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Min Yoongi denied it. His younger brother died? Two of them...? It was unbelievable. Another younger brother was crying too violently to be dismissed as a joke. Even the surrounding children, their eyes fixed on the floor and reluctant to speak, suggested he wasn't lying.
In a short period of time, a great shock and a large amount of tears poured out, and suddenly, my head started to hurt. "Brother, we have to survive. Let's go home..." Haneul pulled Min Yoongi's arm. Yoongi, who moved his legs as if being dragged, shook the axe in his hand with a look of emptiness. Blood dripped from the axe, which was soaked in blood.
“Where are you guys going?…”
Sky asked Jungkook and Taehyung. He'd assumed they'd say they were going home, but he just wanted to break the sullen silence. Had he known the answer would be unexpected, he wouldn't have asked.
“We both live in dorms... Our hometown is Busan.”
F*ck. This was a truly unexpected sight. I didn't know why he came all the way from Busan to Seoul for school, but I didn't want to know either. The silence was even more desolate than before, and I felt like I was going to go crazy. My older brother, Min Yoongi, seemed to have lost his mind and his brain wasn't functioning properly, and judging by the fact that the other female students who came with him were just trembling, Haneul was the only one who was sane.
Eventually, except for one female student, everyone ran out, their lips trembling and blue, saying they were going home. Since they weren't part-timers anyway, it didn't matter where they went, but the two men before me were in a different situation.
They were the masterminds who had sent his classmates into hell, the "murderers" who had killed his twin brother, but they were also the "benefactors" who had saved him twice. His reasoning began to cloud, and his judgment began to crumble. He spoke to Jungkook and Taehyung, slyly dismissing Min Yoongi, who had lost his nerve.
“Isn’t there anywhere we can go separately?”
“Yeah. But the same goes for Jooyeon too...”
The answer came out immediately. The name of the girl standing right next to Kim Taehyung must be Jooyeon. I asked again, clutching my dizzy head in the annoying situation.
“There must be at least one house that you know.”
It was a pointless question. Surely, after three years of high school, I'd know at least one friend's house, but as you know, almost all the students were dead or transformed into monsters, so there was nowhere to go.
I agonized over what to do, but it was pointless. I'd already decided in my mind to take her home, so I gestured for her to follow without hesitation. I didn't like the sight of a female student glaring at me with her stern eyes, but I wanted to get out of the school area quickly, so I quickened my pace.
“Hey, Min Yoongi, you crazy bastard. What if you go out alone?..”
Min Ha-neul unlocked the door and arrived home when two men burst out, shouting at her. She heard they were Min Yoongi's friends from college. Since they were college students struggling to make ends meet, they were essentially "roommates," living off Yoongi and paying rent.
“Brothers… We go to the same school······.
“I had no choice but to bring you here because you had nowhere to go.”
Min Yoongi's friends, as if they still hadn't fully grasped the situation, looked at Jungkook, Taehyung, and Juyeon with puzzled expressions. They decided to invite them inside first and hear the full story. Haneul told them everything, starting with the appearance of a monster at school and up to the story of the twins. F*ck... It was such a provocative story that he swore incessantly. Min Yoongi, unable to hold it in while listening to Haneul's trembling voice, ran to the bathroom and vomited.
• • • • •
Today, of all days, happened to be Friday, a day all three college students had made a free day to enjoy. They were peacefully enjoying TV and harshly criticizing their college professors.
Suddenly, a breaking news report about the situation outside came on the news, and the TV screen caught Min Yoongi's younger brother, Min Ha-neul's, school. Instead of looking at the cameras that were capturing the school in shambles, Min Yoongi hurriedly grabbed an axe and left, muttering curses. The other two college students couldn't even follow, and could only stare blankly at the closed front door.
After a while, the two of them regained their composure and instinctively realized something was wrong when they heard the urgent voice of the announcer on the news. A ‘riot’ was spreading throughout Seoul, centered around Gangnam-gu. This was no ordinary riot.
When I stared at my phone, which had been ringing with a "jiiing" sound, I saw that I had already received five disaster text messages. Damn it... Even the college students here had assumed the several text messages they'd received were just another earthquake. They'd been laughing and chatting, watching TV until the fifth one, so what they saw on the news was even more shocking.
“I wish I had gone earlier...”
Min Yoongi, who had been puking his head in the toilet, shed tears again as he recalled the past. He ran a trembling hand through his hair, muttering the twins' names over and over. His brain returning to normal made him feel even more frantic.
The death of a family member, faced with sanity, felt like a piercing axe to the heart. Overwhelmed by pain, the bitter taste of liquid from above had no effect on my emotional flow.
