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sunnysana · 9 days ago

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hii could you maybe write gyeongsu x fem!reader where when gyeongsu had to go in the broadcast room because of na-yeon and reader is like really against that and goes into the room and stays there with him and it's just really fluffy because they both have a crush on each other but act oblivious

have a good day/and or night, where ever you are !! <3

Han Gyeonsu × F! Reader

A/N: Hiii thank you so much for the request, I love this idea! Thank you for requesting I hope you enjoy it and have a good day/night aswel <3

Warning(s): a little argument with Nayeon in the begin. Rest is fluffy! :)

"Fine, see you all in an hour" Gyeonsu muttered in annoyance walking into the broadcasting room pointing his middle finger up for everyone to see. Then slamming the door shut.

He had been told to stay in there for 10 minutes by Miss Park as a way to prove he's not infected to Nayeon as a "solution". Even though she was the only one being fussy about it. So he didn't take it well and insisted to stay in there for an full hour instead.

Ridiculous. I thought and decided to speak up not being able to take it anymore.

I rise up from my seat on the edge of the table before turning towards Nayeon. Meanwhile the rest is taking a moment to look through the glass barrier at Gyeonsu who took a seat in there.

"Look what you've done, you're literally the only one who wanted this" I was only about a meter away from her. "What? He's obviously bitten isn't he?" She replied in her well expected bratty tone acting like she's the victem.

"Are you blind? You're the only one who thinks so, we all agreed it's a scratch" she was about to reply before Cheongsan pulled me back gently by my shoulder. "Don't waste your time on her, it's not worth it".

I rolled my eyes at her and sigh giving him a small hum sitting back at my seat like he told me to, earning a scoff from Nayeon.

I look around to see everyone now staring at us instead of Gyeonsu but quickly shift as they noticed my stare. Going back to whatever they we're doing before Gyeonsu was sent away.

But all I could do was zone out at the door which he was behind and fumble with the edge of my skirt thinking about him. Which didn't go unnoticed.

"Hey, you okay?" Cheongsan nudged me about 10 minutes later which made me look back "yeah I'm fine..." I mumble. "I'm just worried about Gyeonsu".

"He'll be alright I'm sure, it's just a scratch anyway he needs to cool down for a bit" his best friend stated.

"Yeah I guess so..." I sigh. "Hey, maybe you can check on him if you wanna... I'm sure he won't mind if it's you". He said I was puzzled on what the last part ment but quickly my attention got shifted away by one particular person.

"Yeah do it, atleast we'll know if he'll bite someone" the one person I disliked hearing the most spoke.

"Hey, don't say that" Miss Park says soft but scolding. "No it's fine I know he won't anyway" I stand up from my seat. And approach the door.

I'll prove her wrong anyway. I turned the door knob and closed it right behind me again.

I enter to the sight of Gyeonsu with his back turned to the door. "Who is it?" He says annoyed expected someone else and turning around.

"Oh, it's you" he says to his suprise getting embarrassed to his earlier rudeness but hides it. "What do you want?" He asks in a gentler tone, his hand playing with the fabric of his sleeve.

"I'm here to check on you..." I say shyly a little nervous being alone with him. "Though I know it's just a scratch" I add on.

He noticed the small blush on my face which made him red aswell. "I knew you'd believe me, you always do when I'm getting the blame..." he referenced the times before in class when I stood up for him when Nayeon was giving him the blame for basically anything again.

"It's nothing really" I said obviously shy as my cheeks had a pretty tint of red on them. "...Anyway can I see the wound?" I say trying to brush it off.

"Yeah sure" Gyeonsu agreed willingly holding out his hand as I get close to him.

I gently take his hand in mine inspecting it gently, giving him a slight tingle from the soft touch. His heart beating a little faster. "You were really brave back there you know? I don't wanna know what would've happend if you didn't help out back there". I compliment him wanting to warm the mood.

He looked up at me trying to hide a small smile. "I just did what I had to do you know" he switches back to his usual self, boasting a little trying to impress me with his awnser. Which gained a chuckle from me giving his arm a soft slap in reply.

"Hey I'm just being honest" he replied with a blushy soft smile on my face making me feel funny.

Time goes by as I sat on the floor with him as he abandoned his chair. Out of view from the rest. Talking about memories from school before the craziness outside.

My head was now resting on his shoulder as I hear him give another story time of his. Seeing how his pretty eyes turn up when he smiles and the cute chuckle whenever he remembers another fun thing he did.

However she didn't know that he had similar thoughts, taking a quick glance as her each time he told her someone new to see if she'd laugh. The laugh that sounds like music to his ears. Hoping he might catch her looking up at his face with her pretty eyes.

"Hey remember that time when someone made up a rumor about us? That bastard cheongsan never let it die down" he jokes "yeah I still don't know who made it up to this day" I look at him "Daesu and Wujin kept teasing me about it too..." I say chuckling at the memory.

"How did that rumor even get made?" I look away a little blushy. "Not that I minded though...".

He turned his head to look at me. "You didn't?" He asked which made me look back into his adorable eyes. Some type of hidden hope stirred in him. "No, not really... did you mind?" My voice shaking slightly from the nerves.

His eyes light up "No... I guess I didn't" I fidged with the fabric on my skirt rubbing it against my finger tips. "Maybe it wasn't so bad then...".

Cute he thought as he noticed the fumbling and tried to gather the courage to hold her hand.

Come on man you gotta do this. This might be the only chance he could basically hear cheongsan say. Otherwise he definitely won't let me rest anymore.

He thought already hearing the pestering coming if he didn't take great opportunity.

Cheongsan had always told him to go for it as he had always noticed how he stared at her. However he himself couldn't even confess to Onjo. Whatever atleast he'd be the first to make a move and prove Cheongsan wrong.

His finally makes up his mind and he gently takes her hand in his. His heart beating faster than ever before. The moment he had always dreamed off.

It caught me by suprise as our eyes interlock. We both blush not knowing what so say, just enjoying the moment. His warm hand on mine feeling like a moment out of my favorite romance drama's.

Suddenly the door opens. "Times been up for a while" it was Cheongsan at the door opening. "Oh" he noticed us on the floor. "Just come out when you're ready" he smirks and shuts the door before he can get a reaction out of Gyeonsu.

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A/N: Thank you for reading! I hope you like it since it's my first time writing again after a while. Again thank you for the request I really enjoyed writing it. Feel free to request again!

#all of us are dead x reader #aouad x reader #all of us are dead #aouad #gyeongsu x reader #gyeongsu #han gyeongsu #kdrama fanfic #cheongsan #All of us are dead imagines

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nox-writes · 2 years ago

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Gyeong-su x GN!reader

Warnings: None i think? Except Nayeon because she's so annoying and if anyone says that she deserved better then i hope the both sides of your pillow are warm and i also hope that you step on a big puddle and your shoes get soaked (i don't need to put zombies and dying in the warnings cuz if you've watched the series then it's pretty obvious that this will mention zombies and death)

so.. let's start with the fact that he is a super sweet guy

And he is so likeable

and sweet

and loveable

and likeable

and i love him😻😻

Anygays when you two first strated dating and he was new to the whole thing, you decided to take things slow in the beginning.

Even though he wanted to tell everyone that he had an awesome partner like you, he still kept his mouth shut.

After about 4 months of dating, you decided to tell your friends about the relationship

Some of them figured it out by themselves, but some had to be told a million times until they believed atleast 50% that it wasn't a joke or anything (Daesu and Woojin)

After you told your friends about your relationship, they couldn't stop teasing you about it

Especially Cheong-san

He LOVES teasing you two about how cute you two look when you are practically sitting on Gyeong-sus (sus) lap because you are sitting so close to each other

On-jo would think it's the cutest thing ever. There is something about you two that makes her so happy for you

First time when Gyeong-su said "I love you" was when you had been dating for 7 months

It took some time to say it since he's really bad at expressing his strong feelings such as love

But you said it back to him and he couldn't be happier

And when Nayeon tries to make fun of him for being poor, you would stand up to him

He would look at you with puppy eyes and thank you for being there for him and stopping him for hurting Nayeon

This man can't afford to get expelled from school, so he doesn't want to pick a fight with anyone

Now for the zombie apocalypse

So when the zombie apocalypse first starts, you two got separated and later found each other again

It was a cute reunion after being separated for so long and your frineds stared at you two in awe when you hugged and shared a kiss when you found each other

When you made your way to the recording room, you thought you would both survive

But that stupid ass bitchy bitch Nayeon went and put the zombie blood rag/cloth on his scratch..

You first didn't think anything of it, thinking that Nayeon just wanted to hel him

But that didn't sound like something Nayeon would do

Gyeong-su followed her outside of the room yelling something at her and you were thinking what Nayeon did to make him so upset

You got your answer

Gyeong su was yelling at Nayeon for calling him a welfie once again but then..

His nose started bleeding. (Again since last time he got hit by a broom lmao)

Your eyes widened in fear and you and Cheongsan were both terrified and denying the fact that he was turning

You tried to come up with an excuse

When he turned into a zombie you were too sad to even try anything to stop him from trying to bite you

After getting zombified Gyeong-su out of the room, you couldn't handle it anymore

It hurt to lose the one you loved and you were crying hard

Nam-ra then told you all about what Nayeon did to Gyeong-su

You were literally blinded by anger

You always knew that Nayeon was an asshole and didn't like Gyeong-su but you didn't think she'd go that far

You cursed and yelled at her for god knows how long after she was on the ground when Cheongsan pushed her

And even when she left the room you all were in you were still mad

You didn't speak to anyone for atleast an hour when suddenly Ji-min came by your side to try to comfort you

You heard her talk to you about knowing how it felt to lose someone you love, due to the fact that she lost her parents to the virus

You broke down and started crying again and she hugged you tightly

You two ended up cuddling on the floor against a wall

After Gyeong-su died, you wanted to stay strong for him so you decided to do everything it takes to stay alive.

Aaaaaahhh i loved writing this and this was not requested but i wrote this for fun. Speaking of which, you should consider requesting a fic you would want me to write. Remember that i write for male and gn reader only. If you want female stories go check my Wattpad; Call-_-Me-_-Nox

#aouad #all of us are dead #gyeongsu #gyeong-su #aouad fanfic #headcanon #aouad headcanons #gyeongsu x gn reader #gyeong-su x gnreader #Gyeong-su X GNreader #x gender neutral reader

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jaxie101 · 1 year ago

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he has the same crooked tooth as me and it makes me INSANELY happy bc i’ve always been insecure about it but !!! look at his cute lil smile !!

#all of us are dead #aouad #gyeongsu #gyeong su #kdrama

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arayofdawn · 11 months ago

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I realized I've only written lengthy character analysis of male villains and female villains deserve their day in the limelight too.

#All of Us Are Dead #lee yoo mi #Lee Na-yeon #Gyeongsu #Zombies #netflix #kdrama #korean drama #kdramadaily #character analysis #squid game #aouad

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tarbaby3000 · 1 day ago

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#gyeongsu #june #Spotify

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fandomnerdespressourself · 2 years ago

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Yeah Zombies//04

prev 03 - Next 05

All students backed up, Gyeong-su who was closer had quickly backed up as a result of him falling when someone abruptly came in. It was Mr. Kang, Kang Jin-gu, he slammed the door shut and looked at the fifteen students while backing up against the door still frightened and out of breath. Everyone stared at him as he stared back.

"Mr. Kang," someone mumbled, it was silent for a minute before Mr. Kang spoke, "Are you guys okay?" He asked. Gyeong-su and Hwa-young were the only ones who nodded while everyone just stared. Mr. Kang let out a sigh of relief, gyeong-su moved and walked toward him, "What about you? You weren't bit right?"

"No. Of course not. I'm fine," The teacher replied before looking at the class with a small smile on his face, "Hey, guys. Let's barricade the door first." Slowly the students moved forward, "Get moving. Hurry. It's okay. We are safe. Let's move this." He ordered. Mostly all the guys besides On-jo and the trio were helping out. Some of the girls lagged a bit before moving to help barricade the door.

"Like this?"

"Yes. Stack them high. High."

Chairs and tables screeched as the students grabbed them to use for barricading the door. The trio helped a bit, Hwa-young who was a bit spectacle about him tugged on Min-jee's sweater and Soo-jin's shirt pulling them to the side where he wouldn't notice them seeing as he was busy with stacking up the tables and ordering the kids to do so.

"What's up," Soo-jin asked Hwa-young in a hushed tone, both girls looked at Hwa-young whose eyes were on the teacher, " I don't trust him. Let's stay here for now." "Shouldn't we he-" Hwa-young immediately shook her head, both girls nodded trusting their friend and stood close to her. I-sak who noticed looked over at the teacher.

"You called the cops, right? We can leave soon, right?" Asked Na-yeon. Mr. Kang without hesitation nor paying much attention said yes while going over to a few students who were slacking, "What are you doing? Block the front door and stack it. Pile them up high. High!" He helped them pile up the tables.

"Stack them up, higher higher."

"Push it closer to the door. More"

I-sak rushed over to On-jo grabbing her arm to stop her while staring over in Mr. King's direction as they almost finished stacking up the tables, "On-jo, what do we do?" On-jo stared at her, "What?"

"Look. His arm." She replied On-jo looked over at Mr. King's arm, on his right arm over on the side where it was still noticeable a bite mark was there, "Mr. Kang." On-jo called him out, "your arm." Mr. Kang looked over at her, "What are you doing? You three over in the corner, help block the door."

"You were bitten on your arm!" She called out, everyone looked over at her.

"What?" Everything turned quiet as the students looked at On-jo.

Mr. Kang looked at his hands and arm.

"What is it?"

"This isn't a bite," he finally said while looking at his arms.

"He said he wasn't bit."

"No," Mr. Kang continued while in denial, "I wasn't bit." He looked up at them and his arm, panic evident on his face and action and he pulled his sleeve down.

"It's a bite mark," Hwa-young said before On-jo could.

"I said it wasn't. Don't talk back to me." Mr. Kang said defensively.

"Were you really bitten?" I-sak asked even though she saw the bite mark. Soo-jin moved forward, "he was, look how defensive-"

"I wasn't! How many times do I have to tell you!?"

"Then why are you hiding it? Just show it to us!" I-sak yelled back taking a few steps forward. On-jo reached out to her and Wu-jin moved forward a bit.

Mr. Kang stayed silent for a moment staring at I-sak with disbelief and annoyance on his face. I-sak then broke the silence, "Can you please leave."

"What?"

"Get out." I-sak said as she took a few steps forward On-jo grabbed her arm, "leave."

"You want me to go out there? After all, I did to get here? You want me to go back out!?"

"You were bit. Get out. ...Get out!" I-sak screamed at him, Min-jee looked at I-sak before returning her attention to Mr. Jang, "you fucking bitch! How dare you tell at a teacher."

"Ah...tch How dare you just come in here only to lie to our face and order us around. Was your plan to come through and take us down with you?!" Min-jee yelled back and moved forward while grabbing I-sak from the back of her sweater and pushing her back behind her.

"You little.. come closer... Come closer!... Come here!" He said while switching his attention between I-sak and Min-jee. Mr. Jang then gave her a subtle smirk, "you won't come?" He said while walking towards them, Min-jee stayed still, I-sak took a step back, and On-jo held onto her and was about to grab Min-jee from her sweater, but wasn't able to.

"Hey." Mr. Jang got closer, On-jo moved in front of I-sak and stared at Min-jee who stayed in the same place. As Mr. Jang got close to Min-jee. She stared at him and was about to grab a textbook near her, Soo-jin went towards Min-jee with Hwa-young following close behind but was grabbed from their sweaters by Gyeong-su and Cheong-san. Na-yeon squatted down and covered her ears. Wu-Jin, Su-hyeok, and Dae-su held each other. Min-ji held a chair while Ji-min stood next to her, Hyo-ryung was behind Cheong-san and gyeong-su with Soo-jin and Hwa-young next to her. All stared at the teacher.

"Stop. Stop it."

"He was bit."

"Soo-jin... don't."

"Wait."

"Step back."

"Min-jee move."

Mr. Kang then began to get a nosebleed before he could get to Min-jee. he looked down to wipe it and looked at his hand. At that moment On-jo took the distraction to grab Min-jee from her sweater and pull her back to put more distance away from him.

"Hey look."

"He's beginning to bleed."

Mr. Kang turned to the side still wiping his nose, Su-hyeok, Dae-su, and Wu-jin who were near Mr. Jang backed up as he turned his back against the three girls. Once On-jo had pulled Min-jee back, she grabbed a random backpack from the floor and hit Mr. Jang from the back. Mr. Jang stood still before looking back over at her, Min-jee grabbed On-jo by her sleeve pulling her back. Cheong-san rushed forward toward On-jo, Wu-Jin was about to go but was held back by Su-hyeok and Dae-su. Gyeong-su was about to do the same but instead stayed still to keep Soo-jin and Hwa-young beside him.

"Are you out of your mind?" Mr. Jang said once he turned around and took a step forward with his hand raised to hit them before falling over.

"Stay back!"

"Watch out!"

Some students gasped, and some held each other. All the students looked at the teacher's body which was now lying on the ground.

"Damn."

"Hey. I think he really was bit."

"Shouldn't we get out of here?"

"Stay back, he might move."

"Hey. He's turning." Mr. Jang's body at first shivered a bit before it then began to convulse, among the small chatter of the students panicking Mr. Jang's bones cracked.

"Get him out of here! Hurry! Hurry! Throw him out!" Na-yeon called out while covering her ears and glancing over at the now-turned teacher who reached out to students before getting up, as he snarled his eyes laid first upon Min-ji.

"Min-ji!" Called out Dae-su who was about to go towards her but was held back by Su-hyeok, "Dae-su, wait!"

"Do something!" Before anyone could Min-ji was thrown on the floor and bitten on the left top corner of her lip.

"No! Dae-su!" Dae-su broke away from Su-hyeok and rushed towards Min-ji, he pulled Mr. Jang off of her.

Mr. Jang's mouth was now red from Min-ji's blood, as he was pulled away he scratched the air while snarling. Dae-su proceeded to throw him to the side having Mr.Jang’s back hit the floor. With shaky hands Min-ji brought her hand up to her mouth and looked down at her hand, she looked up and around as she held her hand up slightly, and her teary eyes landed on Dae-su, "Min-ji.." Dae-su mumbled.

Min”-ji was scared as she did not want to become like what the others had become, “Dae-su. What do I do? I don't want to die." She hiccuped. Dae-su looked at her with sad eyes not knowing what to do.

Mr. Jang had now fully changed given the fact that he had bloodshot eyes. He got up once again from the floor and went to attack the others. Wu-Jin and Su-hyeok moved away from each other as Mr. Jang targeted them. He turned to Su-hyeok and swung his arm at him.

"Hurry. Get him out of here!" Su-hyeok managed to dodge him and punched the ex-teacher. Mr. Jang went in for a bite but instead was pushed back. Falling on the floor some of his bones crunched, he turned his attention towards Cheong-san. Cheong-san grabbed the nearest table and used it to push Mr. Jang away. Cheong-san struggled a bit, "Cheong-san," called out gyeong-su before he went to go help him.

“If we manage to take him out, we will still be compromised, we need to go to a difficult room.”

“Fuck, that means we have to run.”

"I don't want to die. Help me." Min-ji said while looking at her classmates specifically Dae-su.

Hwa-young grabbed Soo-jin’s hand and rushed over to the nearest door and began to take the barricade down. Na-yeon followed and helped them take down the tables so that they can get out of the room. Hwa-young and Soo-jin continued to move the tables away from the door, Na-yeon paused and turned around as she heard footsteps behind her, "Stay away. Get away from me. Get away!" She yelled in fear before leaning on a table and pushing Min-ji with her foot away from her. Min-ji fell back, and Dae-su held his arms out to catch her but didn't. Min-ji was beginning to turn too as her bones cracked and she began to quiver slightly. She groaned slightly, turned around holding her hand out to Dae-su asking for help before she fell unconscious on the floor. Hyo-ryung hid behind Ji-min, and both girls watched Min-ji in fear and with caution. Min-jee watched too, she wanted to look away, but couldn't. Dae-su grabbed the girl quickly as she sprung up from the floor. She thrashed around in his arms snarling, "Stop, Min-ji. Snap out of it. Please." He pleaded. His pleads were useless, Min-ji was gone.

"We have to get out," Su-hyeok said, he rushed over to Hwa-young and Na-yeon but was late to join the party as Soon-jin had finally moved the last table and slid the door open.

"Get out!... Get out!... Let's go!" Su-hyeok yelled out before calling out to Cheong-san and Dae-su. Na-yeon pushed past them, Joon-yeong moved away from his hiding spot and went towards the door. Soon everyone followed, Min-jee didn’t move as she looked back over at Dae-su and a now-turned Min-ji who trashed in his hold. Soo-jin grabbed Nam-ra’s hand and pulled her along gently. Hwa-young was already outside with Na-yeon, Ji-min, On-jo, Hyo-ryeong, and Joon-Yeong.

"Hurry," The students fled the classroom, Dae-su hesitated but pushed Min-ji to the side and ran out.

"Get out!"

"Gyeong-su," Cheong-san said as he pushed the table to its side in order to push Mr. Jang away from them, both boys then ran out quickly grabbed Min-jee’s hand, and pulled her along with them. Su-hyeok managed to dodge Min-ji and Mr. Jang as he fell hurting his ankle. Su-hyeok got up, ran out, and quickly slammed the door shut.

All now fifteen students ran down the hall, some looked back just in case. Na-yeon who was in front abruptly stopped and fell back as a zombie appeared in front of her. More showed up and ran toward the still-alive students. Hwa-young rushed forward and pushed back some zombies, Su-hyeok used his momentum to jump up and push himself from the wall to kick away some zombies. Su-hyeok fought against a few zombies, he pushed them to the wall, into each other, kicked them, bash one of their heads in the window but nothing would stop the relentless zombies. One managed to slip by, but before it can get close Su-hyeok tackled it. Another came by and went straight to Su-hyeok. The zombie's moment didn't last long as he was smacked away by Cheong-san who had managed to remove one of the classroom windows.

The males copied Cheong-san and started to push away the zombies. They started to struggle again.

"Watch your hands!"

"Careful!"

Dae-su stood by with the girls before going to remove one of the doors, "Hey! Get out of the way!" He picked up the door running towards them, the five boys moved to the side after pushing them away. Dae-su immediately moved the door in a horizontal way and began to push the zombies. The guys sprung into action to help out. Soo-jin and Min-jee moved first forward to help.

"Come on!" Soo-jin said while moving forward to get the others to follow.

"We need to turn!"

"Push it!"

"Push. More!

"Let's go"

"Shut up Na-yeon and help!"

"Push!" Slowly they moved forward and turned slightly.

"Run upstairs! Run upstairs!" Yelled Wu-Jin over to the girls.

"Let's go!" Na-yeon grabbed I-sak's hand while On-jo grabbed Hyo-ryung, Ji-min followed close behind, and Nam-ra barely managed to grab Soo-jin’s hand and drag her with her. Soo-jin wasn't able to call out to Min-jee or Hwa-young as she was pulled up the stairs. Hwa-young stayed back beside Su-hyeok while Min-jee was beside Cheong-san. Slowly with one final push, they all managed to push the zombies down the stairs. Besides Su-hyeok, after a few more pushes and hits he ran up following the rest up the stairs.

……………..

Nam-ra held Soo-jin’s hand tightly as they run up the stairs.

"Hurry up!"

Nam-ra who was in the lead turned the corner but was pulled back by Soo-jin due to more zombies appearing. Ji-min went beside them to pull them back more, "No! We have to move up!" As they ran, Min-jee’s hand which was in Cheong-san slipped from his grasp as she noticed Hwa-young in the back lagging for Su-hyeok. The group turned back and headed back towards the direction they came from and ran up the stairs.

"Hurry up! Go up!" Wu-Jin pushed back some zombies before following the rest up. Min-jee stayed back a bit mid-way up the stairs before going down and grabbed haw-young’s hand, “go up, we’ll be right behind” Hwa-young nodded and sped up. Min-jee looked back over at Su-hyeok he came into view and was struggling slightly to push some zombies away. Min-jee rushed forward to push them off of him, but another came. Cheong-san looked over at Su-hyeok and Min-jee who were helping Su-hyeok get the zombies away. "Hey! Where to?"

"Go to the science lab! Hurry!"

“Look out for Hwa-young and Soo-jin, we’ll be right behind!” Min-jee said. With hesitation Cheong-san nodded before he ran up the stairs, Wu-Jin was going to go help Min-jee but wasn't able to and just continued to run up with Cheong-san and Hwa-young behind him.

Gyeong-su and Joon-Yeong were already holding off some zombies, and Cheong-san joined them with Hwa-young. I-sak turned back towards Dae-su who had just arrived, "Dae-su! Behind you!" Dae-su turned around and pushed back the zombies, "Help me! Help!" Nam-ra and Son-jin went to help.

"Push!" Yelled Cheong-san, they all pushed back the zombies so that they could reach the science lab.

"It's locked. Somewhere else!"

"Where? We're surrounded!"

"It's locked!"

"Shit! Now what?!"

"Break the lock!"

On-jo looked around and spotted a fire hose.

"How?"

"I don't know! Just do it!"

"With what? Can't you see there's nothing around?"

"Use your head then!"

"No! Why-"

"Dae-su push!" On-jo said cutting off Kyung-Soon and Na-yeon's argument. She moved forward to help push the back and soon reached the fire hose. She opened the door immediately, grabbed it, and rushed over to the lock.

"Watch your hands! Careful!"

On-jo pushed Na-yeon to the side and began to hit the lock.

"Why's it taking long?"

"It won't budge!" She cried out. Soo-jin grabbed the hose and hit the lock harder.

"Above you!"

"Hey, it's climbing over!" Cheong-san slammed the window on the zombie that was climbing over breaking the window on them. It fell back on the floor and began to reach out toward the students' legs.

"Fuck! I can't hold them off much longer! Hurry!"

Soon after three more hits the lock broke, On-jo removed the lock while So-jin opened the door.

"It's open!" Na-yeon went in first, and Hyo-ryung followed right after along with the rest. Dae-su was last to go in due to him pushing away a few zombies, one caused him to stumble as a result he broke one of the windows from the science room. He then gave a final push leaving the door behind and ran inside. Hwa-young pulled him in while On-jo slammed the door shut once Dae-su was in. Zombies immediately ran to the door and growled at the students inside. On-jo watched them before looking off to the side and seeing that the phone had fallen out of her pocket. One of the zombies that were coming to join the other stepped on it causing the phone to fling off to the slide further away. Everyone was sweating and out of breath after having to go through all that.

"Fuck." Dae-su breathed out as he wiped his forehead but scream when suddenly a bloody hand wiped itself on his face leaving half of Dae-su's face with someone's unknown blood. The zombies were reaching over and grabbed Dae-su's hair. Joon-Yeong grabbed the nearest object which was a fire extinguisher and hit the zombie who continued to attack. He slammed it against its head before it then fell back, but another immediately took its place. Joon-Yeong did the same thing although he messed up a bit before he ended up with another window. One of the nearby zombies grabbed his hair, causing Joon-Yeong to move back away from them. Ji-min rushed forward to throw some weak objects at them. Cheong-san pushed her gently to the side, "let's move the desks!"

"Block it." They then began to barricade that part of the room to prevent them from going in.

"Fuck! That scared the hell out of me!" Dae-su yelled out as he moved away and gave Wu-Jin a chair. Gyeong-su held one side, while Cheong-san held the other. Wu-Jin had his back against the table to push it back.

"Block it." Cheong-san stood up on the desk and grabbed the chairs that Dae-su was passing to him. The other began to barricade the doors. Joon-Yeong stood back looking as if he was about to hurl, he looked at his hands as they shook.

On-jo was about to help out when Na-yeon grabbed her arms, "Where's the phone? I'll try calling again."

"I dropped it."

"How could you lose it!" Yelled Na-yeon and pushed On-jo's arms away harshly.

"Who cares about that right now? This is more urgent." Gyeong-su said as he passed by to grab a table.

"Who are you to butt in?" Na-yeon turned to Gyeong-su. Everyone paused to look at them.

"What?"

"It's because you didn't hold the door. If you had, the gym teacher wouldn't have gotten in. We almost died because of you." Gyeong-su looked away from her bothered, "Then maybe you should've held the door."

"You're a fucking asshole."

Gyeong-su set the table down as he was about to go catch hands with Na-yeon.

"Gyeong-su."

"You bitch." Gyeong-su reached out to grab Na-yeon's from her arm, Na-yeon moved away to get out of his grasp, "How dare you touch me?"

"Gyeong-su chill, Na-yeon keep that mouth of yours shut."

"Fight after you move these. This isn’t the right time for a dispute.” Ji-min said as she looked over at them.

"She's right. Stop it."

"Fight after we finish this, gyeong-su."

I-sak moved over to Gyeong-su and guided him back away from Na-yeon.

"This is so annoying!" Na-yeon kicked a chair away and went to lean on a table as she pulled her tie off. Gyeong-su stood to the side, Joon-Yeong was still deep in thought, and Na-yeon was off to the side having a small tantrum moment. Soon after everyone went back into helping barricade the room. On-jo grabbed a chair but paused as she looked around the room. On-jo looked over at Hwa-young once she noticed that Hwa-young kept glancing over at the door.

"Where's Su-hyeok and Min-jee? Has anyone seen them?'

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airbendertendou · 9 months ago

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Can you make gyeongsu x reader? Fluff or something like

AFTERNOON TiCKET! ♡ han gyeongsu

synopsis : you aren’t dating. why does everyone keep asking that?

pre-apocalypse

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a head hits your shoulder as the noise of the cafeteria echoes around you. gyeongsu’s hair tickles your neck as you converse with suhyeok. he looks to your right and smirks before continuing to eat his lunch.

you jostle your right shoulder, only smiling at the unhappy groan you receive. “you have to eat, too, you know.”

gyeongsu lets out a huff, his chilled nose brushing against your neck as he stretches. sleepy eyes barely open, only prying his mouth open just slightly. you grin, holding the food up to his mouth so he can eat.

“so,” cheongsan eyes you both, “how long will it be now? a few months or…?”

you chew on the food in your mouth, placing some in gyeongsu’s right after. “for what?”

the table goes silent as gyeongsu sits up. he yawns, taking a sip of your drink before rubbing his eyes. “what are we talking about again?”

it’s daesu who answers despite the others telling him not to speak. “you’re dating.”

“well—“

the bell rings before gyeongsu can say more.

——♡——

you clean off the desks, eyes bouncing to gyeongsu and cheongsan as they giggle and sweep the floor. onjo nudges you as she walks by, a sly look on her face. isak trails up beside her, a damp washcloth swinging in her hands.

“so…”

you pause from your cleaning to look up at them. isak gestures to the gray hoodie you wear. “it’s official, then? this is how you tell everyone?”

your face heats immediately as you turn frantically, making sure your conversation wasn’t overheard. you pat their arms tenderly yet desperately. “shut up! shush, shhh!”

“sorry!” onjo giggles to herself as she pulls isak away. “have fun!”

gyeongsu stands behind you now, your bag and his slung over his shoulder. he looks over your figure, clad in his own hoodie with a grin. “ready to head home?”

you trek behind gyeongsu slowly, eyeing the way his empty hand swings. you ache to hold it — can feel the phantom touch of his fingers twining into your own. “date me.”

the words come out before you can stop them. gyeongsu pauses and you think you should take it back — say you hadn’t spoke at all. his head tilts and it’s so endearing you could cry.

“officially.” you pick at your nails nervously as gyeongsu stands in front of you. “be my boyfriend, please.”

gyeongsu’s mouth falls open before he snaps it back shut. he’s going to reject you, your throat closes up. you’ve ruined everything. “i— thought we were already dating.”

a confused silence bubbles around you now. gyeongsu stares at you as you stare at him. his fingers inch to yours and he grabs your hand, giving it a gentle squeeze with a smile. “the first time you held my hand on the way home. you were mine, i thought.”

you gulp, “oh.” and then you laugh, tugging him closer as your empty hand clutches onto his chest. “i think we’re stupid.”

gyeongsu deepens his voice dramatically, into a silly tone before placing his forehead to yours. “stupid in love.”

you shove him away with a grin, smile widening when he only brings you closer once more.

——♡——

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━━━ 'CHAPTER FOUR' [WHEN DAWN BREAKS]

SYNOPSIS ➢ a fast-spreading outbreak soaks the school in blood. quite literally & figuratively.

PAIRING ➢ lee suhyeok x male!reader

AU ➢ enemies-to-lovers au!

CONTENT WARNING ➢ this chapter contains; classism, homophobia, bullying, embarrassment, mentions of gore, blood, cannibalism [let me know if i missed any!]

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[DAY OF THE OUTBREAK…]

sitting at your front door, tying your shoes, you can't shake the feeling that something's off. last night's sleep was weirdly quiet - no dreams, no whispers in your ear, no memories bubbling up to the surface. just a big, empty space where your subconscious usually runs wild. it's unnerving, to be honest. you're used to your mind being a bit of a battlefield, even when you're sleeping. but last night, it was like someone hit the mute button. and now you're left wondering if this is what it's like when... well, when it's all over. is it just silence? nothingness?

the thought sends a shiver down your spine. you're not sure what's more unsettling - the idea of an afterlife that's just a blank slate, or the possibility that last night was just a weird fluke. either way, you can't shake the feeling that something's shifted, and you're not sure what's coming next.

your father's footsteps broke the spell, and you refocused on tying your shoes as the TV droned on in the background. the familiar sounds of his morning routine were comforting - washing dishes, drinking tea, and making job calls. occasionally, he'd cook breakfast, a rare treat when finances allowed. you'd learned to supplement your meals with snacks from school, stashing them away for weekends.

as the news anchor spoke, a name caught your attention - "missing student from hyosan high" - and you turned to see the scientist teacher's son on screen. but before you could process the news, your father's gruff voice cut in, "what'd you do to your hair?" his question was a stark reminder of your own daily struggles. you hesitated, a sheepish shrug your only response. the salt spray you'd applied to enhance your natural texture had slipped your mind, but the 35 anxious glances in the mirror hadn't. you'd sought validation in your reflection, ensuring the subtle waves framed your face just so. "just wanted to, uh, try something different," you mumbled, the words trailing off like a hesitant confession.

your father's gaze lingered for a moment, as if searching for a hidden meaning, before he turned away, disappearing into his room. the unspoken dismissal was clear: time to head out. with a quiet sigh, you grabbed your bag and slipped out the door, leaving the uncertainty of your father's reaction behind, like a lingering whisper in the morning air.

as you locked the door, a spark of excitement ignited. you headed down the steps with enthusiasm, careful not to trip. today was a first: ditching the bus for your bike. it was a small change, but one that filled you with unexpected joy. the prospect of feeling the wind and sun on your face was exhilarating. you smiled at how something so simple had awakened a sense of adventure. your feet hit the concrete with a loud thud, and as you looked up, three imposing figures loomed before you. their black coats billowed behind them like dark wings, and their smiles seemed to hold a sinister intent. you knew exactly who they were - and your heart sank. one of them concealed a bat behind his back, and your excitement was replaced with icy fear. paralyzed, you couldn't even think of calling the police. your father's words still lingered in your mind: "if you want me to live, let them beat me." the memory of his scolding made your stomach twist with anxiety. the men simply walked past you and began to head to the door you once came from only seconds ago. with shaking hands, you hastily untied your bike and stuffed the chain into your backpack, desperate to escape the ominous scene unfolding before you.

as you entered the classroom, your gaze instinctively sought out choi namra, your deskmate and sole point of reference. the murmur of conversations momentarily subsided as you took your seat, but you stood firm, refusing to be swayed by the subtle scrutiny of your peers. today, you had made a deliberate choice to style your hair, sweeping it aside to reveal your face in a departure from your usual disheveled appearance. the tangled locks that often obscured your features were now neatly parted, with wavy bangs framing your tired eyes. just as you settled into your chair, a gentle voice pierced the air, speaking from behind namra, who was engrossed in her textbooks. onjo's warm, kind eyes met yours, accompanied by a soft smile and a subtle thumbs-up. "y/n-ah, you look great today," she said, her words catching you off guard with their sincerity. a spark of surprise ignited within you, leaving you momentarily breathless. did she just say.. great?

your eyes only blankly blinked at her words until you cleared your throat, “w-what?” you asked. unfortunately, the sound of a high-pitched voice had cut off onjo’s next words. “yah!” the entire classroom was now facing a pink-cardigan-wearing nayeon who angrily stepped towards her desk. to which, he was surrounded by wujin and his friends. “get off of there. you stink,” she commanded to gyeongsu, who was sitting on top of her desk. your eyebrows raised at the interaction, gyeongsu hopped off the abnormally upset girl's desk. “oh, okay. my bad,” he spoke with a slight confusion in her tone. he proceeds to wipe off any excess ‘stink’ that he might have left, nayeon raises her voice once again at this. “cut it out! you're so dirty,” she shouts in disgust while moving her backpack away from him. to say that nayeon was privileged was an understatement, but you knew that already. “what the hell is your problem?” gyeongsu murmurs before taking a step forward in rising annoyance.

luckily, his friend cheongsan wraps his arms around his shoulder and tells him to just let it go. knowing that arguing with a disdainful girl like nayeon was practically a suicide mission. before the situation could escalate for the worse, the teacher stepped foot into the classroom. signaling everyone to stop chatting and head to their respective seats.

as the chairs scraped against the floor, your gaze wandered to the window. a tiny mosquito buzzed against the pane, trying to get in. this reminded you of what those threatening men called your father - a mosquito. they said he was a nuisance who took risks and left problems behind. you wondered why your father never talked about his life, before or now. he kept his secrets to himself, never sharing anything you wanted to know. his silence was frustrating, and you wished he would open up.

“alright everyone, c'mon bring up the phones.” your teacher announced. everyone piled to the front to bring their phones, it wasn't something you cared for. the only person you would text nowadays should be your father. if he didn't get a new one every other week that is.

with what money? you never did ask.

when everyone finishes turning their phones in the teacher, being as intelligent as she is, texts the classroom group chat and you suddenly hear a notification sound coming from right in front of you. your long-ago friend, wujin, and to the right of him, was daesu. who quickly looked behind him and looked at namra and you. pretending it was you two who had their phone still, however the entire class knew it was him. including your teacher. “daesu, seriously?” a voice asked in disbelief as the rest of the class laughed at his failed scheme so early in the morning.

the teacher began to go on about english studies and you tried your best to focus this time. to put in effort and change your lifestyle around. you're gonna be the best version of yourself, you're tired of trying to blend in and be accepted, and you will exceed in everything you do your studies, the way you carry yourself, everything. today was the day when you no longer lived in fear and humiliation. the new you was something you are ready for and you're starting to no longer care if others aren't. “y/n-ah!” your head snapped up to the teacher who smiled at you and pointed at your hair, “you look so handsome, wow.” to say your cheeks heat up in embarrassment was an understatement, the class had quiet giggles and all eyes were on you once again. you nodded your head and awkwardly cleared your throat. “let's see… how about you give me your take on individuality, in this case?” she points to the chalkboard where she wrote her previous inquisitions.

with a surge of determination, you straightened your posture, shedding the timid persona that had held you back for so long. just 24 hours ago, you were a different person, but now, you were ready to evolve. taking a deep breath, you began to speak, your voice steady and clear. "um, in this character's case, …she lacks the idea of being her own person. she feeds off of what her friends decide at every moment.." you carefully avoided eye contact with your classmates, focusing intently on your words. "meaning that she kinda sets herself up for disappointment when her results don't match her peers." as you finished speaking, you felt a sense of pride and accomplishment. your teacher's eyebrows shot up in surprise, and a moment of silence hung in the air before she responded, "perfect answer." the words hung in the air like a badge of honor, a testament to your growth and newfound confidence.

suddenly, her eyes darted to the other side of the classroom and her gleeful demeanor changed instantly to a sternful one. “you, bare-su, stand up.” everyone's eyes shot to the back of the class, except yours. “what's with ‘bare-su’?” she asks as he stands up and everyone laughs once again but a little louder now. as you stare out the window, the uncomfortable conversation fades into the background. you'd rather not dwell on the past or revisit old emotions.

the warm sunbeams streaming through the glass wrap around you, and your mind begins to wander. a familiar figure pedals into your daydream - the boy from the bike shop, with eyes like a fox and dark hair that makes your heart skip a beat. the memory of him is a balm to your soul, a sight that soothes your eyes and stirs your pulse. the thought of seeing him again sends a thrill through you, and you can't help but wonder when your paths will cross once more.

kyungho, kyungho, kyungho…

the name stuck to you while you gaze at nothing in the classroom. “oh yeah? what did y/n just say then?” the teacher's question cut through the air, snapping you back to reality as it echoed off the wooden classroom walls. suhyeok's eyes widened in surprise, his gaze fixed on you as if seeing you in a new light. your hair, styled differently, and your eyes, no longer hidden, seemed to have caught him off guard. as his gaze met yours, you quickly looked away, pretending not to care, trying to conceal the flutter in your chest. you didn't want him to think you still had feelings for him, that his presence still affected you.

“he uh… he said..”

just as suhyeok was about to speak, hyeonju burst into the classroom, her shocking appearance captivating everyone's attention. her face was pale, with blood trickling down her cheeks and lips. gasps filled the room as the teacher called out her name, but hyeonju collapsed to the ground, unresponsive. classmates rushed to her side, forming a circle around her as ms. park rushed to her aid. you remained seated, stunned, as ms. park cradled hyeonju's limp body, her face a picture of brutal injury. it looked like she had been hit by a car, with deep gashes and bruises covering her skin. the room was filled with worried murmurs and shocked expressions, as everyone struggled to process the scene unfolding before them.

you stood slowly from your seat when you heard someone ask their friend beside them “did she just say the science teacher drugged her?” your heart dropped. you had had some odd conversations with the science teacher before. him asking you to stay a bit after class and telling you if you felt like you needed to defend yourself from others, to always fight back, and then they’ll leave you alone.

little did he know that you have already done that and it still didn't exactly solve your crisis. you would just nod and awkwardly look away before saying you had to be home soon or else your father was going to come looking for you, even if you both knew, he probably wouldn't. on certain days, the man's demeanor shifted to one of frantic urgency, as he emphasized the harsh principles of survival of the fittest. his intensity was unsettling, leaving you concerned about his well-being. before you could ask if he was okay, he would dismiss you, leaving your questions unspoken. reflecting on these encounters, you revisited the memories, searching for any subtle signs that might have hinted at his inner turmoil.

“we gotta get her up, can you get up, hyeonju-ah?” the teacher tried speaking calmly, but every student in the room knew she was frightened just as much as you all were. “i'll carry her,” suhyeok offered, and began carrying the drifting girl on his back with isak and onjo following out shortly behind. ms. park closed the sliding door, leaving all the students to gather in small groups and discuss what they had just witnessed.

the lunch bell's gentle chime echoed through the school's corridors, signaling the start of the midday break. students sprang into action, eager to escape their classrooms. but you lingered, lost in thought, as you made your way out. questions swirled in your mind: what was wrong with hyeonju? why were people blaming the science teacher? would she recover? and then, a nagging doubt: was suhyeok really looking at me-

you looked up to see cheolsu, a quiet boy often overlooked by his peers, crumpled on the floor. he winced in pain, his eyes wide with surprise, as if your accidental stare had been a physical blow. "oh, cheolsu, are you okay?" you asked, offering a helping hand and lifting him up with ease. the height difference between you two was striking, with cheolsu's slouched posture making him appear even smaller. "ugh, s-sorry...i was in a rush," he stuttered, his eyes cast downward, a habitual gesture that spoke volumes about his struggles.

you shook your head and apologized, "no, sorry, my fault, I wasn't paying attention." as you took a deep breath, your gaze lingered on the scabs around his neck, a subtle hint of a hidden struggle. sensing your notice, he seemed to shield his secret, and you instinctively covered the area with a gentle touch, pretending to rub his neck. seeking to shift the focus, you asked, "heading to the cafeteria?" but he sidestepped your question, his eyes locking onto your hair as he asked, "what's up with your hair?" the familiar criticism stung, a reminder of the constant scrutiny you'd been facing.

“j-just uh,” you hesitate, “doing something different,” you responded while clearing your throat, trying oh so desperately to avoid the awkward ambiance. cheolsu stared at your new look for a few more seconds until he looked at something behind you, his eyes widened before moving to the wall quickly. bewildered by his action, turning to see someone you despised. myunghwan, walking with changhoon smirked as they looked in both of your directions.

your heart sank as you turned to face myunghwan, his smug expression making your blood boil. changhoon, walked alongside him, a sneer twisting his features. you felt cheolsu's tension beside you, his eyes fixed on the duo with a mixture of wariness and hostility.

"look at this," myungwhan stated. they snickered to one another. you rolled your eyes and looked away trying to keep yourself neutral despite the growing unease in your chest. myunghwan chuckled, his eyes gleaming with amusement. his gaze roved over your new appearance, his expression dripping with disdain. "i see, you're trying to.. reinvent yourself," you rolled your eyes, fists clenched. “fuck off.”

but myunghwan just laughed, his eyes glinting with malice. "what, y/n? you gonna defend your new boyfriend? how cute.." you felt a surge of anger at his jab, but cheolsu's warning glance kept you from responding. changhoon, however, seemed eager to stir up more trouble. "yeah, what's going on between you two? you're not...together, are you?"

the air seemed to thicken with tension as myunghwan's smirk grew wider. you knew you had to defuse the situation before it escalated further. but how? you felt a familiar knot in your stomach as myunghwan's smirk seemed to grow roots, digging deeper into your skin. "what's going on here?" a soft voice interrupted, slicing through the thick air.

you turned to see a quiet figure emerging from the crowd, their eyes fixed on changhoon with a mixture of curiosity and wariness.

myunghwan's smirk faltered, and for a moment, you saw a glimmer of uncertainty. "just having a little chat," he said, his tone dripping with false nonchalance. the nurse's gaze lingered on myunghwan before shifting to you and cheolsu. "looks like a pretty one-sided conversation to me." the air seemed to vibrate with unspoken words, and you sensed a hidden dynamic at play. myunghwan's eyes narrowed, but the nurse's calm demeanor didn't waver. you looked down to see a rather odd looking infection on the nurses arm. her arm turning an almost black color, her neck twitching. cheolsu and you shared a look of concern, “um..m-miss…” cheolsu couldn't bring himself to ask so he simply pointed at her revealing forearm.

but before he could say another word, the nurse's eyes rolled back in her head, revealing only whites. her body began to twitch and convulse, her limbs flailing wildly like a puppet on a broken string. her skin turned a sickly shade of green, as moldy bread and dark veins bulge beneath the surface like twisted rivers. a low, guttural moan escaped her lips, growing louder and more menacing with each passing moment. she lunged at changhoon, her fingers grasping for his face like claws, her teeth snapping wildly with almost animalistic hunger. changhoon screamed, his voice high-pitched and terrified, as the nurse's zombie form tackled him to the ground. her hands closed around his head, her fingers digging into his hair like talons. cheolsu stumbled backward, tripping over his own feet as he desperately tried to escape the horror unfolding before him. his eyes were wide with fear, his face pale and sweaty. “what the…?”

suddenly the nurse took a huge chunk of the screaming boys cheek with her teeth. his screams reached new heights as he frantically tried to shake off the nurse's grip, but she held firm. his eyes widened in terror as he realized the nurse's eyes had turned a strange, almost feral gray. just as suddenly as it had begun, the nurse released her grip on the boy's cheek, and he stumbled backward, clutching at the wound. myungwhan saw the opportunity to shove her however, she had other plans. she rushed at him next but myungwhan turned around and shoved you while swiftly running away down the hallway. where many students were gathered around eyeing the intense and gorey happening just seconds ago. they all screamed and began to scatter, seeing that now changhoon was thrashing on the ground uncontrollably.

you hold your shoulder with your right hand, myungwhan had shoved you with full force causing your shoulder to ache and sting. you wince as you quickly gather yourself. you grabbed cheolsu’s arm, pulling him away from the chaos with a strength that was almost desperate. "we need to get out of here, now!" you yelled, dragging him down the hallway as the sound of the nurse's moans echoed behind you, growing fainter but no less terrifying.

cheolsu stumbled after you, your heart racing with fear. the hallway seemed to stretch on forever, the lockers and classrooms blurring together in a mad whirl of color and sound. you could hear the distant moans of people, growing fainter but still echoing through the corridors like a chilling reminder of the horror you'd just witnessed.

"wait, slow down!" he yelled, his voice hoarse from fear.

you didn't listen. your eyes were fixed on the outside quad, you could hear the distant moans and screams, growing louder with every step. you wrenched open the doors and shoved cheolsu first outside before you. "close it! close it!" you shouted, following close behind. as you shut the doors, you see students screaming inside and running into classrooms. panting, you gripped your shoulder once again in pain, while you both noticed people running away outside as well. “shit,” you cursed. “run! everyone run!” you turned to hear a girl screaming while running across the schools soccer field only to get tackled by two other bloodied peers. cheolsu shared a look with you before you both ran toward the outside set of stairs of the school as the infected horde burst through the doors you were once holding behind you.

climbing up the stairs, step by step, you felt weightless until a sudden jolt sent you flying. your body rolled and bounced, landing with a sickening crack on your shoulder. the pain was excruciating, and your scream echoed through the staircase as you finally came to rest at the bottom. gritting your teeth, you opened your eyes to see the cause of your fall: a girl with black braided pigtails, her leg twisted at an unnatural angle, bone protruding from her skin. her eyes, bloodshot and wild, locked onto yours as she gurgled and began to crawl towards you with an unnatural speed. you rolled onto your side, desperate to escape, but she climbed on top of you, her grip on your sweater tightening as she pulled herself up to your face. with a surge of adrenaline, you grabbed a nearby rock with your one good hand and swung it behind you, connecting with a sickening crunch.

in a stroke of luck, the rock sent the girl flying onto the grass, momentarily freeing you. as you gazed up, cheolsu remained paralyzed on the same step, his eyes wide with shock. “cheolsu, help-” you yelled, but the girl latched onto your ankle, attempting to sink her teeth in. you grunted, shaking her off with a series of swift kicks. cheolsu's horror-stricken expression lingered as the girl scaled you once more, her relentless grip unyielding. trying to wriggle free from the girls grasps, you look around quickly to find anything to get away.

just as all hope seemed lost, a fleeing girl accidentally collides with your attacker, diverting her attention. seizing the opportunity, you broke free from the infected girl's grasp. you looked up to see cheolsu's fleeting glance before he turned tail and sprinted up the stairs, abandoning you. “wait, w-where are you going?” you shouted, alarm rising in your voice.

as cheolsu vanished from sight, you sprang to your feet, still reeling from the harrowing encounter. but your relief was short-lived, as another classmate - bloodied and bizarre - began to stir across the school yard. his eyes locked onto yours with a menacing glare, and he charged towards you with a ferocious intensity, plowing through others in his path. his bloody mouth twisted into a snarl as he sprinted closer, and you gasped in terror, bracing yourself for the impending impact. but just as he launched himself into the air, something unexpected happened - a shocking savior appeared out of nowhere, sparing you from the brink of disaster. your eyes widened in astonishment as you turned to behold the last person you ever expected to save your skin.

“we gotta move! come on,” suhyeok grabbed your good arm and pulled you alongside him. you grunted while running feeling a sharp pain every time you moved your body to keep up. you noticed he wasn't alone, choi namra was beside him as well. you never seen her face in any other emotion besides serious. right now, it was horrified.

"what's.. what the fuck is going on?" you panted, wincing in pain as suhyeok's grip tightened around your arm. "what's happening to everyone?"

suhyeok didn't answer, his eyes fixed on some point ahead as he dragged you through the chaotic school yard. choi namra kept pace beside him, her horrified expression never wavering. her eyes darted towards you, and for a fleeting moment, you saw a flicker of concern before her mask of seriousness slipped back into place.

"let me fucking go!" you demanded, trying to keep up with suhyeok's frantic pace. you ripped your arm away from him as you kept running.

"hurry up,," he gritted out, his jaw clenched in determination. "we need to get out of here, now." as you ran, the sounds of mayhem grew louder - screams, crashes, and an eerie, unsettling laughter that sent shivers down your spine. you risked a glance over your shoulder, and what you saw made your blood run cold. the school yard was descending into chaos. students were attacking each other, their eyes vacant, their movements jerky and unnatural. some teachers tried to intervene, but they were vastly outnumbered. the once-familiar surroundings were now a war zone, with desks overturned, windows shattered, and debris scattered everywhere.

suhyeok yanked you back into a sprint, his grip on your arm like a vice. "don't look back!" he yelled. "keep moving!" choi namra kept pace beside him, her eyes scanning their surroundings with a mix of fear and determination. "we need to find a safe place to hide," she shouted above the din. suhyeok nodded, his eyes fixed on a point ahead. "there!"

he led you towards the ladder that was leading up to a window in the school building. you all rushed towards it, once close enough you pushed namra to go first, “go, try to open-”

“no, its not safe. i'll go,” suhyeok states before moving her aside and beginning to climb the ladder, you attempted to hold back an eye-roll. if namra and you were down by where the crazy students were, how were you guys safer..?

you didn't ask the question aloud, as there was no time to bicker over insignificant things. suddenly, you seen two figures barreling towards you and namra. “namra, go up, now!” you grabbed her hand and hoisted her onto the ladder, “go! climb!” you seen suhyeok was being pulled into the window, quickly going back to reach for namra. as namra's feet disappeared into the window, you felt a surge of relief wash over you. but it was short-lived, as you saw suhyeok's eyes widen in terror. "hurry! hurry!" he shouted, his voice strained. you turned to him and tried as quickly as possible to climb with two legs and one working arm. you could hear then snarling as you went upward, when you start to feel the ladder tipping back and forth. the weight of the two men making the ladder almost fold under the pressure, “come on! you got it!”

suhyeoks voice rung through your ears, the burning in your shoulder making you wanna just give up, as you reach your arm for the next step, you suddenly feel yourself being grabbed and hoisted upwards. your body feeling light when you came through the window. suhyeok pulled you with all his might and the pull carried you both to the nearby wall. you stumbled into your dimly lit english classroom, gasping for breath. suhyeok slammed the windows shut behind you, leaning against them to catch his breath. choi namra stood guard, her eyes fixed on the doors as if waiting for the inevitable. you leaned against a nearby wall, your mind reeling with questions.

“so? whats going on out there?” nayeon asked impatiently. out of breath, you held onto to your shoulder gently. everyone out of breath or staring was quiet. no one dared to speak. “are you deaf?” she shouted with a voice crack.

“shut up,” you muttered. everyone's eyes were glued to you now. “what?” she asked with disbelief, folding her arms over her chest. you closed your eyes while holding in tears because of the pain in your shoulder. “i said…shut up.” you repeated with vigor this time. standing upwards nonchalantly while looking at the doors who were being held by your classmates. “oh you little piece of-”

“stop it! both of you! now's not the time for this!” jimin shouted. you winced again with a heavy breath this time. once again all the attention turned towards you. “what happened to you?” onjo asked while walking towards you, only to be stopped by her best friend, cheongsan. onjo glared at him before removing his arm, however choosing to still stand beside him.

“i fell,” they stared at you for more information, “down the stairs outside. one of those..things tackled me.” upon being further informed the students all seemed to be getting more nervous.

“oh..my god. what the hell are they?”

the two girls huddled in the corner with freak-struck facial expressions. meanwhile gyeongsu looked like his arms were gonna break from holding the door from opening. “don't you know? theyre.. zombies.”

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Auld Lang Syne || Chapter Two

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Chapter Two

"Don't tell Ms. Park."

Gyeong-Su watches you rummage through the drawers in the infirmary, torn between confusion and an odd sense of fascination as you swipe bandages, creams and other loose items into your bag.

"Assuming whatever is wrong with Hyeon-Ju can't be spread, I'll return everything to Ms. Kim later and apologise. And I'll take complete responsibility if anyone asks," you explain in a hushed voice.

"Not that I'm hoping things will go bad, but I think it'd be good to have some supplies on hand just in case, you know?"

Gyeong-Su bites down his grin when you look over your shoulder with an almost sheepish expression. As if suddenly struck by your nervous rambling.

Your cheeks are flushed, and your nose is crinkled and everything happening is so unlike you but still so cute that Gyeong-Su reminds himself to thank Bare-Su for shoving him after you when he did. Even if he's now involved in whatever this is.

Truth be told, if it were anyone else raiding the infirmary just now, Gyeong-Su would've intervened right away. Told them to stop what they were doing before alerting Ms. Park or Ms. Kim once she was back, but it's you.

You wouldn't be Vice President if you didn't have everyones' best interest at heart and didn't think things through.

And if what happened this morning with Hyeon-Ju has you rattled enough to gather some supplies for your class, just in case, than who is Gyeong-Su to stop you?

You said you'd return it later anyway and apologise to both the school nurse and your homeroom teacher, and maybe Gyeong-Su's a little biased, but you're not exactly the deceitful type.

Besides being smart and sensible, you're honest, kind and so very pret–

"–Don't worry VP., your secret is safe with me," he says finally, saddling up to your side and, daringly, plucking the tube of anti-sceptic cream from your hand to shove into his pocket. A show of camaraderie in this odd endeavour of yours.

"Still never thought I'd catch you stealing from school, though," he can't help but tease. "How scandalous."

Ms. Kim wasn't in here when you arrived, and neither was Hyeon-Ju.

You'd seen her loaded into the back of an ambulance, Ms. Kim likely helping her. So call it a split second decision, but you figured now was as good a time as any to get some supplies while you had the chance.

You were just lucky Gyeong-Su, somehow following after you, was the kind of person to trust first and then ask questions later.

"Is it stealing when I said I'd return it later?" you retaliate, lip beginning to curl.

"And since you're here, hiding some cream in your pocket, doesn't that make you an accomplice? If I'm stealing, what are you doing, huh?"

Gyeong-su swallows down the laughter that catches in his chest, surprised by the teasing lilt in your tone.

He doesn't argue back, though.

He's too fixated by the small, relieved, smile you flash his way as you resume your search.

When you slide back into your seat, Nam-Ra doesn't point out that you've come back with no cleaning supplies nor does she comment about how much heavier your bag is when you hook it back onto your side.

Instead, your very kind and very merciful Class President arches a brow that says I hope you know what you're doing before she turns back to her work, deciding not to bother.

It's expected of her, really, and for the first time since you've set out to befriend her, you're glad for it.

Because you're not sure how to explain what you did in the infirmary.

On the other side of the room, your accomplice doesn't say anything about the first aid supplies in your bag and in his pockets either when he settles back into his seat.

Gyeong-Su doesn't even tell Cheong-San, whose eyes flit between the two of you with an almost delighted glint in them which you firmly ignore, thinking over the risky gamble you just took.

You hope, if the supplies aren't necessary after all that you can apologise to your homeroom teacher and the school nurse in private.

Because if someone like Joon-Yeong or Dae-Su found out what you'd done, caught a whiff of the irrational fear behind your actions than you wouldn't hear the end of it.

You may be our Vice-President, you can imagine Joon-Yeong chiding you. But this is ridiculous!

Fortunately for you, Ms. Park isn't in class when you return so there was no need to explain where you'd gone off too.

In fact, when she returns (which is a lot later than you were expecting), she doesn't question why everyone is huddled in the groups that they're in or why most of the class is congregated around I-Sak.

If anything, she's more focused on grabbing the locked box containing all your phones, something not everyone notices.

"Can I have my phone back?" Na-Yeon asks, eyes beginning to narrow as she picks at her chipped nail polish.

Immediately, all eyes are back on her, but Ms. Park wouldn't be a teacher if she didn't know how to remain undaunted by the weight of your stares because she presses her lips into a thin line, clutching the box even tighter.

"I'll be deciding on whether to return your phones after lunch," she says finally, after a moment.

"I'll be meeting with the rest of the faculty to discuss what's happened, but given the delicate nature of this morning–it would be best for the school to address this situation first before I give you back your phones. This is so you don't prematurely give out the wrong information."

You understand her reasoning, of course, but you don't like it. And judging from the frowns from a few others, you're not the only one. But Ms. Park is the teacher, so what else can you do?

Slowly, your eyes drift from your teacher back over to Gyeong-Su who seems to be ignoring an inquisitive Cheong-San, and you find that if there's any consolation, it's that you don't have to hand in the supplies you're both carrying just yet.

Of course, it seems your luck has run its course because just when he turns back to meet your gaze, eyes sparkling in that see? I haven't told kinda way, Ms. Park calls out to you and Dae-Su as the bell begins to the ring.

"Can you two find something to clean up Hyeon-Ju's blood, please?" she asks, turning out the door before you can object.

Nam-Ra laughs lowly by your side as you splutter, because she's sadistic like that. In fact, you take what you said earlier back. Your Class President isn't kind or merciful. And you hope she can read it just as well on your face as you flick her ear when you pass her by.

Dae-Su waves you over to his table with a grin as you join him, laughing at the sour face you're making before you leave together.

And going on this unplanned excursion would've been fine, you think, if not for the fact that by the time you and Dae-Su do find the nearest custodian closet, that's when the screaming starts.

#intothemultifandom #auld lang syne fic #gyeongsu x reader #aouad x reader #aouad fanfic #all of us are dead #han gyeong su

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