Apocalypse: Apparently, I Can See Zombies

Jin-woo glanced at the now silent Seo-joon who was smoking and then at Seong covering his face. After a moment he suddenly said.

"You were probably a bad influence on him anyway."

"What?"

Smoke escaped Seo-joon's mouth as he turned to look at Jin-woo with a frown.

Jin-woo also frowned and glance at the cigarette between his fingers before saying.

"Weren't you the one who got him into marijuana?"

"What… *Cough*…*Cough*… are you talking about?"

Being stunned due to Jin-woo's words, the smoke drifting out of Seo-joon's mouth got sucked back into his lungs unexpectedly.

"Was I mistaken?"

Jin-woo glanced at Seong, but Seong was looking away out of embarrassment.

"It's… the opposite."

Seo-joon was observing Jin-woo when he made that glance toward Seong. Mid-sentence, Seo-joon had glanced at the space next to him, but seeing no one he was slightly confused. However, a thought appeared at the back of his mind. But before he could say anything, the stern voice of a male teacher echoed out.

"You brat, what are you doing smoking?"

"Shit."

Seo-joon cursed as he tried to hurriedly get up. At the same time, the male teacher stormed over and took the lighter along with the pack of cigarettes from him before leading him off to a corner.

Jin-woo watched as the teacher stood in front of Seo-joon and harshly gestured to the cigarette pack in his hand. He couldn't hear anything, but he could guess Seo-joon was being scolded for smoking.

However, what was funny was that after sending Seo-joon away, the male teacher glanced around then clutched the cigarette pack and excitedly moved toward the backrooms. It was obvious he was going to smoke the entire thing.

After chuckling at this scene, Jin-woo turned around to look at Seong, only to see that he was already staring at him, and rather intently at that.

Jin-woo paused and thought for a moment. He had unsubstantiated ideas about the relationship between Seong and Seo-joon before, but Seo-joon's unsaid words somewhat confirmed they were right.

Reaching up to here in his thoughts, Jin-woo looked at Seong and the corner of his lips slowly upturn into an evil smile.

Seong's figurative heart let out a thump when he saw Jin-woo's smile and a bad feeling started to rise in his heart. Not even a second later after this feeling appeared, he heard Jin-woo ask a seemingly random question.

"So~ What are your thoughts on adoption?"

"Ah! Ah! I can't hear you!"

Seong's face turned red from embarrassment, and he immediately covered his ears and began making noise to interrupt Jin-woo.

Unfazed, Jin-woo continued.

"Sure, there are plans to increase the country's declining birthrate by encouraging couples to have children, but we can't neglect those who simply can't have kids. I think adoption is a topic that shouldn't be pushed aside, you and-"

Jin-woo wasn't able to finish that sentence, since Seong suddenly stood up and kicked his thigh before flickering away.

However, he snickered at Seong's actions since he finally had a bit of leverage.

But soon, Jin-woo couldn't help but frown and rub the spot Seong kicked him, surprised to feel a lingering pain. Usually, the sensations he got from touching Seong, or vice versa, would disappear after a second as if it had never happened.

As Jin-woo was in his thoughts about what this could mean, he heard a familiar voice call out to him.

"Jin."

Looking up, he saw that it was Ah-yong coming over with a bowl of porridge on a silver tray.

"Here, you should eat something."

Jin-woo rubbed his stomach and then nodded.

"Okay."

Ah-yong, hearing this, smiled and came over to sit down next to him.

But just as Jin-woo was prepared for her to hand over the silver tray, he instead got Ah-yong picking up a spoonful of porridge and blowing on it before moving it towards his mouth.

"I'll help you."

"N-No, it's okay, my arm isn't hurt to that extent."

"No, I insist."

"Ah…"

Jin-woo saw the stubborn look on Ah-yong's face as she held the spoon near his lips. He could only swallow his embarrassment and give a nod of agreement.

The stubborn expression on Ah-yong's face immediately disappeared and those dimples formed on her cheeks as she smiled at him.

While praying that his heart wasn't audible outside his chest, Jin-woo ignored the wandering gazes of the students some distance away and opened his mouth to take the first of many spoonful of porridge.

Seong reappeared some time into Jin-woo's feeding session, and Jin-woo had to use every ounce of willpower he had not to turn and glare at him.

Seong wasn't doing anything per se, but as he crouched there while silently staring at Ah-yong feeding him like he was counting the spoonful in his mind, made Jin-woo swear up and down in his heart that he would pay him back a thousandfold later on.

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"We're preparing the baths for later; girls will be the ones to go first and then the boys. For a change of clothes, we plan on getting the extra P.E. clothes in the storage room just down the hall."

A female teacher came over and whispered this to Ah-yong and Seong just as Jin-woo ate the last spoonful.

Ah-yong eyes brightened, and she nodded in response.

Watching the teacher move to another group and whisper the same thing to them, Jin-woo's brows couldn't help but furrow slightly.

Where would they get that much water?

Was the question that immediately came to his mind.

'It couldn't be the drinking water, right? It would be irresponsible to use our bottled water supply since the water from the pipes isn't an option.'

As Jin-woo was worrying about this, Ah-yong got up and said bye to him along with a wave.

Jin-woo waved back, but at that moment he saw one of the male teachers organizing some male students at the exit.

It was understandable that everyone would want to clean up after everything that happened, but the virus was spreading so fast that it was still too early to say for sure that help would arrive in a few days. What if those days turn into weeks? Or even Months?

Looking away from the exit, Jin-woo got up and decided to find a teacher to understand how they were going to carry out this plan. He was sure the adults wouldn't make such a miscalculation, so he was curious if a separate water supply was there from the one supplying the school.

Thinking back on it now, the ones in charge of distributing the lunch should have come in contact with the water from the pipes while the virus was spreading, yet they and the students in the cafeteria weren't infected when he first saw them.

That meant they were killed not by someone infected inside the room, but by the ones outside.n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om