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It was the day of their imaginary graduation. The stage was barely even set, yet it brought tears to the remaining Saebom students who weren't infected. Cheong-san and Su-hyeok stayed up the previous night to set up a few handmade garlands and other decorations around the school's auditorium, leaving a cute interior that left smiles on Nam-ra and On-jo's faces (even if they just came from seeing too many dead bodies/zombies). The girls held each other's hands as they walked closer to the auditorium's stage, where Cheong-san and Su-hyeok stood. They held paper graduation hats—one for each of them.
Cheong-san struggled to hold his tears back. "We...we're graduating, guys."