All of you rush into the classroom once again. Jake, Jay, and Sunghoon hurriedly slide the classroom door shut before the zombies could slip in. The other guys quickly go over to help the three, locking the door.

The rest of you are either on the ground or against the wall, breathing heavily in fear and shock. It's almost been a day since the outbreak happened and everything went south in the cafeteria. I look over at you, worried. I carefully move towards you as the others caught their breath.

Back there... I saw you fight off one of the zombies, attempting to get them off of me with a chair as a weapon. It was all a blur, and I hope I saw wrong, but I swore I saw...

I grab your arm, glancing at the others who were too occupied to notice me dragging you to the corner of the room. My heart speeds up, looking at you this close. Despite all the grime, sweat, and wounds, you still look...

"Did you get bitten?" I whispered, my eyes softening at how frantic you look in your eyes. Not because you were turning, but because you were worried about the others' safety. I rub your wrist I'm holding gently. The past 24 hours I have had with you was more than the past three years I've spent being in the same class as you. Despite everything... I adored every second with you. And now... I couldn't lose you.

"You did, didn't you?" I sighed softly, making sure no one heard us. You didn't have to say it. I saw it. You got bitten... protecting me. "It's my fault." I muttered, thinking out loud. I pulled the sleeve on your bitten arm, tugging it downwards so no one else could see it. It was grim, the bite mark. I bite back a wince at the pain you must've felt. I'm not gonna let anyone take you away. You can get through this.