeong-su's hand, "I don't see a bite. It's a scratch. Thank goodness. He's okay." Ms. Park let go of his hand and went to go do something. Na-yeon stared at Gyeong-su who in return stared at her bothered, "satisfied?... I asked if you were satisfied!" 

Joon-Yeong frowned slightly as he looked over at Gyeong-su, "but the computer's gone."

"Then the internet... Did you have to throw that of all things?" Dae-su exclaimed slightly. 

"What could I do? It was trying to get in."

"I'm just saying, but yeah you did good. Thank you. Don't get mad. Hey, Na-yeon. Say you're sorry and end this." 

"Why should I?"

"Because you caused all this, he did it to save us while all you did was just stand there doing nothing like always. So apologize." Soo-jin spoke up glaring at Na-yeon in annoyance.

"Stay out of it bitch."

"Are you calling me a bitch? Ha did you bite your tongue while saying that?" 

"Hey. Just say sorry."

"Why should I be sorry? I saw everything. I saw it grab your hand. I'm right. He may have been infected." 

"Na-yeon, that's enough."

"It really touched him."

"Does being touched mean he's infected?"

"Who knows? It might."

"I held I-sak's hand before she fell. Why am I okay."

"He has a wound on his hand. It's different when it's an open wound."

"No, it's not. It's the same thing." Hwa-young looked at Na-yeon weirdly.

"Why, that-"

"Hey." Su-hyeok and Cheong-san moved close to hold back Gyeong-su who was going for Na-yeon. 

"Don't yell at me. Think about it!"

"Na-yeon. I know you've always hated Gyeong-su, but this is completely different from badmouthing him. This is about life and death."

"She's always like this," Ji-min spoke up looking at Na-yeon for a moment before looking away as Na-yeon turned her head to glare at her.

"If it weren't for him, we may all be dead." 

"And now he may kill us."

"I'm about to die because of you."

"Watch your mouth."

"I'm fine right now."

"That's enough, all of you! Shut it."

"Ms. Park-"

"Silen-"

"Shut the hell up," Min-jee said while staring into Na-yeon and Gyeong-su's eyes. 

She had just opened her eyes not that long ago and stretched, she could hear some students arguing especially Na-yeon and Gyeong-su. She sighed and closed her eyes again trying to sleep some more until she heard Na-yeon yell again, she heard Ms. Park too as she too was getting frustrated from their argument. Min-jee got up harshly with her jaw tense and an annoyed expression, she was pissed.

She was trying to sleep and here is this crazy girl screaming as if that wouldn't catch the zombies' attention then the other continued into her trap. Everyone turned to look at the short hair girl who still had sleep in her eyes, but you can tell she was extremely peeved. Looking at her caused them to just look at her from their peripheral vision. Gyeong-su kept his stare on the ground while Na-yeon just made a face putting up a facade.

Soo-jin and Hwa-young took a step back, Soo-jin sucked in her teeth creating a tch sound, "we pray for you both." Even Ms. Park took a step back due to the aura the girl had at the moment. 

"I sleep for a few minutes and you're already arguing? What are you? 4, huh? What grade are you in? Elementary? Hell, I think even elementary kids would act better than you two. Get serious, look at the situation we're in. Whether you like it or not you both need to pull your differences aside and help each other survive. If not, you might as well just die." Everyone looked at the girl who kept her glare on Gyeong-su and Na-yeon. No one said anything for a few seconds until Ms. Park spoke up and gently patted the girl's shoulder, "Min-jee is right. Now more than ever we need to help each other out."

"Hey! Let's do this. Stay in the recording room for just 10 minutes, Gyeong-su. I know it'll be hard, but I think that's better than being suspected."

"But he's-"

“He nothing, end of argument. Gyeong-su come on.”

“Wait what?” The Short haired girl grabbed his hand and pulled him to the recording room with her, “If he doesn’t turn Na-yeon I will fuck you up, and I keep my word.” Min-jee said as she passed the light brown-haired girl.

"The others don't suspect me. It's just her."

"Gyeong-su, would you do that, please?"

"Forget 10 minutes. I'll stay half no, a full hour."

"There's no need for that. It takes less than five minutes to turn. Stop overreacting."

"Let's just be sure."

"Will that do? If nothing happens, you'll sincerely apologize, right?"

"Don't ask her. Tell her she will, it's the least she could do." Min-jee said as she looked at Na-yeon who wouldn't look at her. 

"Yes."

"You guys are all okay with that, right?"

"Yes."

"Yes."

"Sure."

"He's clearly fine. If we do this, who would step up next time? Everyone will hide."

"You're right, too, but... Let's consider this a way to learn to trust each other."

"I trust Gyeong-su."

"See you in an hour."

“Me too,” Min-jee yawned and followed Gyeong-su, “wait what?”

“I’m going in with him.”

“No, you aren’t, what are you going to do in there?”

“Uhh… sleep duh.” 

“Min-jee really?” 

“yes, Gyeong-su needs me and.. and Cheong-san for.. for moral support so-“

“Min-jee, it’s okay.” Gyeong-su moved his arm away from her softly as he pushed himself off the table and walked to the recording room. Min-jee stepped aside to let him pass and watched him go in. She looked at the ground for a few seconds before turning around to walk over to Soo-jin and Hwa-young after bumping Na-yeon's shoulder with hers intentionally.

"Should I go in with you?" Asked Dae-su, Gyeong-su only responded by raising his hand up to give them the middle finger. He closed the door glanced over at the glass and sat on the chair facing the wall.

"That stubborn punk." 

"Ten minutes would be fine."

"He's nothing compared to her." Na-yeon shook her head with anger, glaring at Ji-min who had made that comment, and Min-jee who returned the glare but looked away as she saw the black-haired girl smile warmly. She knew it wasn't a warm friendly smile and that caused chills to go down her spine. Out of everyone in the room, Hwa-young and Min-jee scared her the most, and a little bit Soo-jin too as she hung out with them. Many supposedly saw what Hwa-young, Min-jee, and Soo-jin did to two upperclassmen that had been bothering a friend, but those were just 'rumors' just like the other ones of them being in a gang which made people decide that they didn’t want to be on their bad side. 

As Na-yeon looked away her eyes landed on the stick that had been propped up leaning against the wall in a corner. It had blood and not just any blood, zombie blood. 

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City council

Everyone crowded around the paramedics. Nam So-Ju held a small flashlight up to the person's eyes, Park Young-hwan was covering his nose and looking at the person in front of them, Kim U-Sin stood on the other side of So-ju watching. The person they were checking had been infected and was tied down on a chair by the others before the paramedics arrived. 

"He's our youngest aide. He collapsed and started convulsing when he returned from the council office..." Said the chief's aide.

"Captain, he smells like a rotting corpse."

"And then he got up, growled, and charged at Assembly Member Park. So we tied him up. We didn't know if we should call the police. Yes?" The chief looked back over at the Assemblywoman, Park Eun-hee, "Why are you telling them that?" 

So-ju looked at the rabid male before speaking up, "let's gag him and move him."

"Okay."

U-Sin grabbed the things and went to stand behind the male who immediately snapped its teeth toward them. 

"Ready?"

"Yes." 

"One, two, three." Immediately all three sprung into action, So-ju went for the right shoulder pressing it back and holding his head from the top. U-Sin put his arm around it and put them in a chokehold position. Young-hwan quickly moved the gauze bandage towards its mouth so it could bite it, in the progress he got bit and retreated. So-ju looked at him still holding the zombie down, "did you get bitten?"

"It's okay. It's a small bite." Young-hwan glanced at him before going back to gagging the zombie, "wrap him up!" 

"Wrap him." U-Sin removed his arm and started to wrap him with another gauze bandage. The zombie continued to squirm around and snarl. So-ju walkie spoke up for an urgent emergency, knowing they had it under control he took a few steps back and answered as he walked away, "Rescue Team One." 

"As of now, issuing level-three disaster in Hyosan. Everyone report to temporary headquarters." Everyone's phone went off.

"Did you say level-three disaster?" 

"I repeat. Issuing level-three disaster in Hyosan. Everyone report to temporary headquarters." So-ju sighed with a worried expression. Park Eun-hee walked over to him, "what is it?"

"This is the director's order."

"Report where?" 

"Mobilize immediately. Over." The walkie-talkie stopped and So-ju looked over at the Assemblywoman, "Well... Our headquarters was relocated outside the city due to an emergency. The disaster and safety management will control the situation directly." In the background, the Chief's aide is heard complaining on the phone asking the other line if an evacuation order was necessary. He hung up the phone and went over to the Assemblywoman once So-ju had walked back to his crew, "they think it's an acute infection. They expect an evacuation order of Hyosan soon." 

The council sat nearby a corner talking about politics and the situation they were in. So-ju waited for a moment until he received a call and walked away from the chatter, "A virus? What type of virus?"

"I don't think it's a droplet infection, but it hasn't been confirmed. You seem to get infected if you get bit, so don't get bit or make physical contact. We don't have any information on the virus yet, make sure to avoid contact. I hear an assembly member is there." So-ju listened to his Chief until he mentioned not to make any contact. He looked at Young-hwan as realization began to dawn on him, "hold on." He mumbled as she brought the phone away from his ear. 

In that moment while U-Sin was aiding him Young-hwan got a nosebleed, "Young-hwan... Young-hwan, are you okay?" Young-hwan shivered and snarled, he was now bleeding from the mouth, in result, he coughed slightly some blood splattered onto U-sin who was in front of him helping him. He then fell to the floor beginning to spasm, "Young-hwan. Hey." He turned around facing upward, his body twitching and moving in an inhumane way, bones cracking in the process. The council people began to move back, and the chief's aide pointed over at Young-hwan, "that's what happened to our aide earlier. It's the same." Everyone stared at Young-hwan, a few gasped as he lay there still, "is he dead?" U-Sin asked, the body moved, bones cracking, and the now zombie snarled and went straight to attacking U-sin. The council backed up in a corner as they watched, "hey!" So-ju ran over to help U-sin, So-ju removed Young-hwan off of U-sin before pinning him to the ground, "U-Sin, grab the rope! Hurry!" 

"Tie him up!"

"Tie him up, hurry," U-sin immediately went to grab the rope, once he did he tied the zombie's legs and then quickly its arms. 

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High school Cafeteria

"Go get it." Whispered Gwi-nam to Hyung-seo who was under the stove with him. 

"No."

"You little..." Gwi-Nam reached out and grabbed the back of Hyung-seo's neck. He quietly cried as he pleaded for Gwi-nam to let him go and to stop. In response, Gwi-nam was pushing his head out telling him to go get the knife. Gwi-nam managed to push him out, which cause Hyung-seo to panic more and try to crawl back in even though Gwi-nam was pushing him out.

"Move. Stop that." Hyung-seo grabbed Gwi-nam's leg and pulled him out too. Gwi-nam kicked him off into a zombie that was behind Hyung-seo. He quickly stood up coming to face with another zombie. He crawled out to the other side making whimpering sounds from fear as he tried to get away. He grabbed the cooking table and pushed it under, trapping the zombie that was going after him underneath. As he backed up another rose from the ground and walked out to him, he put a cart in its way causing the zombie to fall. Gwi-nam had reached a dead end until one of the lunch ladies whisper out to him to join them from where they were hiding. Rather than taking her help he grabbed her and used her as a shield from an upcoming zombie who fell by the cart. He pushed them both back, the elder screamed in pain as she and the zombie that was latched onto her shoulder fell back. Gwi-nam kept running around with no plan in mind seeing as he had to dodge two zombies. He fell to the floor and quickly grabbed the knife that was right there in front of him. He pushed another off of him and another came up. He held him away with his arm and grabbed a colander nearby putting it on the zombie's face. He pushed it back to the wall and stabbed it once in the stomach and twice in the neck, he went for the third time but the zombie fell. Gwi-nam stared at it and the knife in shock at what he had just done, but pulled himself together as he fought another one.

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"Maybe they're drawn to smell. They go after you like crazy." Wu-jin said as he looked at Dae-su who was deep in thought and shook his head, "I don't smell."

"You sweat a lot." 

"I sweat, but I don't smell." Dae-su sniffed as he looked down at the table, "what is that smell?"

"Your sweat." 

"I think they're more sensitive to sound than smell."

"Sound?"

"Yes, sound." Joon-Yeong was sitting at the table as he used a hairbrush from the back as a mirror to check his neck, Su-hyeok was sitting at the table too, just listening to their conversations. Ji-min sat in between Dae-su and Wu-jin at the table. 

"This isn't a movie."

"That's how most zombies are and you saw their eyes. They can't see with those eyes." 

"Sound or smell, I don't know, but..."

Hyo-ryung was behind Wu-jin, she was on the floor sitting beside Ms. Park, "Ms. Park... Some kids probably left the school, right" Ms. Park looked at her before looking at the floor as she nodded, "yes, probably."

"Should we consider ourselves the lucky ones?"

"The fact that we're alive... Means we're lucky." 

"Is that true?" Ms. Park looked at Hyo-ryung and nodded while humming 'yes' she then pulled the teen into a side hug. 

Min-jee leaned on the walls of the corner they were in and yawned, "I could go for another nap."

Soo-jin shook her head, "Lazy ass."

Hwa-young smiled and shook her head, "Dude what happened to your shoe? I forgot to ask earlier." Min-jee looked down at her foot which didn't have a shoe, showing the world the type of socks she wore, today she went with grey socks that had Snoopy and Woodstock on them, "some zombie stole it. It grabbed my leg as I was going out the window, so I pushed it, and bye-bye shoe. I made it, but it cost me my shoe." She pouted as she dramatically told her story. The girls laughed and playfully pushed her, "That's sad Mj."

"Rip Mj's shoe."

"I'm glad you're okay."

The three girls were talking until one of them got quiet, “Do you think we’ll make it out of here?” 

Both girls stopped talking and looked at Hwa-young before nodding, “I- yes of course, the three of us will make it we just have to stick close together and be careful you know.”

Min-jee nodded agreeing with Soo-jin, she can still see the small fear in Hwa-young’s eyes, she stuck her hand out forward and looked at both girls, “I promise to stick close to you guys and we will make it, I won’t leave any of you behind no matter what.” Soo-jin and Hwa-young looked at Min-jee before moving a hand toward her that was in the middle.

“Promise?

“I promise.”

“Me too, Promise.” All three fell into a small comfortable silence before Min-jee moved and tapped on Hwa-young asking if she can nap on her lap, Soo-jin giggled and both girls let the short girl nap. 

Nam-ra sat in a different corner on a chair looking at the ground. Na-yeon sat nearby the door 

On-jo sat on a chair resting her hand on the table as she looked down with a solemn expression. Cheong-san looked at her and walked over to her, "Are you okay?" 

"I keep thinking about I-sak."

"But you held onto her, until the very end." On-jo shook her head, "stop it. That's not comforting." 

"You did nothing wrong. Be strong. Your dad or somebody else will come to save us." They both stared outside the window, Cheong-san stayed there for a bit before deciding to move away to let On-jo be. 

[lover-with-dolar-sign-is-a-loser]

 all of us are dead is so fucking unrealistically grotesque because it is realistic.��

[bibaybe]

Making Spotify Covers :: Sun-hi/Wu-jin

Yeah, I stay stubborn 'Cause I can't admit that you got all the strings And know just how to tug 'em

taglist: @eddysocs @ocappreciationtag @foxesandmagic @wordspin-shares @veetlegeuse

[allofuswantgwinam]

i shoulda done a kinktober for Yoon Gwi Nam. Maybe i still will for funsies, i thought of that last night OR WAIT, I could do it for just All Of Us Are Dead and do other characters too?

[still-love-the-moon]

Even if you're gone, I'm gonna drive

[glitterfairy-21225]

Shut up, I want them to be forty. And married. And for Joon-yeong to say, “Good morning, beautiful,” every time they wake up. Followed by a kiss on the temple.

[allofusaredead-incorrectquotes]

Woo-jin: I’ll fight anybody.

On-jo: Even Joon-yeong?

Woo-jin: Yeah. And then I’ll fight myself. Cause I’ll fight anybody who fights Joon-yeong.

[asleeplessren]

Keep Going

(AoUAD fanfic)

Jang Wujin x OC

"Wujin."

"Yes?"

"I'll save you from the monsters."

← 002. →

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Daesu had Wujin in a headlock.

“Let me go! You smell!”

The taller boy clicked his tongue and tightened his hold as they continued walking, “Not until you apologize.”

Wujin struggled harder, “I’m telling Hari about your BTS poster if you don’t let me go!”

“It’s not a poster!” Daesu surrendered, “it’s an album and I just respect them as fellow artists!”

Wujin shoved at his friend and tried to fix his hair, “Yeah, sure you do.”

Daesu cried out, “Why can’t you just believe me?”

“I refuse to believe the guy that dragged me all the way back to school in a headlock,” he fixed his vest with a glare, “just to see if he left his jacket somewhere.”

“Please,” Daesu pouted, “my mom will kill me if I return home without it. She just bought it for me!” He pressed two hands together in front of him, bowing in desperation. 

His friend sighed heavily, “Fine,” Daesu tried to hug him, “just hurry up! And I don’t owe you food anymore!” He shoved Daesu’s arms off of him.

“I’ll feed you! You’re saving me!” Daesu shouted before running to the very corner that Wujin’s group of friends always spent their breaks.

“I want real food this time Daesu! Candy doesn’t count!” Wujin shouted after him, “Aish! You hear me?!” His friend didn’t hear him. 

Wujin sighed again, how did he put up with this guy? 

It finally hit him that he was back at school and the sun was setting, emptiness his only companion. He stared at the grounds, abandoned as far as the eye could see. But there was one sound, and it was trickling out of the gymnasium doors. Sneakers squeaking on the woodboards, pounding footsteps, girls’ voices yelling every now and then. The volleyball team was still practicing. They had a game tomorrow, so that made sense. Still, Wujin wondered why they’d be pushing themselves this hard, knowing they’d need their energy for the next day.

He shouted for Daesu, but heard nothing in return. He could stand here, kicking the ground, or he could sate his curiosity.

The choice was easy.

His feet carried him to the double door, light pouring out, the random voices becoming more distinct.

The entire team was practicing, divided into four teams on two courts, with any remaining players doing laps. He wished he could be like normal guys; a building of attractive girls running around in shorts, this should be heaven. The Wujin that didn’t know Park Minha yet would love this. But he did know her, and he could only focus on her. 

She was resting briefly, standing by the net (appearing even shorter than usual), her hands gripping her knees as she took the time to catch her breath. Her eyes never left the ball as her side got ready to serve. The moment the ball was in the air, she was tensed to move. 

It all went so quickly; hit, hit, swish, hit, smash. Shouts of “got it”, “and “let’ s go!” filled the air, each member of the team seamlessly working together. He watched Minha cheer for the girls around her, looking like she belonged there. She really flew. He’d seen her jump higher than the girls around her, blocking a ball like it was nothing, and he’d witnessed how devastating her serves could be. But there was something about watching her look so focused as she practiced, coupled with the happiness that came with no stakes. It was just practice, but she looked like this was the most fun thing in the world when she didn’t have the seriousness of a real game weighing her down. She jumped on her neighbor’s shoulders, giggling loudly, and Wujin felt himself smile with her.

That of course was the moment Jiwoo noticed him. She was standing right by the court and was supposed to be taking notes on her clipboard, but her gaze wandered outside when she realized there was someone standing there. He caught her eye and felt himself cringe, seeing her smirking face and raised eyebrows. She caught him.

He felt how red his ears were and how wide his eyes grew. He had to get out before she made fun of him too. 

Jiwoo crossed her arms and shook her head as she watched Wujin stumble backwards to hide from everybody. Why were boys like this? No, she’d seen some guys be normal. Lee Suhyeok was never like this, and she was ninety percent sure he was down bad for a girl in his class. Then again, she’d never actually seen him trying to win her over, so maybe she hadn’t quite figured the junior boys out. Regardless, Jang Wujin looked mortified to have been caught by her and she couldn’t wait to tell Minha. 

Her mouth opened to get Minha’s attention, and that was Wujin’s cue.

He retreated as far from the building as he could, stopping in the same courtyard he’d been waiting in before. His lungs felt like they were twisting.

“Let’s eat!” Daesu’s hand landed heavily on his shoulder.

Wujin jumped, his heart trying to pound out of his chest, “Aish!”

Daesu laughed loudly, “Bet you didn’t think I could be sneaky! I may be bigger than you, but it’s all muscle!”

“I wasn’t paying attention, ok?” He yanked the recovered jacket out of Daesu’s hands before stomping off, “can we go now?”

“Don’t leave me, brother-in-law!”

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It was dark by the time Minha finally entered her home. Her shoes were the last pair to rest in the front entryway tonight. She could hear the family gathered in the dining area, probably enjoying dinner together. Despite knowing her host parents wouldn't have a problem with it, Minha felt guilt churning in her stomach for being out so late. She and Jiwoo's stops for street food were more frequent than she expected, but at least she already ate. Following the sounds of conversation, she made her way to the dining area. Her host family was fully present, already starting to clean up. She bowed apologetically, "I'm sorry. I meant to be home sooner."

Jang Yeji, her host mother, was already waving her hands, "Minha! We're just happy you made it home safe" She smiled warmly at the teenager.

Jang Seyoon, the patriarch, tagged on, "did you eat?"

Minha nodded her head, "Jiwoo made sure I ate."

He made a sound of approval, "that's good to hear! How was practice?"

Minha sat down next to Hari, who was still finishing her food, before answering, "I think tomorrow's game is going to be a piece of cake."

Yeji returns to the table to grab the dishes in front of her silent son, "There's going to be scouts tomorrow, right?" Seyoon's face showed his interest too. Both of her host parents had high hopes for Minha to be a national athlete. It was the entire reason they took her in in the first place. 

Hari cut in before Minha could answer, "No, but tomorrow is supposed to be the game that decides who plays when they do show up."

Minha nodded her agreement. She often forgot that Jiwoo was Hari's friend too. Jiwoo managed for multiple teams at the school; this was how she got around her parents nagging her to be in sports or be more social. If she was the manager, she'd have all the social benefits and none of the physical exertion. And her parents would leave her alone.

"Is the whole team going to Seoul tomorrow?" It was her host father's question.

Minha shook her head, "Coach Kim is taking the first line and a few subs. Everyone else will be staying behind to play Yangdong's second line for practice."

"Wasn't Yandong already here today?" So Wujin was going to join the conversation.

Minha barely looked at him before turning to her host parents, "We had a friendly scrimmage today, but it was their first line team. Tomorrow's practice unit will be joining us."

Hari oohed next to Minha, "You're so cool Minha. You really sound like a professional when you talk about volleyball."

Minha smiled into her lap before nudging Hari, "Stop! You're the cool one. You'll be on the national team by this time tomorrow!"

Mr. Jung nodded in agreement, "I know you'll make us proud tomorrow. Both of you!" 

Minha could feel warmth in her chest. She wanted exactly that, to make her host family proud. But even moreso, she wanted to hold onto this specific feeling: being a part of the family. If she can prove herself as an athlete, then everything they've done for her won't be in vain. It was this that drove her to do well in everything. This final year of school had been grueling, especially as she'd been studying for exams. She knew that if she did well in volleyball, she wouldn't need to test well, but there was a voice in her head constantly insisting that she had to prepare for the worst. 

Wujin spoke once more, "I'm sure you'll both be great." And then he smiled across at them. His ears were pinking, but Minha felt the sincerity in his words. His sister smacked him in the shoulder, calling him cheesy. Minha laughed at their antics before curling into a ball to avoid the next hit Hari aimed at her for not taking her side.

Mrs. Jung shared a smile with her husband before clapping her hands at her children, "Alright! Finish cleaning up and then straight to bed. Tomorrow's a big day!"

The three teenagers groaned in unison.

"Ah ah, you all are old enough to use words." Seyoon chuckled at them, "we're trusting you as near adults to take care of the house and each other while we're in Incheon." Tomorrow was their anniversary, and they wanted to spend it away from their three teens for once.

Hari, being the oldest, was the one to push the other two into motion, "Of course appa, you can count on me. I'll watch them," she pulled Wujin into a headlock.

Wujin struggled halfheartedly before just giving in, dead weight, "Eomma!"

His mother laughed, "Hari, you're gonna stress your arms out. Let your little brother go!"

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Aaaand another one up! Thanks for reading, I think I'm always going to be a little scared when posting lol But I want Wujin to have something, so I'll push through! I really genuinely appreciate everyone that takes the time to even skim through my little fix-it of sorts; I'll see ya again soon!