《// AOUAD Namra X Male Oc //》Three
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Nayeon came out with Gyeon-su angrily running after but was stopped by the others.
"You're such a fucking cheat!"
"I thought she was supposed to apologize" Minkyun muttered and rolled his eyes.
Not surprising, she's Nayeon after all.
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"You said you'll apologize, what were you doing!" Ms. Park scolded Nayeon who looked unbothered. "I did nothing wrong"
"Is she serious right now" Minkyun scoffed before shutting his eyes.
His head was hurting all day and would hurt even more if he continues to listen to their arguments.
"You only thing about yourself, you said to close the door before anyone else could get in. You said it would be safer for us"
"That's enough. Quiet, everyone"
"We'd be quiet if she were gone"
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Minkyun beauty sleep was disturbed by Namra who slaps his cheeks lightly to wake him up. "Wake up Min"
He rubs his eyes and looked at her confusingly, "What's happenin-" he was startled by Gyeon-su's screamings.
"We're supposed to be fucking friends. If I... If I leave, it will be better for everyone" tears running down his eyes as he said that.
Huh? What the hell is happening?
Gyeon-su walked shakingly to the door.
"Gyeon-su, are you okay?" Minkyun asked worriedly before walking towards the boy.
"I'm fine, thank you for everything" he cries. "Stay alive" he suddenly dropped down and panicked before transforming into a zombie.
Minkyun widened his eyes before standing infront of pulled Namra in front of him protectively before walking towards Gyeon-su again but quickly moved back when the other boy was growling.
As he was about to attack someone, Cheongsan whistled a song, catching Gyeon-su's attention. The zombie Gyeon-su tried to grab Cheongsan but fell out of the window.
"Gyeon-su... Why did you have to turn" Dae-su cries as he pats tissues onto his eyes.
Nayeon and her audacity says, "I told you all, he was infected"
"Well, are you happy now?" The crying boy asked.
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"You were all wrong, only I was right. What would you do without me?"
Namra had enough of it and spoke up, "Hey, maybe you did it" making Minkyun looked at her confusingly.
"What?" Nayeon asked. Namra went to Nayeon. "I saw everything"
What? What did you see?" Nayeon stands up. "You're the one who did it"
"Who did what? I didn't do anything to Gyeon-su!"
Bullshit
"I didn't say anything about Gyeon-su"
"Knock it off, what are you talking about?" Wujin asked.
"While we were all watching Gyeon-su you were in the back alone. You wiped that blood with your handkerchief" she said, pointing at the mop.
"No, I didn't"
"You wiped that on the scratches on Gyeon-su's hand"
"I did not"
"It's in your pocket"
"Take it out"
"No"
"I'll take it out then" Namra's hand reached to Nayeon's pocket but was slapped away buy her hand.
"Who the hell do you think you are! Class president?"
Namra slapped the girl making Minkyun widened his eyes a little. "I'm never making her mad, never" he whispered to himself.
"You never treat me like a president"
"Namra, that's enough. Do you realize what you're saying right now? If that is true it means Nayeon killed Gyeon-su" Ms. Park came in between.
"That's right, Nayeon did it. She killed him"
Minkyun went to Namra's side, just in time to grab the handkerchief before it hits Namra.
He looked at the handkerchief before giving it to the president. "It's blood"
"I wiped Gyeon-su's hand" Nayeon defends herself.
"This is his blood?"
"Can't you tell?"
"Then put it on your wound" Namra orders as she points towards Nayeon's wound. "Wipe it yourself if you're so confident"
"Like his blood is so clean? He was a zombie"
"He was just fine until you infected him with your handkerchief"
"Are you crazing?!" Minkyun looked at her with disbelief.
"Nayeon yo-" Cheongsan was about to go to her but was held back.
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"I should just die then? Is that what you want! Is Gyeon-su better then me? That little welfare pushed me"
Minkyun glared at Nayeon angrily, he felt like angrier just by looking at her acting all mighty.
"I didn't kill him! Gyeon-su fell, but he got up and ran, he's still alive, he just turned."
"Are you kidding me right now?"
"Stop ganging up on me! When I said he smelled, you all laughed. You all made fun of him too! Don't act innocent now"
Cheongsan ran and pushed her to the ground angrily. "How could you kill him!"
"Stop it" Ms. Park got in between. "You.. are a murderer" Cheongsan said, his voice filled with anger.
"I-I have no friends. I don't need any of you. Fuck you" she sobbed and got up, going outside.
"There's a reason why" Minkyun said to himself.
"Listen, no matter what happens, stay alive. Also, you must never take a live. If you cause someone to die, life becomes completely meaningless. All right?" Ms. Park looked at her students before going out of the room.
Minkyun anger came to a stop and his angel side came in.
There's no way he's going to let his favorite teacher get eaten by zombies.
Minkyun quickly ran out of the room. Seeing this, Namra was about to follow him but was stopped by Suhyeok.
"What are you doing, I have to go to him!" she tried to get out of his grip but the boy wouldn't budge. "No, it's not safe out there"
"Well no shit Sherlock" she rolled her eyes, kicked his leg making him let go and sat where she and Minkyun sat before.
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Minkyun felt dizzy as he was running after Ms. Kim and Nayeon. "Fuck off" he pushed three zombies down the stairs at once. He jumped up and grabbed onto the stairs railing.
The zombies were about to grab him but a gun noise stopped it. "Oh hyung, I'm sorry we weren't here sooner" an unknown voice apologized.
More people ran into the rescue. About 13-16 people arrived, they're all his body guard except the one who called him hyung, he's Minkyun's cousin, Minwoo. "It's okay" Minkyun let's go off the railing and jumps onto the floor.
He stands up, dusting the dirt off his knees. "What were you guys doing before coming here?"
"We're sorry hyung, we were rescuing Minju" they all looked down.
Hearing about his sister he frowned. "Minju? Is she okay?
"Don't worry sir! Ms. Minju is with your father and mother!" another guard says.
"Good!" He sighs in relief. "Hand me a weapon!"
One of the guards obyed and grabbed a gun from her bag. "Here sir" she hands it to him.
Minkyun pats her shoulder gratefully, "Thanks" he loaded up the gun and puts it in his pant's pocket. "How about a near ranged weapon, any of you got one?"
The oldest guard handed him a metal bat. "Thank you, let's go!" He shouts and walked upstairs as they followed. Shooting and hitting every zombies insight.
While running, Minkyun stopped making the guards look at him confusingly. "Sir why are we stopping?"
"You guys know my friend Tae-in right?" They nodded. "Good! Now, three of you need to go find him and his classmates, go!" the three guards obyed and ran to find them.
"Alright, what did you guys ride here?" He asked, looking at the rest. "Some of us arrived in a helicopter while some arrived by car" one replied.
"Good, call someone to bring more helicopters, we need to help as much people as possible!"
They nodded and began calling people with their phones. "Sir, they will arrive soon"
"Alright, let's rest for a bit first, I'm so sleepy" he told him as they went inside an empty classroom, surprisingly no zombies to be seen.
They barricades the doors and placed a big blanket on the floor. It wasn't his plan to fall asleep but he did and the others did too.
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