Was it really betryal?

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Cheong-san immediately takes action and grabs a music stand. Su-hyeok let's go of your foot and you grunt from the unexpected action as it sent a pain vibrations throughout your leg. Wu-jin rushes over and raises your foot slightly  as he sees your pained expression. You nod as a thank you and he smiles at you.

"No. That's not it." Su-hyeok says standing in front of Cheong-san as you stay quiet unable to understand the situation at-hand

"Move. Step back, Su-hyeok." Cheong-san demands

"That's not it, asshole. Tell him. You weren't bitten by a zombie. Say something. Gwi-nam. He bit her. It wasn't a zombie." Su-hyeok tries to get her to say something but she looks at the ground unable to fend for herself

"Who?" Cheong-san questions thinking he misheard him.

"Gwi-nam. The bully." Su-hyeok answers

"Yoon Gwi-nam?" He Questions in disbelief

"Yeah." Su-hyeok confirms

"Nam-ra. Did Gwi-nam really bite you? Say it clearly." Cheong-san orders as Nam-ra nods

"It's true." Su-hyeok defends as you turn your head to them

"Su-hyeok, Gwi-nam was bitten by zombies." You mutter to him as he looks at you with...betrayal in his eyes...you didn't betray him, you're stating the truth why is he looking at you like that.

"Bullshit." He chuckles with no emotion. A lump in your throat formed and a pit in your stomach came round. Are you feeling upset, that he doesn't believe you...have I really fallen that deep for this group that they've managed to get me to feel things again?

"Me and Y/n saw him get bit. If you get bitten by zombies, you turn into one." Cheong-san states

"But he wasn't a zombie...I don't understand." You speak up looking at Cheong-san but just shakes his head. Is this asshole not believing you too?

"So if Gwi-nam bit her—" Cheong-san continues

"Like she said, he's not one of them. Gwi-nam wasn't a zombie. He wasn't. He literally talked to me. You both saw him. He wasn't a zombie at all." Su-hyeok continues to defend

"He did have an increase in strength. Su-hyeok we're not lying about him being bit." You mumble a tiny bit of hurt in your voice and Su-hyeok glares at you.

"Bullshit!" Su-hyeok snaps as zombies bang on the windows. Your heart sunk and your hands balled into fist, your jaw clenched and ticked as your eyes showed no emotion nor sparkle. Your face became cold again. The intimidating coldness came back as if it never left, the same coldness that watched the science teachers son get brutally beat and thrown off the roof. You don't need this group getting to you. Nam-ra sees your emotion change and she stands up.

"Are you two sure he was bitten by zombies?" Nam-ra questions as you push Wu-jin off your ankle and stand up ignoring the pain and shoving your hands in your pockets as you look at the 3. On-jo looks at you concerned and shuffles to you a bit, she tries to have her presence as some what of a comfort though you completely ignored her. You're back to your original self...well...the self your dad brought up.

"Mhm." You hum

"Yeah." Cheong-san confirms

"So i'll turn into a zombie." Nam-ra mumbles and Su-hyeok looks at her wide eyes

"You won't." Su-hyeok states sternly as tears threaten Nam-ra's eyes

"I...Never mind. So be it. Su-hyeok, Y/n, thank you." Nam-ra says looking at you. You nod as a 'you're welcome'

"Hold on, prez." Su-hyeok stops her. She turns round to him

"I wonder why you never called me by my name." Nam-ra says as she continues to walk to the door. Su-hyeok storms up to her grabbing her arm and turning her round

"You won't. She won't turn into one. Don't you trust me?" Su-hyeok questions everyone

"We saw when Gwi-nam got bitten. It happened after the fighting with me, him and y/n." Cheong-san explains

"I fought him, too. Believe me. I know. You see? If she turns, i'll throw her out the window, so she can't attack you. So back off." Su-hyeok demands as he pulls Nam-ra to a window moving the curtains and opening the window. He then turns to the group as your jaw is still clenched. Your face remains neutral.

"Su-hyeok." Cheong-san tries

"Back off, asshole." Su-hyeok insults his so called 'best-friend'

"You shouldn't do this." Nam-ra mumbles to him

"I owe it to you. Don't come closer. I'm warning you." Su-hyeok warns Cheong-san as he approaches them cautiously with the music stand in his grip holding it at a threatening position.

"Screw you. I warned you first." Cheong-san mutters glaring at Su-hyeok

"Get lost." Su-hyeok raises his voice a bit

"Gyeong-su was enough. I won't lose anymore friends. Get out of my way." Cheong-san demands

"I said to stop—" Su-hyeok orders as he starts approaching Cheong-san but in quick movements you're now in front of Cheong-san pushing Su-hyeok away with harsh force as he smashes into the wall. He looks at you with his mouth open and wide eyes

"Enough. I don't know what Gwi-nam is anymore but frankly I lost interest in trying to figure it out. If she turns, push her." You state coldly looking at Nam-ra

"Thank you, Y/n." She thanks you as her face softens at you

"Don't thank me. I'm not doing you any favours. If I didn't encounter Gwi-nam on the stairs you'd be out. You're just lucky I was there" You say mercilessly as she nods in understanding.

"You should be resting your ankle" Su-hyeok says to you

"It'll heal in its own time" You mutter not bothering to give him a glance as your eyes stay set on Nam-ra's face. How could she still have a soft welcoming face while looking at you...you just admitted you would've killed her showing no mercy, if you were in Cheong-san shoes.

"If I feel strange in anyway...i'll just end it quickly." Nam-ra speaks up

"I'm sorry, but—" Cheong-san mumbles

"No need to be sorry. I'm actually not sorry, at all." Nam-ra cuts him off

"Sorry." He murmurs.

"Su-hyeok. Kill me if I turn." Nam-ra orders as she climbs and sits on the windowsill.

"Hey! Hey!" Su-hyeok shouts running over and grabbing her shoulders.

"Go sit down, Y/n." Cheong-san turns to you. You scowl at him and sit on the desk beside him.

"If you sit closer, I ca—" Su-hyeok starts as he points to the desk closer to him. He wanted to offer to slightly raise your foot as you explained it helps with a injured ankle.

"No" You decline his offer and he sighs.

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