My Confession Was Ruined Because of a Zombie 4

I, I definitely took the medicine but why am I shaking so much? What if I really throw up like this?! As he worried greatly, Taewoong had already reached the back door.

“Uh… Hi?”

“Oh, hi…”

Except for the one time he received help before, Yeoul had no special connection with Taewoong. Their gazes occasionally collided, like a little while ago when Taewoong was playing soccer, but that was it. They weren’t close enough to meet separately like this.

But today, he met Taewoong twice! He was happy and nervous. Not knowing what to do, the corners of his mouth kept twitching involuntarily.

At this rate, he felt like he would smile terribly. Covering his mouth with one hand, he secretly admired tall Taewoong standing in front of him, then suddenly remembered his purpose for coming here. Ahem, he awkwardly fake coughed and lowered his hand.

“Um… Is it okay if I ask what you’re doing after the graduation ceremony?”

Please don’t have any plans. No, even if you do, please have like 1 minute to spare. Please! He prayed hard inwardly, and Taewoong trailed off with an “uh”.

“My family is coming so I think we’ll go eat together… Can I ask why you’re asking?”

The thing is, I’m thinking of confessing to you Taewoong, if he said that, he would probably say he has no time. He would get rejected before even confessing.

At Taewoong’s unexpected question, Yeoul agonized over what to say, when Taewoong raised his hand with an “ah”.

“Wait a second. I was actually preparing…”

“Ahhhhh!!”

At the same time as Taewoong turned his body, an ear-piercing scream penetrated their ears. Yeoul was startled and briefly shuddered, then looked in the direction of the sound. The classmate who had been lying face down on the desk until a little while ago was biting into the neck of the friend trying to wake him up.

It’s like being possessed by a zombie movie.

Why is a person ripping another person’s neck? Ah, did I lose my mind from being too happy about my conversation with Nam Taewoong? Seeing the movie-like sight of a person biting a person like a dog, he was dumbfounded.

“…What, what are you doing! Hey!!”

“Fuck, what the hell?!!”

“Why is this bastard so strong?!!”

He was so shocked that his body froze and he could only blankly watch. He saw his friends around them struggling with all their might to separate the screaming friend and the friend biting his neck. At that sight, Yeoul took faltering steps backwards as if possessed.

“…Hey, Choi Yeoul. Go back to your classroom.”

“Ahh!!”

“This bastard really went crazy!!”

“Fuck, stop it!!”

Something seemed to have gone wrong. Taewoong stood completely blocking Yeoul’s front and told him to go back to his class, when the friend whose neck was bitten collapsed weakly.

“…Crazy.”

He bit so hard that half his neck was ripped off. At the neck bones and blood red muscles exposed, and blood pooling on the floor, everyone froze.

As they swallowed dryly looking at their friend who went limp, the friend who had bitten the neck chewed as if chewing gum.

“Graaahhh!!”

Then opening his mouth covered in blood and flesh, he let out a growl like a monster would make, and suddenly bit into the face of another friend trying to separate him. His chubby cheek that had some flesh was ripped off like a cream bun.

“Huurk… Hiiick… M-Mom… Hic…”

The friend who suddenly had half his cheek ripped off screamed piercingly as he fumbled the wounded part of his face. Then he slipped in blood and collapsed weakly. Making a sound like his breath was leaving him, he trembled and scooted away on his butt.

“Grrrrr…”

The friend who had been jerking his head as if having a seizure and chewing something in his mouth with smacking sounds soon gulped and swallowed. He then opened his mouth wide as if demanding to be given more to eat and let out a cry.

Unfocused pupils, blood-red drool dripping from the corners of his mouth, rough breathing like a beast, head tilted to the side, limp arms and hugely heaving chest. He absolutely did not look sane. Everyone in the class closed their mouths in unison.

Tap, tap tap. In the silence where not a single breath could be heard, a light yet heavy tapping sound rang out briefly. Everyone’s gaze followed the sound to the teeth stained completely red with blood, tapping at an irregular speed.

“F-Fuck…”

The moment a curse as small as a sigh escaped someone’s mouth, the friend whose neck was half ripped and head tilted to the side unsteadily got up from the floor.

“Haaahhh…”

“…Zom, bie?”

Is this really a dream? Or is it like, a hidden camera for a graduation special variety show or something? Yeoul whispered as he clung to Taewoong’s arm, who had completely blocked his front at some point. Taewoong lowered his head and looked at Yeoul.

“Zombie?”

Yeoul nodded and looked around for cameras that might be hidden somewhere.

“What, ahhh!!”

“What, what are you doing!!”

“Graaahhh!!”

As he held his breath and assessed the situation, suddenly curses and screams poured out from all directions. At the same time, the friends covered in blood and the friend whose neck was just ripped open gaped their mouths.

“…Grab, them!!”

The two friends who had been still as statues until a moment ago, just like zombies, tried to move. At that, the friends around them quickly grabbed their arms.

“Hey, hurry and do something!!”

“Someone get the teacher!!”

We should somehow do something, but with the sudden situation, panic set in and I don’t know what to do.

Barely holding back the zombies by grabbing their arms, they looked for the teacher who hadn’t been seen for a while.

“Have they gone, ack!!”

Just as someone took out their phone with trembling hands, the arm of the friend holding back the zombie’s arm was suddenly bitten off.

“Grrraaahhhh!”

The friend whose cheek was ripped off earlier also turned into a zombie.

As a new zombie, his body was free. He randomly bit and ripped into screaming friends with his teeth.

“S-Save me!!”

“Ugh… Ahhh!!”

The flesh torn off by the zombies’ teeth and blood splattered everywhere, and the sounds of desks and chairs toppling and screams mixed together.

Taewoong, who had been blankly watching the scene that turned into chaos in an instant, cursed “fuck” and strode into the classroom.

“…Knock it off!!”

At this rate, all the kids in class will become zombies. He took out a mop from the cleaning closet and struck the head of the rampaging zombie with all his might. Kwak! With a heavy sound, the aluminum mop handle bent. The zombie that had been biting and ripping like a starved dog for days collapsed.

Taewoong relentlessly bashed the temple of another zombie flailing between fallen desks and chairs with the bent mop handle.

“This… What was it called, that movie? The one with Gong Yoo and Ma Dong Seok…”

The two zombies that hadn’t budged since falling, one zombie crushed under a desk, the friends gradually turning into zombies while making choking sounds. Taewoong scanned the classroom with bated breath and tossed the completely bent mop handle.

“…Hey, anyone alive?”

Not knowing when the zombies hit on the head would regain consciousness, or when the bitten students would turn into zombies. Like in the movies, the survivors had to stick together.

Taewoong brought the remaining mop, took out the head, and looked at his friends.

“…Uh, me.”

“Yeah yeah.”

Hyunwoo and Seongyong who were in the same class as Taewoong, Jaeseong, and the quiet classmates Minchan and Yubin who barely interacted with him answered quietly. Taewoong sighed in relief and gestured for them to come over. Hyunwoo narrowed the distance with muted footsteps.

“What do we do about this? Fuck… not even half are left.”

“For now, I think we need to drive them into a corner.”

In an instant, only six out of thirty survived.

As Hyunwoo clicked his tongue after being the first to stand by Taewoong’s side, a calm voice answered. At the unfamiliar voice, the survivors of Class 3-9 turned their gazes. Yeoul, who had entered the classroom at some point, pointed to the zombie crushed under a desk.

“They… seem to react to sound. And seeing as they don’t know how to free themselves, they don’t seem very smart. I think we need to drive the zombies into a corner and then either crush them with desks and chairs or set up a barricade so they can’t get to us.”

Everyone held their breath at Yeoul’s words, which were unusually calm for the situation. Then Taewoong nodded his head.

“Let’s listen to the smart person.”

Yeoul was an outstanding student who would receive an award as the representative of the graduates at the graduation ceremony. Taewoong, who had only done sports for 3 years as a sports idiot in class 9 and played soccer harder than anyone else, decided to trust Yeoul’s brain.

“Hold this for me.”