Bang, bang-
Seungcheol aggressively knocked on the bathroom door.
Behind him, a few other students were waiting in line.
Choi Seungcheol: Sigh... When is it going to come out...!
Choi Seungcheol (19)
3rd Year, Class 3
Student 3: Just wait a bit!
Hmph... Ugh!
The student behind the bathroom door wasn't coming out anytime soon.
Due to the smaller number of students, the principal felt less pressure and decided to treat the students to gimbap.
However, there seemed to be an issue with the 3rd-year batch.
All the students who ate the gimbap ran straight to the bathroom.
It turned out the gimbap for the 3rd years had been stored at room temperature, and since it was summer, the students got stomachaches.
Choi Seungcheol: What, are you going to stay in the bathroom for half a day?!
Come on, hurry up!
Student 3: What, do you think I want to be here?
If you can't wait, go to another stall... Ugh...!!
Choi Seungcheol: Damn, this is disgusting. Ugh...!
Having eaten the gimbap, Seungcheol was also suffering from a stomachache and was waiting for his turn in the bathroom.
Eventually, Seungcheol couldn’t wait any longer and crossed into the 2nd-year section, entering a bathroom between the 2nd and 1st-year sections.
Chapter 1-1
Choi Seungcheol
Choi Seungcheol is the class president of 3rd Year, Class 3.
He didn’t want the position, but due to his usual leadership qualities, he was recommended by his friends and ended up becoming the class president.
He didn’t mind it too much.
Knock-knock
??? : Who’s there?
Choi Seungcheol: Ah, yes. (This disrespectful junior…) Ahem.
As expected, the bathroom between the 2nd and 1st-year sections had fewer people.
All the stalls except for the one Seungcheol knocked on were empty.
Seungcheol clutched his aching stomach and entered the bathroom.
A few moments later,
Choi Seungcheol: Ah, much better.
I can’t eat gimbap for a while... Ugh...
Just then,
Bang!
Choi Seungcheol: ?! What... what’s that...? What’s that noise...?
The quiet hallway, where only Seungcheol had been standing, suddenly echoed with a loud sound. At the same time, vibrations from the bathroom door Seungcheol was holding could be felt.
Seungcheol checked behind the door.
As expected, someone passing by in the hallway had bumped into the door Seungcheol had opened.
Seungcheol, feeling both sorry and shocked, didn’t know how to react.
Choi Seungcheol: D-Did you… are you okay...?
Seungcheol’s hand, which had been reaching out to help, stopped.
What he saw was shocking.
The woman’s hair was messy, and her clothes were torn and bloodstained.
Seungcheol stood frozen, holding his breath as he slowly backed away.
Choi Seungcheol: ...Who are you?
Just as Seungcheol opened his mouth, the woman, breathing heavily, lunged at him.
Seungcheol, startled, ran toward the 2nd-year section.
He couldn’t make sense of the situation, and his instincts told him to run without thinking.
Seungcheol, now in the 2nd-year section, slammed the door that connected to the hallway shut.
The loud sound of the door slamming made the 2nd-year students and their teacher look toward Seungcheol in surprise.
Seungcheol, gasping for breath, looked terrified and bewildered.
The confused 2nd-year teacher approached Seungcheol.
2nd-Year Teacher: Aren’t you from 3rd year?
What are you doing here?
Choi Seungcheol: S-Sir... Outside... outside...
Seungcheol was in a daze, his mind clouded by the woman chasing him.
The teacher, unable to understand Seungcheol’s rambling, opened the door after hearing the word “outside,” which was the clearest part of what Seungcheol said.
At that moment, Seungcheol came to his senses and tried to stop the teacher.
Choi Seungcheol: Sir..! Don’t go out! Behind that door...!
2nd-Year Teacher: What’s behind the door... Ahhh!!!
It was too late.
The woman who had lunged at Seungcheol now attacked the teacher, viciously tearing into him.
Seungcheol, now in shock, finally regained his senses.
He yelled out to the 2nd-year students.
Choi Seungcheol: If you don’t want to die, run away!