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*Joining the chat for Duty after school*

Ehem ehem...

I was not expecting the drama to be like...

I really hope you caught that reference. 

I must say, that episode 1 went very good and then episode 2 happenned and me and my brother went

The concept of this drama is BRILLIANT 

Using the most important thing for a high school student in order to get them to train for a war and then their idea blowing up IS AWESOME

I was not expecting the drama to be so gore but it is soooo goooooddddd

I am about to start episode 4 and the first three deaths are something that I was not expecting but it seems that this is about to become something like All of us are dead but without the zombies

Now, like and follow for more *In youtuber voice*

I tried looking for a gif that said “Follow” but I have been traumatized by what I found. 

Good bye.

DUTY AFTER SCHOOL EPISODE 10

I tried looking for something that said "Sad" but Tumblr was sending to get mental help. Not that I don't need it but I feel that everyone that has watched kdramas lately need therapy.

ANYWAY

Kdramas lately have really been trying to play with my mental health. It's slightly concerning but I must give a standing ovation to the actors and actresses, directors and producers of this Kdramas because it's been crazy.

The emotions portrayed in this episode have been wonderful. They exxplored trauma, how going into college/university can reduce a person into a position, and how fear can play with your mind.

I love how they also touched on the topic of adults being the ones that should protect us, but in the end, we end up protecting ourselves and each other. Hopefully, the new generation will have it easier and depend on us, the new adults.

The truth is that this kdrama is very realistic. Not the alien part, of course but definitely the war portion of the drama.

Fighting to have good grades, fighting to be the best, fighting to make everyone proud, fighting to leave our mark in the world and then being categorized as bad students and good students. It feels healing to see there is someone who realizes that being at war doesn't mean carrying a weapon but trying to achieve something while all eyes are on you.

The adults using the university to manipulate the teenagers felt raw and real. Because they do manipulate us somehow.

They know what our weaknesses are, and they use it against us. But I believe that we'll do better.

I believe that this generation will tell the next one that it's okay to fail.

I believe this generation will encourage the next one to be happy.

I believe this generation will heal traumas by helping the new generation grow up.

I feel we gave up on our dreams, but we shouldn't stop dreaming.

If we stop dreaming we'll become like them. Categorizing people by their grades, by their beauty, by what they want.

Let's keep dreaming healthily. Let's encourage one another to keep surviving, to keep living. Let's find the joy in life, the peace in the quietness, the gratefulness in the touch of the sun.

I know it's hard. I know sometimes it feels as if the war were pressing on us but we've made it this far. We can do it a little more.

For us. And for those that are coming next.

That's the reality of duty after school. Not the aliens of the war. But surviving even when the world is going against us.

Surviving the appearances.

Surviving.

Let's all survive together. Let's grow old together. Let's keep fighting.

For us.

For the ones coming.

For the ones that stopped fighting.

Let's never give up.

Duty after school part 2

Are they freaking kidding me?

ARE THEY FREAKING KIDDING ME!? 

THEY SURVIVED FREAKING ALIENS ONLY TO BE KILLED LIKE THAT!?

WHAT ON EARTH IS WRONG WITH THE PRODUCERS!? 

A shooting? AN ACTUAL SHOOTING!? 

Horrible ending. They could have added more stuff but they really killed them off like that. I wouldn’t have cared if they brought freaking zombies or if the ones dead were miraculously back. JUST ANYTHING WOULD HAVE BEEN BETTER THAN THIS. 

A freaking shooting. All that freaking suffering for a shooting. 

They’re delusional. I feel I lost my mind.

Me to the ending of Duty after school

Im done, IM DONE. Why do I have to watch all the series were I end up crying in the end. Why did it have to end this way

Like Duty after school, so freaking good. I knew that I was gonna cry in the end but I still watched it. All my fav died, everybody died.

This is what a kdrama watcher has to go thru...

🙂🙂

WHY DOES NO ONE WRITE FOR DUTY AFTER SHXCPCL OMG

wang taeman , duty after school - homesick : wave to earth

| "i miss home."

( duty after school spoilers if you haven't watched the series yet !!! )

( warnings of death are present if people are sensitive about it )

"i miss my mom."

"me too, and my dad too."

"i miss home."

"me too!"

"i miss the way it was before all of this even happened really."

y/n l/n and wang taeman sat outside the large building that their class had taken refuge underneath. they had practically made it their home with food, patrol duties and just things that they considered to be normal things ever since they had gotten used to the routine.

y/n l/n turned her head to look at taeman as he played with his fingers as the cold night sky danced along his and her facial features.

"i wish i was studying the csat exams instead of shooting aliens."

"nah i'd rather be doing this, extra points!"

taeman jumped up, resembling shooting aliens with his gun as he whipped around random directions. y/n laughed at the sight of him and dug her hands deeper into her pockets to keep the small heat that she could contain. taeman noticed the sight of her shiver and sat back down next to her as he placed his gun down next his foot on the floor.

"are you cold, pretty?"

he questioned, wrapping an arm around her shoulders as he pulled her in closer to him until y/n's arm made contact with his chest.

"freezing."

"it's okay, your super hot boyfriend is here to help you!"

y/n giggled and squished herself closer towards taeman as both arms started wrapping around her.

"i got you, y/n."

-

"taeman.. wake up- taeman!"

y/n cried out, clutching onto taeman's shirt as she tried pulling him up but his limp and slowly turning cold body made her realise that he wasn't coming back.

"you can't do this to me- please wake up!"

young-soo went batshit fucking crazy (i actyal hate him i cannot rn) and shot everyone in the class. it started with jang-su as he tried to leave to find him in the first place. but he got shot as he fell to the ground and young-soo shot everyone else as a few people tried running out of the class. when young-su started shooting, taeman had ran towards y/n who sat at the back of the class, hugging her and pushing them to the floor as y/n didn't even realise what was going on as the gunshots hollowed out in her head.

young-soo went out the class to shoot the remainders of everyone who had escaped his wrath. y/n's eyes were wide as she tried rolling taeman off of her.

"taeman..?"

no response which made y/n roll him off her. she sat up and pushing him up against the wall.

"taeman, wake up.."

his eyes were closed, as his breathing stilled and her lips trembled, her hands catching his face that nearly fell forward.

"you're just sleeping right?"

"you'll wake up right?"

taeman still hadn't responded, y/n's tears left her eyes as her lashes fluttered shut.

"taeman, please."

"you said we'd go out to eat together after the exams. taeman.."

-

"we should go out to the bbq near our school."

"whole class or just us?"

taeman held her hand tightly, gripping it with his own.

"just us. i want to relax together once exams are over."

y/n smiled sweetly, leaning towards him and pressing her lips against his and taeman smiled in the kiss, separating and kissing her again as he wrapped his arms around her.

"ew lovebirds get a room not in the hallway!"

"shut up ii-ha!"

kwon ii-ha , duty after school - light : wave to earth

"we're friends, don't you remember?"

(i wrote this thinking abt kwon ii-ha 😪)

y/n walked towards the room that the boys were staying in. the girls and boys had separated rooms for obvious reasons as they stayed at the school for military training.

but y/n didn't realise the fact that most of the girls were crowding together around the corner of the hallway, watching her knock on the boy's door, waving through the window as most of the boys looked at the noise.

"it's y/n!"

"hi y/n!"

hee-rak and deok-joong jumped infront of y/n, opening the door quickly as they were the closest to the sliding door.

"hii, can i talk to ii-ha?"

y/n shifted on the spot nervously, playing with the sweater in her hands. all the boys in the room ooo-ed, as ii-ha got up from his makeshift bed with hurry, jogging over to y/n with a small smile on his face.

"hey."

"hello.."

y/n and ii-ha held eye contact together but y/n looked away quickly, the red hue on her face becoming hotter.

"follow me?"

"okay- stop looking you weirdos."

ii-ha said to y/n sweetly, before looking at hee-rak and deok-joong and hitting them over the head before walking away to y/n. the boys huddled around the doors and looked out the room windows to watch y/n and ii-ha walk away while they laughed together.

"guys.. do you wanna follow them?"

"yes right now, before we lose them!"

-

"how was training today?"

"it was okay, i bet your weak ass struggled."

"hey! so rude."

ii-ha laughed at y/n's reaction, looking at the sweater in her arms. he leaned on the open window sill as y/n stood next to her, standing and looking at the purple spheres and stars in the sky.

"are you giving my sweater back?"

"yes, i keep forgetting to all the time now and i'm remembering now so i better do it while i remember."

"you can keep it, you know that right?"

"yeah but i feel baddd, plus i don't think that friends keep each others clothes. don't think i didn't realise you stole my oversized shirt. you're literally wearing it right now."

"YEAH WELL. it's oversized on you but fits good on me so cry about it."

"i'm waiting for my shirt."

"ugh can't we trade?"

"NO"

y/n tugged on the shirt that ii-ha had on. HER shirt, whining.

"i miss this shirt man"

"too bad, if you want it so bad buy me one and you can have this one back."

ii-ha pulled her arm, tugging her into him as he slid an arm around her shoulder as she relaxed into his touch as they fell into silence, but it was peaceful as the night crickets chirped loudly. they were basking into each other's closeness so much that they couldn't see the smacks from their classmates hitting each other and watching them.

"what are we? like us?"

ii-ha shrugged, replying,

"we're.. friends?"

"we're more than friends. friends with benefits? wait no that's for like sexy shit."

"do you wanna be friends with benefits you pervert?"

ii-ha acted disgusted, ignoring the fact that he was actually thinking about it with y/n if she said yes, still holding an arm around her shoulder.

"gross no! but, we're not friends."

"best friends?"

y/n blinked at him, sighing.

"good enough, we're besties."

"put the sweater on."

"i'm not cold?"

"i can feel the goosebumps on your arms, put it on."

ii-ha let his arm fall, watching y/n put on the sweater a little too big for her as he smiled, playing the memory back of her wearing the sweater of his for the first time.

-

"it's so fucking cold."

ii-ha had one hand tucked into his pockets, the wind blowing through his hair as he felt the air from the open windows throughout the whole building as he sat slumped in the chair, the free hand holding a walkie talkie as he talked to y/n. the both of them had guard watch for the boys room and girls room in different hallways.

"i told you wear a hoodie."

"yeah but i thought it would be okay because we're inside."

y/n hadn't heard from ii-ha for a minute, worried, she called back.

"ii-ha? why'd you go quiet?"

"here."

y/n screamed at the random noise, jumping up from her chair in fear, worried the girls heard her she slapped her hand over her mouth.

"oh my gosh why'd you have to scare me like that?"

"you're just a pussy, here."

he shook his hand that the sweater was in, underneath his sweater he wore a plain black shirt.

"you're cold."

"you know i could've just gone back to the girls and get a hoodie?"

"yeah but knowing you, you would stay there and talk with them and be lazy to go back. so i came to you."

"..thank you ii-ha."

holding the sweater in her hand, she could feel the wear in the sweater from ii-ha, slipping the big sweater on after she dropped the walkie talkie in her lap.

"no problem. keep talking to me on the walkie, i'm getting bored on night watch."

ii-ha said, waving as he walked away slowly and then turning a corner. after he turned the corner, he walked with his hands covering his face to help the heat on his face to disappear. he was cold without his sweater, but y/n alone made him feel hot enough.

-

"we might aswell just trade."

ii-ha said again, holding her shoulder again as he swung an arm around her.

"you're so annoying."

"yeahhh, but you love me."

"mhm whatever."

ii-ha looked down on y/n with his eyes, connecting his eyesight to her as she kept staring at the sky through the window. feeling a sense of courage, on the other side that he wasn't on of y/n's, he reached out for her hip, pulling it towards him as y/n followed his hands as she looked at them and then looked up at ii-ha as she followed his movements that made her lean on the window sill with ii-ha caging her in between his arms.

"we can be more, than best friends if you want you know."

y/n was too focused on ii-ha to even notice the others were peeking into the classroom watching them. she bit her bottom lip softly,

"only if you want to."

y/n said back, her eyes closing slowly as she leaned in, ii-ha immediately followed her lips, kissing her deeply as she held her arms around his neck and he held onto her hips, steadily moving his arms eventually to her waist.

after seconds, they separated, a small string of saliva connecting the two of them as y/n laughed nervously, hiding her red face with her hands and dug her face into his torso as ii-ha held her waist still and laughed, holding her even closer as he let y/n rest her head in his shoulder, him resting his head on hers.

"FUCK I HATE YOU GUYS"

a voice from the door yelled out, ii-ha and y/n finally realised the group of the class as y/n grew embarrassed, hee-rak had been the one who yelled, all the girls were trying to pull him down to cover him so that they could watch the two of them.

"hee-rak get fucking down!"

"hee-rak you blew it!"

"THEY'RE TOO CUTE- FUCK RUN AWAY"

ii-ha had let go of y/n, not before leaving a kiss on her forehead and also pulling her arm to run at everyone by the door, everyone scrambled to get away, laughing as their voices echoed down the hallways, other classes wondering what was going on.

NAME : jo jang-soo , duty after school

SONG : cry : cigarettes after sex

SUMMARY : everyone finds out the so-yeon gets hurt in the crash, worried about her, not realising y/n’s been hurt too.

(pretend the pants are black, school pants sweatpants whatevas)

( spoilers of episode 4 of duty after school !!! )

(lowkey a little bit angsty but u’ll be okay)

y/n looked at the front of the truck, seeing the two dead soldiers to maybe find an extra gun as jang-soo trailed behind them.

jang-soo went to y/n’s side, his side touching y/n’s which made him hold y/n’s hand out of instinct while looking at the dead soldiers, he sighed, looking at y/n.

“let’s go to the others, come on.”

jang-soo brought his free hand towards y/n’s head, bringing their body towards the direction of the group, who had started walking towards the direction of where chi-yeol saw the building.

jang-soo noticed the nearly unnoticeable limp while behind them in y/n’s walk towards the group, jang-soo squinted his eyes at the sight, holding their hand while holding his gun in the other hand.

“are you okay?”

y/n looked at jang-soo, squeezing his hand. y/n fought the pain in their ankle, someone’s bullet ended up grazing their leg while shooting the loose purple creature that had made the car crash in the first place.

“yeah, why do you ask?”

“.. just worried about you.”

jang-soo brought their hands up, kissing the back of y/n’s hand.

“tell me if you get hurt.”

“i won’t get hurt jang, don’t worry.”

-

in the span of two hours, they found the small building that chi-yeol had found, gathered supplies and helped so-yeon, settling down doing their own thing.

y/n sat down on the steps, noticing how everyone else was focusing on something else. y/n touched their wound underneath their pants, lifting up the material and hissing at the pain.

“fuck ..”

“what’s wrong?”

y/n quickly lifted their head, looking at jang-soo standing up beside them and starting to sit down beside them.

“oh nothing! it’s just hot.”

jang-soo nodded beside them, looking at them while his knees were up, his arms crossed into his knees while he stared at y/n, they started growing nervous at the stare of him.

“stop looking at me like that ..”

“why? you’re so pretty.”

y/n smiled at his words, their eyes darting from his eyes to his lips, scooting closer to him until their thighs were touching together and y/n could just lean in to kiss him.

“so pretty.”

jang-soo brought his head up, planting a hand behind their back on the concrete floor while the other was in his lap. y/m and him held eye contact together, until suddenly a scream was heard.

“help! a sphere!”

joon-hee was yelling, screaming for help while a small purple sphere chased her, everyone became alert, standing up quickly and running into the house.

jang-soo and y/n stood up, jang-soo stood infront of y/n.

“y/n get inside!”

he yelled, bring them to the door and yelling for everyone else to get in, waiting by the door.

the door was shut, getting barricaded with a table as everyone that stood in the room breathed heavy, panting nervously from the sphere.

“what do we do?”

they heard the sphere crawling around the roof, y/n was getting scared and their subconscious made them lean towards jang-soo, which made him hold their hand too quickly.

“it’s coming though the pipe!”

chi-yeol said, pointing at the pipe that came in through the roof as the group split up, majority of them going to another room and the minority going to where so-yeon was laying in.

-

eventually, they had made the plan to use the truck in the garage. chi-yeol had gotten out and used large pliers to pry open the iron bars that were locked on the window and everyone got out.

they were all in the garage, searching for the keys but hee-rak and so-yoon got into an argument, making the keys fling behind a heavy cabinet.

y/n sat on the floor, reaching for the keys as the guys tried to pull the cabinet to make room for y/n to get the keys, jang-soo leaned over y/n to see the distance between them and the keys, he leaned out, about to help with pulling the cabinet out but noticed the red trickling from their ankle as their pant leg went slightly up.

“fuck! i can’t do it!”

y/n whined, getting out as joon-hee attempted to get the keys as y/n got out of the way.

“y/n, are you hurt?”

y/n looked at jang-soo, who was already bent down and pulling up their pant leg to reveal their injury.

“jang-soo-“

“why didn’t you tell me?”

jang-soo’s worried face and tone filled y/n’s head, jang-soo stood up and held onto y/n’s hands, not focusing as young-shin discussed a plan on someone being left behind to be a sacrifice so everyone else could drive away safely.

jang-soo’s eyebrows were furrowed, his grip on their hands tightening as y/n couldn’t bring themselves to look away from jang-zoo’s gaze.

“it’s nothing, jang-soo.”

“you’re bleeding, baby.”

“y/n, jang-soo. come and pick sticks.”

the others were looking at the two of them, y/n and jang-soo picked two straws from the last three in the held bunch by young-shin, his arm held in the middle until y/n and jang-soo picked their sticks.

y/n could feel their stick short as they held in it in their hand as everyone revealed their stick but y/n, they held theirs out, revealing they was the one that was going to be the sacrifice.

“it’s me.”

“no it’s not.”

jang-soo took the stick from y/n’s hand, giving them his.

“jang-soo wait-”

“i’m not gonna let you die, y/n.”

jang-soo was already grabbing a large stick and the cover of the metal bin, walking back to y/n who was shaking their head.

“i got the short stick jang-soo, not you.”

“and i volunteer. i love you.”

jang-soo stood infront of y/n, their lips trembling and their eyes starting to water as y/n knew that there was no use trying to persuade jang-soo.

“but jang-soo..”

“i love you.”

y/n’s fist tightened by their side, not trying to think about the thought of jang-soo being gone.

“i love you more.”

jang-soo leaned in to kiss y/n softly, using one hand to hold the lid cover and the stick as he held their face with one hand, y/n tried to deepen it, but y/n felt jang-soo pull away, giving one last longing look in y/n’s eyes.

“i’ll love you forever.”

jang-soo said, one more peck to their lips as he walked towards the garage doors, young-shin and hee-rak opening the doors for jang-soo slightly.

“i love you jang-soo.”

“i love you even more, y/n.”

jang-soo walked out, and after a few seconds, you could hear his yell and the banging that he made with the stick and lid in his hand.

y/n couldn’t stop the tears from rolling down their cheeks, soon-yi going up to them and hugging them from the side, chi-yeol got the keys, handing them to so-yoon who sat in the drivers seat quickly. everyone was told to get in the truck, bursting through the doors and driving away from the construction site.

jang-soo watched them drive away, but mostly watching y/n wipe after their tears with their hands.

regret filled him, but without a doubt, he would never let y/n die if there was the option that he could die for them.