Looking at the eyes staring at him, Jon couldn't help but space out again.
With her creamy hair and green eyes that looked perfect with her face. Her body wasn't overly loaded, but the fact her assets could she seen through her baggy dress, one could only imagine how it looked.
Who else could it be, if not Cynthia? And strangely, he hadn't seen or heard of her before. She would have taken the number one school beauty.
"You're awake," she said, snapping Jon out of his daze.
Ignoring her words, he couldn't help but ask, "Who are you?"
"Huh? Haven't I told you? My name is Cynthia." She replied.
"No, not that. I mean, I haven't heard of you before."
"And what did you want to know about me?" She asked with a sly smile on her face.
"That-," Looking at the look on her face, he didn't know how to react.
He then looked away and scanned the room, his eyes widening a little as he took in his surroundings. They were truly no longer in the female dormitory like he had said.
From the looks of where he was, looking down where he was sleeping was a table layered with sleeping matrasses, hanging bulbs, and the smell of fire and smoke. 'Cafeteria, huh.'
They were now in the student cafeteria and they were now in a room that had a see-through glass door. And looking through, he could see lots of students and staff around.
Looking back at Cynthia, he asked, "Can you tell me what happened?"
Cynthia nodded and began, "First, because you lost a lot of blood. You slept for a day." She looked a bit worried as she said it.
"A day?" Jon's eyes widened at the confirmation. He had just missed a day out of the two since the world fell.
He hung his head, he didn't know how to take the news.
"And the fruits?" Jon asked to change the mood afterward.
"We fed it to you after noticing its effect," Cynthia said they ate the fruit and they fully healed their injuries, so they fed it to him.
Seeing Jon nod, she continued.
"Yes, we couldn't wait, so we carried you here. Zombies appeared on the way here, so Jenny, the security team and I cleared them. But, a lot of girls couldn't stand their sights and ran away. It then led to so many girls running away." She looked down for a while.
While she and the rest had already seen and experienced the zombies, a lot of them hadn't. So, they ran away making the number of girls from over 400 to barely a hundred.
Jon too could sympathize with them, he was acting calm about all of this only because of skill, not willpower, so people running away was very understandable.
Jon nodded and motioned for her to continue,
"A lot of people had already thought of coming here apparently. But upon getting here, there was still a lot to do before settling down. We checked for food and provisions and surprisingly, it was even in excess. We then went down to the clinic underground and brought all the necessities."
"So, most of the issues were solved?" Jon asked
"Yes, however, that was the problem." She pointed out. "You see, immediately after the clinic was cleared, a heavy rain began and a storm occurred thereafter, so everyone was trapped here. So with no issues, everything that had happened yesterday dawned."
It was obvious what she was going to say next. Both survivors students and staff all cried and screamed trying to ask whoever for answers.
"We were continuously questioned if we knew anything about this matter because of our attitude, but what could we say? Some people stepped up saying they could survive outside and they should be given supplies, obviously it was denied. Then a riot began, and it was then a group named 'Krad' appeared."
"Krad? As in that Krad?" Jon had heard of the group before and he sometimes saw Joe, his roommate meeting with them.
"Yes, and they came with their problem. They came saying, the people with skills were meant to rule over others?" Cynthia looked disgusted as if remembering that conversation.
"However, Jenny and I were able to settle most of them."
And she didn't stop there, she mentioned the survivors who tried to commit suicide, the survivors who tried to bloom their dark minds.
"All this in just one day?" Jon was honestly astonished by the rapid escalation of events. He was getting uneasy about his roommates.
"Yes, and with the weather being what it is, we can't leave right now. Thankfully, it's a bit peaceful now." Cynthia replied.
"Ha…" the situation was settled now, so he didn't need to do anything.
After a while he spoke, "I know you and Jenny have been taking turns looking after me, so thank you," he said bowing a little to her.
Cynthia nodded and he asked, "Oh, right. Do you have anything you can trade for this?" he pulled out the 'Lilith's Dress' he had previously acquired and showed her.
"Hmm…no, but I'll accept it as a thank you instead," Cynthia said, her eyes widening at the sight of the treasure.
Jon couldn't help but feel amused by her boldness. But he handed it to her, saying, "You owe me."
Cynthia accepted it with a smile, seemingly unbothered by his comment. It was the first time he had seen her smile that way, though they hadn't spent so long together.
Jon got up from the bed and headed out in search of his roommates. Although he had formed connections with Cynthia and Jenny through their shared experiences, his true friendship was with his roommates. Finding them was his priority now and from what he knew, they were out of the room when it happened.
So if they survived, they should most likely be here.
The cafeteria was enormous, divided into five sections, and designed to accommodate around 6,000 people.
And, with approximately 2,000; students currently present, it was quite spacious however he couldn't help but hope his friends were among them.
Finding two individuals among this number could be challenging, however with the skill called 'Moon Gaze' it was easy. By visualizing his intentions through moon energy, he could locate his roommates.
Activating the skill, Jon's eyes glowed light blue as he scanned the room. Despite the curiosity of onlookers, he focused on his search.
Soon, he spotted familiar characteristics, light skin and curly hair. It could only be Alex.
As he moved toward that direction in excitement, whispers filled the air.
"Hey, do you know where he's going?"
"Yeah, how could he not know?"
"Does he want to die?"
But, it was as if he couldn't hear them and approached the area before he was stopped by two students.
"Hey, do you know where you're going?" one of them shouted as they moved towards him. Jon, preoccupied with his thoughts ignored them.
Using his skill, Jon's eyes glowed light blue again, freezing the two students in their tracks. They were students that hadn't even gotten skills, so it was easy, and he just walked past them silently, drawing the attention of others in the process.
He soon reached Alex, or rather, what he thought was Alex. Sitting on the floor, holding his knees, and with his head bowed, was a girl instead.
Jon tapped her and she shook violently as she raised her head to see him. He realized then, it was Alexa, Alex's twin sister.
Alexa was the girl Alex had always been trying to keep away from their roommate, Joe.
Jon had met her and spoken with her previously and she was fun and easy to approach. But, why was she here, crying and where was Alex?
From her torn clothes, he didn't even like what he was seeing at all. He could tell something had happened without asking.
And the next word was like a bomb.
Her voice trembled as she spoke, "J-Jon, it's you. Alex, Alex is dead."