《Name Tag | Reader X Cheong-San | ALL OF US ARE DEAD FF》Never
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We all ran away, leaving Wu-jin alone in the cold.
Me and On-jo held hands, running away from our worries, but we knew we could never escape them.
I looked behind us, realising that Nam-Ra wasn't following us. "Wait" i called out, "Nam-Ra is gone.."
Su-Hyeok let go of Dae-Su running back while me and On-jo where following him closely.
Then we saw her.
She pressed a body onto the wall, taking bites out of it. I gasped, putting my hand over my mouth. "Why are you here alone?" On-jo asked causing nam-ra to let go of the body, a loud echo roaming the streets as the body fell to the ground.
"Let's go" i continued, feeling a bit uncomfortable. "Stay away from me." She answered mad but her voice was still shaking. "Come on Nam-Ra."
"I told you to stay away!" She yelled, charging at On-jo and pushing her to the ground. Me and Su-hyeok tried pulling her away. Su-hyeok took a shovel ready to hit her, but he couldn't.
Eventually she gave up, now crying loudly. "It's okay Nam-Ra." On-jo calmed, "It,s okay." On-jo was afraid but still forgave her friend.
Nam-Ra stood up, running away. I asked On-jo if she was fine and we all got up looking for our class representative.
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After not finding her we returned to the group, reaching a group of soldiers. They pointed guns at us, and we approached them with our hands up, finally getting to safety.
But I didn't feel complete, not without hin.
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We where brought in bythe police for questioning.
They asked us about the teacher, hoping to find out something about how this all started.
But we didn't trust them, no, we couldn't, not after they have left us to die.
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Even after 4 months of quarantine, the couldn't find out what this virus was about.
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Me and On-jo climbed up the rope we made out if scarfs, entering the abandoned side of our hometown. We held hands walking up to the tree where we left snacks for the People who didn't make it.
I looked at the tree where we hang the ribbons as i recognised mine. "I love you Cheong-San" it said.
Wait..
I looked closer, something else was on it. "I love you too."
"What the hell?!" I said causing On-jo to take a look.
She looked at me shocked and then looked around. "What kind of sick joke is this." She said rolling her eyes. But i knew it wasn't.
"Check this out." On-jo then said pointing to our old school, a fireplace on the roof.
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On-jo and me came back to the camp, looking for Su-hyeok, telling him what we saw.
"I could be wrong, but i think im right."
"Nam-ra said she would make a campfire if we saw each-other again."
We didn't hesitate to go out the same evening looking for our old friend.
Even though we asked su-hyeok not to tell anyone, somehow the whole group ended up going with us.
We entered the highschool seeing dead burnt body's everywhere, such as broken windows and classrooms.
We got to the rooftop, gathering around the fire.
"I wonder who that was."
"Maybe pupils like us, coming back here."
"Or maybe youtubers!"
On-jo told them that it was Nam-Ra and explained why.
"You're here." a voice said catching out attention
We all turned to the unknown voice, only for its owner to be none other than the class representative.
"Nam-ra?!"
Nam-ra walked up to us, a person following her.
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"Cheong-san?" I cracked, tears coming out of my eyes.
He smiled, as i ran to him giving him a hug. I cried not being able to process that he is alive. She could feel it, but she couldn't process it.
She was holding the person she loved the most.
"Come with us guys."
"We can't, we got things to do."
"What things"
"There are many like us. Not human, or monsters."
We tried to get them to come back with us, but they didn't want to, which we learned to respect.
"They are back." She said
Cheong-san gave me a kiss, and ran after Nam-ra leaving us.
This is not the end.
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I am SO sorry for not uploading, but this is the last chapter!! I will probably write a part two when the next season comes out! Thank you all so much for your support!! CHECK OUT MY NEW BOOK OVERCOOKED FOR A LOVE TRIANGLE STORI!!
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