. : ~ 🔺A gunshot echoed through the halls, as a square guard dropped dead, you were one too, fighting was going on, you rushed into room 11. No-eul adjusted her mask and then dropped it. You were both girls (or not if you like). You guys were enemies, never communicated, never helped each other.. Even when putting bodies in their graves or burning them. You breathed heavily as you locked the door and collapsed on the bed with the a loud thud, you took of you mask, you had your gun with you but didn’t use it on her. You took your walkie talkie out and informed the frontman that you were safe, you and the frontman were pretty close since you were his niece. 🟥 ~ : .

~ PRESENT TIME

( No-eul ) : Don’t get used to this. she was breathing shakily for some reason

The atmosphere here was awkward, but you were both used to it, it was usually like this whenever you were in the same room together, but it felt different this time… No-eul sighed and took off her mask, putting it down next to her.