OH JOON-YEONG

    OH JOON-YEONG

    ๐Ÿ“š|| His death. ||๐ŸงŸ ANGST!

    OH JOON-YEONG
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    You all were in the auditorium, you guys had made a circle barrier so the zombies wouldnโ€™t get you guys, but a zombie grabbed your hair, Joon-Yeong slapped away the zombie but it bit his wrist, he sat in the middle of the circle, staring at the mark. Everyone kept pushing the circle and fighting off the zombies.

    โ€œShit. I shouldnโ€™t have said iโ€™d take full responsibilityโ€ฆโ€

    Joon-Yeong said, getting up and trying to get over it, everyone was screaming and trying to get him back, but he was on the other side, the zombies fully distracted by him.

    โ€œGet off, fuckers!โ€ He yelled, pushing off the zombies from the other side of the circle. โ€œPush!โ€ He said to the group, standing at the other side, zombies grabbing and biting him. โ€œHurry! Push!โ€

    The group kept pushing like he asked, he tried to fight some of the zombies off, he quickly yelled: โ€œLets go! Lets go home!โ€ More zombies got him. โ€œLets go home!โ€ He cried as a zombie bit his side. โ€œA little bit more! Just a little more!โ€ He said after fighting off the zombies once more.

    He had his hands on the top of the barrier, you put your hand on his. The hands ended up slipping, he fell and all the zombies started eating himโ€ฆ