Wrong Universe | All of us are dead

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷Chapter 28

Cheong-san stares at the unconscious face of Byeol, her head on his lap while she's wrapped up in a soft blanket. He pulls another piece of wet wipes, cleaning her face free from her own blood before it dries up and becomes harder to remove.

She was still as a rock but the stable rising and falling of her chest tells otherwise. On-jo had cleaned and sanitized her wound earlier as much as what the little first-aid kit could offer and wrapped it up with the butterfly bandage, closing the laceration on her forehead.

The small girl is holding her hand, caressing it as she check for her pulse every minute.

"That Gwi-nam kid is just....IC," Dae-su hissed as his whole body aches from being thrown out earlier.

"He's not normal," Su-hyeok stated, "That's why Byeol told us that if ever we encounter him again, we should leave it to her and Nam-ra."

Nam-ra looks up, seemingly surprised at what he had said. It's not everyday that she's rendered necessary.

"What if he climbs up again? Byeol and Nam-ra could barely stood a chance and look at Byeol," Wujin pointed at the sleeping lady with soft look, "She's injured and unconscious."

"I felt bad..." Gyeong-su suddenly admitted, "She's been protecting us from the start but we can't even do anything to help her."

"I'm not asking for anything back, though. As much as I'm touched that you guys are worried about me, it's my choice to fight. I rather die knowing that I tried than die with regret knowing that I'm capable of fighting but didn't do anything." They flinches when they suddenly heard Byeol's voice, all heads turning to the still figure of the lass. Even Cheong-san looks down at her.

"You're awake?" Cheong-san asks in disbelief.

Byeol, still has her eyes close and not moving any muscle answers, "I've been awake the whole time. I just don't feel like moving."

It was true. Every single muscle hurts and it also alarms even her everytime she hears her bones popping up to its normal position, seemingly fixing its own. Like Harry Potter level of magic.

"To be honest, after seeing the two of them fight earlier, even if they did it to protect us, I cannot help but to think that what if they lost control, will they do that to us too? I'm really thankful for saving us but you won't going to do that to us, right?" Jimin voices out her concern, directing her statement to the two girls.

"Will you believe me if I say I wouldn't?" Nam-ra returns the question at her.

"Must you talk like that? Can't you just say anything to make us believe you?" Jimin stated, "We're going to be together anyway."

"I... I have never done anything but to study. I don't think I was naive. I think I was a coward. I was too scared that my grades will drop and Mom would get mad at me so I didn't do anything.
I was even scared to make friends. My mom would always ask me what's their rank in school, what their parents did, how big their house was. I thought I would never got the chance to sit around fire with all of you like this. It's really nice. It's my first time," Nam-ra answers, a smile making its appearance that brightens her face, "If we somehow managed to get out here, I really wish we could make a fire again and hang out like this. I really hope we could do this again." she concluded.

"Sure, let's do it." On-jo responded, "If anyone wants to make a fire, we can all get together."

"If you're asking me too.." Byeol's eyes finally opens as she moves to sit up staring at each of their eyes, "My answer is a solid no, and I'm swearing it in the name of Horkos."

"I'm sorry, Pres." Jimin apologizes sincerely before turning to Byeol, "I'm really sorry too, Byeol."

Nam-ra smiled at her apology to which Dae-su immediately notices, "Is that a smile? Super awkward." he chuckles.