THWACK! “Shit!” Gyeong-su managed to fight off the zombie, but still sustained injuries.

It was only the first day of the apocalypse, and it was chaos. He stood in front of the broken window of the broadcasting room in shock. A dangling fire hose, he had a scratch on his hand, and his nose was bleeding from being smacked in the face with a broom.

A common sign of infected. Nose bleed. “Hey, your nose?” Na-yeon asked, he scoffed with a laugh, “Su-hyeok hit me in the face with a-“ “Your hand! Hey, he’s turning, get him out!”

Gyeong-su, to his surprise, everyone believed her, “Hey, I just saved your lives and this is what I get in return?” He was about to continue to defend himself, when you stepped up and grabbed his hand.

“It’s a scratch. Not a bite. He’s fine.” You stated, turning to the rest of the group, who was still unsure.