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The dimming sunrays drip through the bathroom windows, as Iyana strokes Iseul's hair comfortingly.
"Did I tell you that she kissed me?" Iseul mindlessly mumbles to her older sister.
Iyana's face scrunches up at the soft-spoken information, "Were you hallucinating, or was it against her free will?"
"Bitch, really? Right now?"
"You're right, my bad," Iyana apologizes with quickness realizing the rare, heartwarming moment they are sharing.
"Now, like I was saying," Iseul rolls her eyes releasing a small huff, "she kissed me, I finally got what I wanted and I fucking ran from her. I don't know what happened I-I panicked." The regret races through her mind as she nibbles on her trembling lip.
"Maybe you weren't all that prepared as you tried to convince yourself." The wise words reach Iseul's ears as she ponders on the statement.
"I guess I just... I want her to want me without chasing her down for it. It hurts to feel like I care more than she does, you know? But I'll wait for her as long as it takes," she mindlessly confesses her heart's whispers full of vulnerability and a determined spirit. "Unless a zombie fucking eats me first."
"And here I was about to say I was proud of you," Iyana sighs jokingly. "But I mean it, Iseul. Proud to see it."
"Thanks." She gives her sister a smile beaming with thankfulness.
"You're welcome, now get off me." Iyana's smile drops with quickness. She shoves Iseul's body to the side before she stretches her legs.
"Bitch!"
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The silver moonlight shines through the window as the teens idly sit as time passes by.
"Do you know where the juniors are?" The female archer inquires as she rests below the window pane.
As Iseul opens her mouth to answer she is beaten to the punch by Mi-jin.
"I don't know." She bluntly answers unhelpfully while playing with her lighter, "They're all zombies. It's not like they'd stay with their classmates."
A frown forms on both sisters as they ponder the well-being of the youngest. She happens to reside in the junior classrooms. Their hearts clench as they hope her humanity remains intact.
The room returns to its previous state, buzzing with silence. That is until Ha-ri's patience boils over as the incessant noise of Mi-jin's lighter lies heavily on her nerves.
"Stop that. You're driving me crazy," she begs monotonously.
Mi-jin ignores her before asking a question of her own. "It's dark out now, right?"
"Yeah, it should be," Iseul mumbles in reply.
"Let's go." Mi-jin proposes as she stands on her stained sneakers.
"Let's just leave tomorrow. It's too dark to see anything. We won't see the zombies coming." Jun-seong whines returning to Mi-jin's side.
"Bitch, you made that same excuse earlier. Can someone say pussy?" Iseul confronts the male before getting a hand slapped over her mouth.
"I'm not, it's just... they can sneak up on us," he explains through stutters. Iseul rolls her eyes at the pathetic excuse.
"She's right, you said we should go at night so the zombies won't see us," Mi-jin joins in wearing a plain look on her face.
"People can change their minds," Jun-seong tries to reason.
"Shut it and stand up," Mi-jin orders snarkily. Yet Jun-seong remains on the floor protesting his refusal.
"No, I'm not going."
Mi-jin stares at him in disbelief before giving up on the boy. "Hey. Grab your bow and follow me."
"Shut up, don't do anything," the raven-haired archer retorts eyeing Mi-jin. Iseul's head quickly snaps over in their direction as she mentally prepares herself for a physical altercation.
"That bitch," Mi-jin's voice goes cold as she turns to face her. "Spoken like an athlete."
"What?" The archer's eyebrow raises at the statement.
"Doing nothing is your specialty. You do nothing but shoot arrows, and you go to college and make money. Your life's easy, so you sit on your fucking ass and wait," Mi-jin spits her words harshly.
"Who says shooting arrows gets you into college?" The archer responds as her tolerance for the disrespect begins to diminish.
"Doesn't it?"
"Stop making it obvious you're stupid and stay down, you know nothing." The archer insults.
"I know she didn't just..." Iseul words begin to simmer in the face of her audacity. Her sister eyes her from her boyfriend's lap sensing the hostility in the air.
"You bitch," Mi-jin approaches her shoving her head to the side. Everyone immediately jumps to their feet as they watch the hit connect. Iseul stays to the side checking her updo in preparation to jump in if Mi-jin gets hit.
Mi-jin continues to taunt the female as she plays along with her jab, "Hey, how'd you know I was stupid? Tell me. Is it on Facebook?" Iseul reads the aggressive girl easily knowing this is stemming from a sore spot full of insecurities.
"Stop it, let it go," Jun-seong tries to intervene.
"Why the hell should she let it go?" The male archer easily comes to his comrade's defense. "Ha-ri, don't hold back."
"So that's the bitch's name," Iseul finally notes to herself.
Ha-ri suddenly thrashes forward shoving Mi-jin out of her personal space before winding her palm across Mi-jin's face. "Oh fuck no!" Iseul lunges forward but is yanked back in place by Kyung-soo, under Iyana's orders.
Iseul is forced to watch as her ex-girlfriend is jerked back by her short, black strands. "Ya! Kyung-soo let me go! Iyana tell your bitch to let me go!" Her shouts aren't answered as Kyung-soo's grip tightens.
The tension in the air is thick as Ha-ri and Mi-jin's confrontation escalates, with Iseul struggling against Kyung-soo's hold, unable to intervene. Frustration boils within her as she watches helplessly. In a sudden burst of desperation, Iseul sinks her teeth into the arm of the male student rushing toward the altercation.
"Bitch! Come here!" Iseul lodges her hands within Ha-ri's hair dragging her as Jun-seong grabs ahold of Mi-jin. Her shrieks fly as she hops on Ha-ri's back locking her arms around her throat.
"Alright, Iseul that's enough!" Iyana rushes to remove Iseul from Ha-ri.
Everyone works to keep the three girls far from one another.
"I keep her over here and you guys keep them in separate corners. We will figure out our next moves in the morning! Alright!?" Iyana orders as she's tired of the screams and ready for rest.
The boys silently nod as Iseul blows a strand of hair out of her face. "Fine."
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