《Name Tag | Reader X Cheong-San | ALL OF US ARE DEAD FF》most of us are dead
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After a while the rest of the class has come to find us.
"Y/N you're okay!" On-jo exclaimed hugging me.
"Yes I am-"
"Gyeong-Su?!"
"Wait what"
"How- what how are you alive?!"
Gyeong-Su scratched his back stressed the the situation.
"Okay guys calm down. He will tell you when he's ready."
On-jo kicked Cheong-San to the floor.
"Why don't you ever listen to me?! I told you not to go!!"
She Raged making me chuckle. This reminds me of old times.
"Wait where is Su-hyeok" on-jo panicked "He isn't here?!"
Suddenly on-jo ran out of the classroom making uns all run After her.
"Are you crazy?! Don't go by yourself." I said stopping at the end of the hall.
"Go inside! Hurry!!" Su-hyeok called ,as he came up the stairs with Nam-Ra, making us all run into the classroom.
Zombies where coming from the other side, sprinting into our direction.
"Hurry!!"
Wenn closed the door last second and, shut all the curtains.
Fuck
"Hey.. Nam-Ra what happened to your arm? It's a bite mark isn't it?!"
What?!
I looked over watching Nam-Ra discovering the fresh wound on her arm.
Oh my God..
Cheong-san started walking towards her with a broom in his hand
Wtf is he gonna do?!
"That's not it" Su-hyeok protected her.
"What the hell are you doing, move out of the way."
"That's not it asshole! Tell him... you weren't bitten by a Zombie."
I held on-jo's hand tightly, hoping for Nam-Ra to defend herself.
Silence filled the room, Nam-ra's empty look on her face made shivers crawl down my spine.
"Gwi-Nam bit her. It wasn't a Zombie."
"What the hell why would gwi-nam bite her?!" I asked stepping towards them.
"Who?"
"Gwi-nam. The bully."
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"Yoon Gwi-nam?"
"Yeah."
"Nam-Ra did he really bite you?"
She nodded quietly.
"Gwi-nam was bitten by zombies."
"What?" I grabbed Cheong-Sans arm looking him in the eyes.
"Bullshit." Su-hyeok answered.
"I saw him getting bit. If you get bitten by zombies, you turn into one."
"She is not a Zombie!!"
"Shut it guys! Think about it." Gyeong-Su called.
"I was infected too, as you can see I'm not a Zombie."
"So she's a halfbie."
"A what?"
"A half-bie, half Zombie."
YOU DID NOT-
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After a while of discussing nam-ra turned into a half zombie and tried to bite Su-hyeok. But she turned normal afterwards.
Lol
We all sat in a circle taking videos for our parents.
"Hey mom and dad." I started, "i- I am with Cheong-san he is keeping me and on-jo safe. I hope you're alright." I started tearing up "I hope you closed the convenience store and are hiding somewhere. Oh and tell the furball I love her too." I smiled with tears giving the camera to someone else.
I wiped my tears silently waiting for someone to come up with a plan to get to the rooftop.
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"We should've gone to the roof when the music was playing." Dae-su complained.
"Music, Wait a minute we have music!"
"Music? What music?!"
"On the camera!."
Right! We found it when we looked trough the camera.
"She sucks at school but she just pretty smart."
"The fuck? I'm gonna beat you up." I said
"Let's give it a shot, we can figure out the rest later."
"We also have a Tv, we should be able to connect it and make it louder. I will have to look for the cord though."
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We started building a wall out of tables and chairs.
"Ouch! Dae-su get yo nasty feet of my foot."
"Oh shit sorry." He said removing his foot.
"You better be"
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We made sure everything is secure and steady before we got ready.
We all stood behind the wall of chairs and tables preparing for our fight.
Except for Cheong-San, he volunteered to open the door for the Zombies.
On-jo refused, so Su-hyeok came to help him.
They walked up to the door with a chair and a tf is that? A shelf?
Anyway.
They boarded up the door a little so they have time to run before the Zombies enter.
The music started playing and they opened the door.
"Quick!"
Cheong-San and Su-hyeok ran towards the wall climbing over it.
We secured the wall even more with a shelf, pressing our weight against it.
They started throwing a few of the chairs down.
"Oh shit."
"Dae-su you have to make noise." On-jo called as she looked out of the window.
Seems like not all of the Zombies are inside of the room yet.
"DIE ZOMBIES! FUCKING DIEEEEEEEEEEEE."
DAMN.
"More!!"
"MOTHERFUCKEEEEEWEWWEWERS"
We started taking instruments and playing them in order to make even more noise.
"Wu-jin?!"
"We can't go! Not yet."
"Fuck, they are climbing over!!"
We now started hitting the Zombies with the instrument attempting to save ourselves.
"ITS NOT GOING TO HOLD!!"
"FUCK!"
"HOW LONG DO WE HAVE TO GO ON?!"
"We still can't go!!" Wu-jin informed us.
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"Okay guys! We can go now!!"
Wu-jin opened the door making us leave one after one.
We all ran down the hall, making our ways to the stairs.
"Run Run run!!"
We climbed up the stairs some of us tripping on the way.
"THEY ARE COMING AFTER US!!"
We made our way to the roof, trying to pry open the door.
"It's locked."
Fuck no...
Dae-su tried ramming the door but it wouldn't open.
I put my hands to my head. What the fuck are we supposed to do know?!
Here they come..
I looked down the stairs seeing all the zombies running up to us.
Is this.. the end?
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I'm trying to upload as often as I can, I'm sorry if If I don't.
I hope you like this chapter, I don't really like it lol...
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