𝖨𝖭𝖥𝖨𝖭𝖨𝖳𝖤

❱ 𝗁 𝖾 𝗋

❝why do i have to suffer like this.❞ a girl sighed, trudging her way towards the bathroom— partially not caring about the zombies that came to her way because fuck them, she have her priorities. the unknown girl went in and was met by the sight of her fellow senior and friend, jang hari.

with her, jung minjae can also be seen and two more unknown people. ❝oh hi, hari. you're still alive.❞ the unknown figure smiled at the girl who only playfully rolled her eyes at how carefree the fellow senior is.

❝choi mihee, still the same even with this apocalypse, huh?❞

the girl now known as choi mihee shrugged her shoulders carelessly and leaned against one of the stalls' door. ❝i don't care about this apocalypse, they can fuck off.❞ mihee ran her hand through her hair and added.

❝plus, i have to find my cousin.❞

park mijin and yoon joonseong didn't expected to meet the one and only council president of hyosan high, the model student of all. and yet, here she was. cussing and being careless. so different from all those rumors.

❝aren't namra and wujin in the same class?❞

mihee hummed lightly, nodding her head. ❝yeah, i think so.❞ hari sighed and talked once again. ❝you should come with us then, minjae and i are planning to find the juniors.❞ the choi looked at her and nodded, standing up properly.

❝sure. oh by the way, who are these two? i don't think i've seen your records before.❞ choi mihee tilted her head, smiling lightly as she crossed her arms. mijin lifted her head to look at the seemingly tall girl and introduced herself.

❝us? i'm park mijin and this is yoon joonseong. it's nice to meet you, miss president.❞

the choi chuckled at the name and teased. ❝you make it sound like i'm the president of korea, but it's nice to meet you as well. my name is choi mihee, call me mihee. how's my friend, hari treating you?❞

mijin couldn't help but to scoff. ❝she's so arrogant and annoying, fucking hell.❞ mihee hummed, turning to the jang who looked away. ❝quite an interesting impression. although..❞ she muttered before remarking mischievously,

❝i didn't know one can have a lover's quarrel in the middle of this whole ordeal.❞

both mijin and hari snapped their heads to look at the snickering girl ridiculously and snapped in unison. ❝we're not lovers!❞

they only got a mocking pout from mihee.

❝look at them, in unison and all. enemies to lovers trope, i see? you'll make quite the couple.❞

❝choi mihee, shut up!❞

❝vice prez, how long do you think we should stay in here?❞ moon aeri looked up from the floor and shrugged.

❝we shouldn't stay here for too long, there's no point in staying in one place when there's no guarantee of someone saving us.❞

the girl from beside her spoke up, ❝we can't last long, anyway.❞

❝three minutes without oxygen, three days without water, three weeks without food.❞ namra listed, earning a nod of agreement from the moon. ❝what's that?❞

❝how long a person can survive.❞ aeri answered for the choi. the moon child soon lost herself in her thoughts, the feeling of namra playing with her fingers made the girl chuckle mentally.

she watched in slight amusement as her classmates, daesu and wujin specifically, argues with each other.

namra rested her body against the moon's, her head snuggled in the taller girl's shoulder. it was peaceful, the both of them just basking each other's presence.

moon taehyun blinked at the sight of her sister and a familiar girl, confused. ❝are they..?❞ the young moon questioned, earning a shrug from jang wujin.

❝we don't know as well, prez didn't say anything but your sister called her, 'my sun.'❞

taehyun's jaw slacked, remembering the same nickname that the older moon used for someone in the past. so it has come. ❝i see.❞ the boy nodded and smiled lightly, trying to cover the concern in his eyes.

aeri could feel her consciousness slipping away from her, the lack of sleep finally hitting her. with heavy eyes, the moon child tried to fight back the sleep when lips brushed against her cheek.

❝go to sleep, you look like you're going to pass out anytime.❞

moon aeri tiredly nodded and with a final thought, her head fell on choi namra's shoulder.

you're going to become the death of me, choi namra.