y/n pouted, hugging her bag as she listened to on-jo apologise to her and na-yeon throw a tantrum.

"i'm so sorry i lost your phone, y/n..." on-jo apologise, looking at her.

whereas na-yeon on the other hand... "how could you lose the phone! how are we supposed to call emergency now?!"

y/n simply patted on-jo's arm, saying that it was alright. na-yeon continued to show her annoyance and anger, then getting into an argument with gyeong-su. y/n paid no mind to them, finding it useless that they were fighting in the midst of this. 

she glanced over at everyone else, placing the straps of her bag over her shoulders, before helping out place the chairs against the doors and windows. she then felt a tug on her sleeve.

"are you alright? you didn't get hurt?" wu-jin asked worriedly, hands on her shoulders as he checked her face and body for any major injuries. y/n shook her head. 

that's when wu-jin let go,  smacking her on the head vigorously, causing the girl to cower and place her hands over her head as a shield, multiple "ow's" leaving her mouth. 

"dumb, dumb, dumb! do you know how dangerous it is with that stunt you pulled in the hallway! you could've easily been bitten by a zombie and then-"

"ne??? is this wu-jin getting mad at me because he cares for me???" y/n asked, her head tilting to side with a grin on her face.

the boy froze, pink dusting his cheeks as he turned his head to the side. "no..."

"ja! you do!!!" y/n yelled, hugging him. she then placed her hands on his shoulder, stretching them so she was an arm length away from him. "don't worry!! i don't plan on dying anytime soon!! and the plan worked, did it not-"

"you better not die..." she was interrupted by the sound of wu-jin sighing. "cause god knows that if you fucking do, i'll be sad." 

y/n just looked at him, not knowing what to say next. majority of her life, she's been alone, not really having a person to care for her, nor have a person to rely on. her mother died when y/n was at a young age, and all her father did was work and unintentionally neglect her. he even thought that by giving her a daily allowance, they would be fine. she had relatives, an uncle that actually looked after her, but he still had his own family to tend for.

honestly, y/n didn't care that much. she was either wandering around, at the dojo that she trained at, her backyard to throw knives, or at school. and even then, she hadn't made a friend to care about endlessly. she was comforted by her hobbies, finding ease in them as it distracted her from the realities of life. 

though, that changed when she met ha-ri, and then wu-jin.

"oi! lovebirds! help us out and quit staring at each other!" dae-su yelled at the two, snapping them from their thoughts. 

as everyone had finished barricading the doors and windows, they all sat somewhere in the room. the guys sat against the desk blocking the broken window, and the girls scattered as they either sat on a chair, or the floor.

y/n was sitting on the workbench near the wall, her knees propped against her chest as she hugged her bag. 

then, a sudden high pitched squeak could be heard from the speakers, followed by her favourite teacher's voice. 

"students and teachers of hyosan high school, i'm park sun-hwa, the english teacher. something strange is happening throughout the school. some students are attacking others indiscriminately, so please flee and find a safe place."  she spoke through the speakers, her tone slowly becoming concerned and panicked. "and if any student or faculty hears this and is able to, please call the fire department. students find somewhere safe until help arrives. if you can get out of school, please get out. i'll say it again- some students are..."

miss park's voice then began to crack, her words spoken as if she were shaking.

"ya, everyone... you're okay right? you're not hurt? i don't know what's going on in here or how this happened, but... find a safe place and hide." she sounded like she was crying, sniffles being heard throughout the school. "i... i'm sorry. i can't help. don't get hurt, okay?  please stay alive and let's meet again."

her eyes watched the metal object as she flipped it continuously, throwing it into the air up and down. 

y/n was upset. maybe a bit of is because miss park was all by herself in the recording room, and the other part being su-hyeok missing from the group, but i guess... it was mainly because she didn't get to use her knife! her dumbass forgot the she had a pocket knife in her bag this whole time, and only remembered when she was about to leave their classroom (hence why she wanted her bag). 

she missed the opportunity to go on a rampage and start stabbing the zombies in the eyes and such, but oh well. she had more of that to come seeing as there were literally zombies outside of the room she was in.

the girl was suddenly startled by i-sak's appearance near her, the girl looking at herself in the mirror. y/n's eyes widened slightly at the girl's appearance. she was paler than before, her eyes were beginning to look bloodshot red, and blood smeared and trickled down her nose. 

"i-sak? are you okay?" y/n asked, though the girl's question was left as i-sak walked towards on-jo.

"on-jo... i'm not turning... right?" the girl asked, not knowing that she was going to get an answer she didn't want to hear.

"i-sak..." on-jo whispered, tears rimming her eyes as she brought the girl in for a hug, only for i-sak to pull her away.

"i'm not." i-sak tried to tell her, still denying it. "i'm not one of them."

on-jo just hugged the girl again, trying to refrain the tears from escaping her eyes.

"what are you doing!? get out of here?!" na-yeon yelled, looking at i-sak, then to the zombies who began to bang on the window.

i-sak pulled away from on-jo, looking at na-yeon, then to everyone else. "no. i told you i'm not one! come on! i'm alright!"

y/n watched as cheong-san pulled on-jo away from i-sak, stepping back away from the girl as on-jo tried to get the boy's grip off of her. 

"on-jo," i-sak tried to call out, however, she fell onto her knees, then completely collapsing to the floor, face first.

"hurry up do something!"

i-sak's body began to bend and move in different ways, her bones crunching loudly. 

"hurry up, she's turning into a zombie!"

y/n didn't know why she didn't move from her spot, especially when i-sak began to rise up, now standing as her red eyes bore into y/n's ones.

y/n just stared at i-sak's mutated corpse, her knees still bent and hugging her bag. "oh shit."