Chapter 1: [ CLUB MEMBERS ]
Juniors’ Society | 96-Liners |
Jeon Wonwoo [ S E V E N T E E N ]
Description: cold guy next door who's too cold to let someone in his life. After some events in the past leading him astray, he picks himself up and hopefully changes the course of his life.
Major: History and Literature of the World
Club: Book Club
Twitter/Instagram Account: jeonwonwoo
Residence: North Building Dormitory
Roommate: Kwon Soonyoung
Romantic Interest: --
Kwon Soonyoung [ S E V E N T E E N ]
Description: The sun in Wonwoo's life. Bright, loving and kind are the best words to describe Soonyoung. He's also a great leader, and he manages to juggle both show choir and the dance team.
Major: Performing Arts
Club: Show Choir and Dance Team
Twitter/Instagram Account: yourboyKSY
Residence: North Building Dormitory
Roommate: Jeon Wonwoo
Romantic Interest: --
Lee Jihoon [ S E V E N T E E N ]
Description: A musical genius, known best for his terrific music-making skills and excellence in various instruments. Despite this, he tries to live a double life -- mixing law school and his passion.
Major: Political Science
Club: Show Choir and Debate Team
Twitter/Instagram Account: woozi_jihoon
Residence: North Building Dormitory
Roommate: Kim Seokwoo
Romantic Interest: --
Kim Seokwoo [ S F 9 ]
Description: Tall, handsome and handsome. Wherever he goes, he always turns heads. He's so handsome and kind to the point that he has fangirls drooling all over him. He's also smart, so where do you want to sign up for his club?
Major: Political Science
Club: Student Council and Basketball Team
Twitter/Instagram Account: seokwoonrowoon
Residence: North Building Dormitory
Roommate: Lee Jihoon
Romantic Interest: --
Wen Junhui [ S E V E N T E E N ]
Description: That cute undecided junior who's well-loved -- either because of his stare or his personality. He's originally known as a fuccboi but it's just his defense mechanism. Anyway, someone better talk to him because he's still undecided at junior year.
Club: Basketball Club and Debate Team
Twitter/Instagram Account: wenjuncute
Residence: North Building Dormitory
Roommate: Baek Juho
Baek Juho [ S F 9 ]
Description: he's the type of guy who'll come to your mind once you say "college student". Stressed, dorm, library, sweatpants and coffee. An average guy with exemplary social skills although he just observes in parties.
Major: Civil Engineering
Club: Basketball Club
Twitter/Instagram Account: baekzuho
Residence: North Building Dormitory
Roommate: Wen Junhui
Romantic Interest: Choi Yujin (Girlfriend)
Kim Dongyoung [ N C T ]
Description: The hardworking kid who's very well-known for his hardworkingness. He claims that he's chill-life but he has like, 3 part-time jobs. Not to mention that he's a full-scholar, too.
Club: Basketball Club and Show Choir
Twitter/Instagram Account: kd_young
Residence: West Building Dormitory
Romantic Interest: Kim Sejeong (Girlfriend)
Ten [ N C T ]
Description: Has a long-ass confusing name so let's just call him "Ten". He's that one college friend who looks like a rich kid, but in fact, he is. He can buy you, your grades and your friends.
Major: Biological Engineering
Club: Basketball Team and Biology Club
Twitter/Instagram Account: chittaponten
Residence: West Building Dormitory
Roommate: Kim Dongyoung
Romantic Interest: --
Choi Youngjae [ G O T 7 ]
Description: The smart and nice music major who is Hanbin's favorite guide maker. He spends time in the dorm singing to the point that they get called out by their neighbors.
Major: Double degree of Music and Performing Arts
Club: Show Choir
Twitter/Instagram Account: cyjaehello
Residence: West Building Dormitory
Roommate: Kim Hanbin
Romantic Interest: --
Kim Hanbin [ i K O N ]
Description: Another genius songwriter, only that he has no constraints. Maybe the thing about him is that his parents pressure him to be the best -- only that his friend and rival cockblocks him.
Major: Double Degree of Music and Statistics
Club: Show Choir and Math Club
Twitter/Instagram Account: black_hanbin
Residence: West Building Dormitory
Roommate: Choi Youngjae
Romantic Interest: --
Park Jinwoo [ A S T R O ]
Description: The photography major who's low key the life of the party. Knows well how to create amazing parties, and is the center if everything. He likes photographing the parties in his way, too.
Major: Visual Arts
Club: Student Council
Twitter/Instagram Account: jinjinmamen
Residence: South Building Dormitory
Roommate: Jin Longguo
Romantic Interest: --
Jin Longguo [ J B J ]
Description: The insanely shy and homebody person who is a personified cat. Quiet and mysterious, despite trying to be lowkey, he's quite popular in his department -- simply because he's hot.
Major: Veterinary Medicine
Club: We Love Cats Club
Twitter/Instagram Account: jinlongcat
Residence: South Building Dormitory
Roommate: Park Jinwoo
Romantic Interest: --
Im Changkyun [ M o n s t a X ]
Description: That one hot nerd in school who cares about nothing but physics and sciences. He's too focused on his education to the point that it comes off weird and nerdy.
Club: Robotics Club and Debate Team
Twitter/Instagram Account: p6chkyun
Residence: South Building Dormitory
Roommate: Kim Jaehwan
Romantic Interest: --
Kim Jaehwan [ W a n n a O n e ]
Description: Loud. Absolutely loud. In fact, loud is an understatement. He's so loud that his voice can pierce through the walls. But he sings well so it's forgivable, right?
Major: Music and Electrical Engineering
Club: Show Choir
Twitter/Instagram Account: kimJAEHWAAN
Residence: South Building Dormitory
Roommate: Im Changkyun
Romantic Interest: --
Kang Daniel [ W a n n a O n e ]
Description: He's that cute puppy-ish guy in college who's always smiling. Does he even have bad days? I guess not. He has a girlfriend, he lives fine.
Major: Double Degree of Statistics and Economics
Club: Basketball Team and Modelling Club
Twitter/Instagram Account: KangNielNyaw
Residence: East Building Dormitory
Roommate: Oh Heejun
Romantic Interest: Park Sooyoung (Girlfriend)
Oh Heejun [ K N K ]
Description: The tall guy who's stronger than everyone in their dorm. The backbone of the dorm is also quite nice but he's best at bluffing and pretending that he's cool.
Major: Double degree of Electronics and Electrical Engineering
Club: Show Choir and Robotics Club
Twitter/Instagram Account: itsoheejun
Residence: East Building Dormitory
Roommate: Kang Daniel
Romantic Interest: Lee Dabin (Girlfriend)
Jennie Kim [ B l a c k P i n k ]
Description: Sharp, calculating and manipulative. Looks like she can kill you and will actually kill you. She's dealing with some major trust issues so she doubts people very easily.
Major: Double Degree of Architecture and Music
Club: Pep Squad and Dance Team
Twitter/Instagram Account: justjennie
Residence: East Building Dormitory
Roommate: Jung Yerin
Romantic Interest: --
Jung Yerin [ G f r i e n d ]
Description: Soft, mature and known for her beauty. She and Jennie are polar opposites but are alike in so many ways, like her trust issues for an instance. Turns out, an ex caused her to drift away from a close friend.
Club: Modelling Club and Dance Team
Twitter/Instagram Account: heyyayerin
Residence: East Building Dormitory
Roommate: Kim Jennie
Park Sooyoung [ R e d V e l v e t ]
Description: An ice beauty who prefers smiling, but in private. She used to smile the brightest, but now, because of a past she prefers hidden, everything’s changed.
Major: Digital Arts
Club: Modelling Club and Animation Club
Twitter/Instagram Account: Joysooyoung
Residence: East Building Dormitory
Roommate: Oh Hayoung
Romantic Interest: Kang Daniel (Boyfriend)
Oh Hayoung [ A P i n k ]
Description: The mature and demure woman who is a scary senior to her juniors. She’s known to be a badass, and she went to the military before, too. Even the girls are scared of her.
Major: Double Degree of Chemical Engineering and Nuclear Science
Club: Chemistry and Softball
Twitter/Instagram Account: aeihayoung
Residence: East Building Dormitory
Roommate: Park Sooyoung
Romantic Interest: --
Kim Chungha [ I O I ]
Description: Known for her moves, Chungha’s popular as a dancer and as a dog-lover, too. She frequents plays with stray dogs after practice and before heading for the dorm.
Major: Veterinary Medicine
Club: Dance Team and Show Choir
Twitter/Instagram Account: kmchngh
Residence: West Building Dormitory
Roommate: Kim Sejeong
Romantic Interest: --
Kim Sejeong [ G u g u d a n / I O I ]
Description: in contrast to her roomie, she’s known for her singing skills, and was frequently dubbed as “The Next Big Thing” in the show choir, only that some situations seems to be holding her back.
Major: Double Degree of Music and Performing Arts
Club: Show Choir
Twitter/Instagram Account: sejeongfloweroad
Residence: West Building Dormitory
Roommate: Kim Chungha
Romantic Interest: Kim Dongyoung (Boyfriend)
Yoo Jeongyeon [ T W I C E ]
Description: The boyish girl in the club. Known as the girl who can actually give out punches, most of the guys in the club are afraid of her. She’s the daughter of the basketball team’s coach.
Major: Double degree of Physical Education and Public Health
Club: Basketball Team (as Manager) and Martial Arts Team
Twitter/Instagram Account: yoo_jeongyeon
Residence:East Building Dormitory
Roommate: Lee Dabin
Romantic Interest: --
Lee Dabin [ M o m o l a n d ]
Description: The girly-girl and official mascot of the club. Pretty, alluring and quite sly. She and her boyfriend are the chiefs of mischief, but you can pretty much trust her as long as it’s not secrets.
Major: Digital Arts
Club: Modelling Club and Pep Squad
Twitter/Instagram Account: missyleexxdabin
Residence: East Building Dormitory
Roommate: Yoo Jeongyeon
Romantic Interest: Oh Heejun (Boyfriend)
Hirai Momo [ T W I C E ]
Description: Usually quiet and talks only when necessary, Momo is another one of the kids who dance the best. She’s nice and well, quiet, but she’s quite a feat.
Major: Performing Arts
Club: Dance Team and Pep Squad
Twitter/Instagram Account: hiraiMomo
Residence: North Building Dormitory
Roommate: Minatozaki Sana
Romantic Interest: --
Minatozaki Sana [ T W I C E ]
Description: A man-hater who had an awful past with a batchmate. She used to be nice and sweet and bubbly before a certain event that broke her heart and the relationship she had.
Major: Theatre Arts
Club: Drama Club and Modelling Club
Twitter/Instagram Account: idfcminatozaki
Residence: North Building Dormitory
Roommate: Hirai Momo
Romantic Interest: --
Park Soobin [ W J S N ]
Description: The peppy, bubbly and bright art student who spends her time drawing, most of the time. She doesn’t go by the book and her style is so distinct, you can tell it’s hers.
Major: Fine Arts
Club: Art Club and Show Choir
Twitter/Instagram Account: akrehdie
Residence: North Building Dormitory
Roommate: Park Myungeun
Romantic Interest: --
Park Myungeun [ L o v e l y z ]
Description: A no-nonsense character who’s going to spit fire when she can, and she won’t hesitate. She’s like the fire, who’s too strong for everyone’s eyes
Major: Mechanical Engineering
Club: Engineering Club and Show Choir
Twitter/Instagram Account: jinjinjin
Residence: North Building Dormitory
Roommate: Park Soobin
Romantic Interest: --
Lee Soyul [ D I A ]
Description: A girl ready to bitch on anyone, anytime, anywhere. She’s normally like that, though, and it’s her own personal wall that she doesn’t look like she’s going to take down anytime soon.
Club: Show Choir
Twitter/Instagram Account: jennyofsoyul
Residence: South Building Dormitory
Sorn [ C L C ]
Description: The other half of the shady duo who’s REALLY shady. However, unlike Soyul, Sorn doesn’t keep things to herself and goes straight to the point.
Major: Asian Studies
Club: Dance Team
Twitter/Instagram Account: lolchonnasorn
Residence: South Building Dormitory
Roommate: Lee Soyul
Chang Seungyeon [ C L C ]
Description: Another unpredictable character who enjoys messing with other people, especially Jaehwan for some reason. She owns the bed in the clubroom for a reason – she doesn’t like hearing – uh, weird noises.
Club: Dance Team
Twitter/Instagram Account: wthseungyeon
Residence: West Building Dormitory
Roommate: Lee Soyul
Romantic Interest: --
Choi Yujin [ C L C ]
Description: The reason why Seungyeon sleeps in the clubroom – because Yujin and her boyfriend (or past boyfriends) keep sleeping in their room. She’s smart but she dislikes attending class.
Major: Performing Arts
Club: Modelling Club and Dance Team
Twitter/Instagram Account: wtfyujin
Residence: West Building Dormitory
Roommate: Chang Seungyeon
Romantic Interest: Baek Juho
“Are you idiots sure that we aren’t a club because we’re all Asians?” Myungeun asked the other thirty-one people in the room right now.
“We’re already three years into this club and you’re only asking that NOW?” Wonwoo asked, and the girl shot him a deadly glare.
“Shut up four eyes, last time I checked, I wasn’t talking to you.”
Thirty-two students, born in the same year, one same club that for some reason, even I don’t know why this club was even made.
Chapter 2: 001 : Who We Are, Really
001 : Who We Are, Really.
Dabin: Guys we are doomedt
Hayoung: finally! Thrill in this club.
Heejun: but we're not boring :((((
Jennie: Don't mind them.
Jennie: What's going on, Dabin? Is this one of your tricks?
Dabin: meanie! >3<
Dabin: Some idiotic new club called Dab Society wants to take our clubroom
Dabin: heard it from Seokwoo but he doesn't have the balls to tell you guys so someone with the actual balls has to tell you
Jennie: well that's bad shit
Jihoon: first of all what kind of club calls themselves Dab Society?
Jaehwan: AND SERIOUSLY???? DAB SOCIETY?? WHAT DO THEY DO there?????????
Daniel: they DAAAAAB
Sooyoung: another word, Daniel, and I'm breaking up with you.
Daniel: Yup sorry I'll be nice
Sorn: Well, we should do something about this.
Chungha: Sorn's right. We should do somethin.
Seungyeon: yeah and I'll be freaking homeless so we'll do something.
Seungyeon: also, you guys will lose a reason to hook up every now and then so...
Momo: HOW ABOUT WE BRIBE THEM
Jun: Are yall rich?
Dongyoung: ten is, I'm not.
Jinwoo: so obviously, Bribing is out of the question.
Jinwoo: how the hell are we going to lose it anyway? Seokwoo basically has it protected for us so how?
Myungeun: Jinwoo's right. What happened, Seokwoo???
Seokwoo: The son of the dean of humanities is the founder of the dab society.
Soonyoung: yea we're doomed
Soonyoung: but we have to do something
Seokwoo: they want us to dissolve the club since we're just a hangout club
Juho: I think you meant hookup club
Yujin: as if you didn't benefit from it
Sana: ugh men are trash
Longguo: don't generalize.
Longguo: I'm in english class and they told us that it's a fallacy
Sana: ok i'll pretend u never sent that
Chungha: Longguo should stop texting in class, the professor keeps glancing at you.
Sorn: probably bc he's hot
Chungha: he's beet red blushing
Sorn: aw cute
Wonwoo: so what about our club guys
Youngjae: should we get a front? Like should we disguise ourselves as something we're probably not?
Hanbin: How about a music club?
Soyul: nice try but our neighboring clubs both SPECIFIALLY asked us to keep our mouths shut so how about pass
Jaehwan: remember why we make club meetings happen during the evening? Yeah that one.
Momo: food tasting club????
Momo: I love free food
Jinwoo: we can do a photography appreciation club
Dongyoung: both of those clubs exist at this date, so pass
Myungeun: drop d ideas genius.
Dongyoung: how about we make a film review club? We can simply say that we're here in the day because of review and in the evening, we can watch movies.
Ten: I can get a projector set in my house
Ten: or if you guys want a legit tv i can work it out too
Seungyeon: then i can make the clubroom look cozier then!!!!
Seungyeon: leave this shiz to me
Jeongyeon: also, what is the name of the Dab Society founder, Seokwoo?
Seokwoo: dab society founder?
Jeongyeon: ok i'll deal with him.
Dongyoung: deal with him how?
Dongyoung: Coach's daughter???
Sorn: Are you going to punish my baby boy???????
Jeongyeon: No, not really.
Jeongyeon: Anyone outside the basketball team is out of my power.
Jeongyeon: But everyone inside it are.
Dabin: YES BITCH THAT’S MY ROOMIE WHOOO~~~
Soonyoung: Now that’s over, SHOW CHOIR!! WE HAVE PRACTICE!!!!
Soonyoung: IM NAYEON IS SCARY!!!!
Seokwoo: And I thought you guys wanted to leave this club..
Chapter 3: 002 : Wrong Classrooms
A series of other students going to the wrong classrooms (?)
002 : Wrong Classrooms
“You’re a year to graduation, are you still not going to pick a major? Don’t you want to graduate on time?” Yay, good morning to me, being nagged by Jihoon but it’s not like that’s new. Jihoon, Wonwoo and Soonyoung have been nagging me since the semester started – hurts to be undecided. “Why don’t you go and pick Music? You’ve attended enough core classes and you sing well.” I rolled my eyes at his remark.
“And what? Die on my father’s hands?”
“Okay, maybe not that one.” I sighed as I picked up my backpack and we headed for the elevator. I only attend my core classes because I still can’t pick a major, though I’m in Humanities with my two friends, Jihoon and Wonwoo. The last member of our group, Soonyoung, is in the Arts. He’s still sleeping now, because he slept at 5am, working on his project. “Anyway, it’s best if you choose a major this term. If you don’t, you may be up for extension.”
“I know, I know.”
“Good morning.” A yawning Wonwoo greeted us. Obviously, he’s not in the mood to go to class. He’s wearing a sweater and track pants for school with just a pen and his notebook. “Is my bed hair bad?”
I shook my head. “Not worse than Jihoon’s, so it’s pretty good for now, Wonwoo.”
“Right.” He noticed Jihoon’s cap. “Yeah, I can tell with the cap.”
“I’ve never gone out without a cap, though.”
“Oh, right.” Yeah, Wonwoo’s probably out of it. We got out of the dorm and to our building. Wonwoo and Jihoon went ahead of me first, since they’re going to attend their major classes. Me? I’m going to attend my core classes, of course. I stepped into the lecture hall. To my surprise, there are still lots of vacant seats left – of course, I’m thirty minutes early.
Another surprise for me. It’s Park Soobin. To ya’ll who probably know, we’re in the same hookup – no, I mean, hang-out club. Although these days, that club just turned into a Movie Review Club. And Soobin is one of the few girls who I haven’t talked to. She has this wall around her, and among my friends, she only talks to SoonHoon. (Soonyoung and Jihoon) I think it’s because they belong in the Show Choir, too.
Ugh no, I don’t want to get things on with her. I’m just intrigued. Other than the fact that she and I don’t talk, what is she doing here? No jokes though, she should be in the Arts Department. I heard from Soonyoung that she’s in Fine Arts.
Lucky Junhui. Looks like there’s a free seat right next to her. I decided not to think much and go next to her. When I got there, she didn’t even bat me an eyelash. She just kept drawing on her sketchpad. Great. I am such a failure.
But it’s too early to lose hope!
“Excuse me?” I finally called her out. Looks like she finally felt my presence because she removed her earphones to hear me. No wonder she ignored me. She’s wearing earphones.
Our eyes met. Well, she has small eyes, and her pink-dyed hair looks good on her. Overall, I think she’s pretty. “Yes, do I know you?”
“Y-you don’t know me?”
I saw her slowly shake her head in innocence. SHE REALLY DOESN’T KNOW ME?! “Although you do look familiar to me.”
“Can I sit with you and chat? I suddenly feel offended.”
Her eyebrows curled in worry. She looks so innocent! “Oh, I’m so sorry!” She picked up her bag and moved it to the floor and I scooted in to sit next to her. At least, we’re making a great conversation now! She began rolling her earphones and she closed her sketchbook shut before glancing back at me. “So, you mentioned that we’ve met?”
I nodded. “The hook – no, the Hangout Club.”
She looked up to me. “Oh! Really?” She maintained eye contact – “I didn’t see you there.” Yeah, girlie, probably because I’m either hooking up with someone or I’m flirting with someone.
“Wonwoo, Jun and Soonyoung and I are friends.”
“Oh,” Yes, she remembers me! “So you’re the fuckboy?”
I coughed, quite harshly, ultimately worrying her but I raised my hand in dismissal. “Sorry, but who told you that?”
“That? Wonwoo did.” She smiled shyly. “He told me not to get too close to you because I asked him if he knew someone who can model for me in a class work. He originally suggested you but he took it back almost immediately.” She raised a brow and asked me once more with her innocent tone. “Are you really one?”
That idiot Jeon Wonwoo. I can see his smirk a mile away. “Well, I do go on a lot of dates, does that make me one?”
She blinked and shook her head. “Well, I go on lots of blind dates, too, but I’m sure I’m not a fuckgirl.” She smiled at me and I smiled back. She’s a smart girl.
“So, why are you in Humanities?”
“Ah, I enrolled for this class!” She pulled out her book – the class book.
Oh, figures. Girlie needs inspirations.
Love and Betrayal in Asia.
“One, two, three, pose.” First shot is done. “Alright, Sooyoung, run your fingers through your hair, sweetie.” Second shot, done without hardships. “Sooyoung, who did you get for your partner for today’s shoot? Heejun? Seokwoo? Or maybe Wo –“ I cut off the photographer before she can say another name.
“My boyfriend, Daniel.”
“Oh, isn’t he the runner-up for the Fall Runaway?”
I nodded and looked over at the clock. Daniel should be here by now, where is he? Is he running late? Is he still stuck in one of his classes or is he still in his dormitory? Why is he running late?
My phone rang. I moved away from the camera, of course, to get my phone and look at the text message.
Hey babe. Sorry I can’t join you today, something crazy urgent came up and I just have to go there. Really really sorry babe!! I’ll make it up to you~ But for now, I sent my good friend, Hwang Minhyun, to switch for me. He’s in show choir, BUT I can assure you babe, he’s good-looking! I’m really sorry my love, but I’ll explain later, okay? I love you! –Niel :)
My face froze. Is he kidding me? But of course, do I look like I have a choice?
“Excuse me? I came for Miss Park Sooyoung?”
I looked up, raised my head, and looked for the owner of the voice.
So that’s Hwang Minhyun. He’s got a big head but he’ll do. “Hey, Niel Told me about you.”
I CAN’T BELIEVE I’M DITCHING MY WOMAN FOR THIS LECTURE.
Only if this seminar isn’t required, I wouldn’t have even dared to step foot in this lecture hall! Apparently, this lecture isn’t about anything else but the war in the past, not that I care. I’m so bummed. Why is this room even full?
“Kang Daniel.” Someone called me out? I looked up to check who it was – she’s standing, of course, I have to look up.
The mere mention of her name sends shivers to my spine. “S-Sana.” I saw her raise a brow. She’s a man-killer. Ya’ll saw how she easily sent “men are trash” in the group chat, right? Damn, she’s crazy scary.
She raised a brow when I mentioned her name. “I was asking if anyone’s sitting here.” She pointed at the seat next to me. Actually, Sana has this cute face. Her eyes are wide, she’s crazy pretty, too but it’s just her defense mechanism against guys. The main fact that you won’t strike up a convo with her unless you’re a girl is really something.
I shook my head. “No one is.” I noticed the spot she chose is also on the corner. She didn’t hesitate and she sat next to me – weird. “But why are you in this class? This is for Economics, though?”
“I’m filling in for someone.” She sharply remarked.
She nodded. “She had to sleep out last night because of Yujin and her boyfriend. As expected, men are trash.”
I raised a brow, now. Damn, this convo is getting long. “Don’t generalize.”
“And don’t try to defend yourself.”
I was about to comeback but the lecturer arrived. Well, Minatozaki, you sure are challenging the great Kang Daniel.
A year before clinical studies is this year. It’s the least hectic year for the med students. I mean, I’m a med school student, but in veterinary med. I love animals, in general and I guess that’s my drive for getting into vet med.
But I guess the only hectic part here is topping the exam for clinical studies, because that’ll serve as our ticket to actually get to clinical studies or I’ll have to retake that exam this summer – and I actually value my summer.
Right now, I’m in the library studying with Jeongyeon. She’s also in med school, but also in the Athletics Department. She’s under a double-degree program. Still, she has to pass the exam for clinical studies.
“Chungha.” She called me out and I looked up to meet her eyes.
“Where’s Longguo? He’s supposed to study with us.”
“He and I aren’t close.”
“But you’re in most of your classes together, so call him over. We have Ethics of Medicine to study, and he has most of the powerpoint slides.”
Right, Longguo’s the head for that class, so it makes sense that he has the powerpoints. I stood up, took my phone and headed out of the library. Longguo’s fine but he and I are polar opposites. He’s like, a cat person. I’m a dog person. And also –
“Hey, Miss Pretending.” See, he has the tendency to call me that.
I just rolled my eyes. “Don’t call me that.”
He smirked playfully as he raised his phone, with my caller ID on it. “I’m only a few minutes late, right?”
I nodded. “But Jeongyeon’s already pissed.”
“When is she not?” He said as he ended the call for me and headed to the library first. He saw Jeongyeon’s short hair almost immediately and he sat next to the seat I’m supposed to sit on. I was going to sit back on my seat but then I got another phone call. “Who’s that?”
I glanced at my phone. “It’s Terri. I’ve got to go.”
“Oh, you mean, your fake friend?” I shot Longguo a glare. Ever since he’s met my friends, he’s been calling them fake. That’s where the Miss Pretending came from. But I know my friends.
Jeongyeon raised a brow. “Chungha, are you still hanging out with Terri’s gang?”
“I sort of need to. I don’t have anyone in my classes but them.”
Longguo blinked, though it wasn’t obvious at all. “So, me in your classes is nothing?”
“You’re a guy.”
“So? I think I can be better than them at being friends with you, though.”
I rolled my eyes. If only he knew.
Chapter 4: 003 : Still Beautiful
There are things that remain beautiful.
003 : Still Beautiful
“My beloved Four-eyes!” Aw, I saw my favorite victim just right after physics! My day is complete right after this. Although I can hear him say, here we go again, but my four-eyes is my favorite four-eyes.
He narrowed his already narrow eyes. “Don’t you have anything good to do other than bother me?” He crossed his arms and crooked his head. “What are you doing in the Humanities commons, anyway?”
I smiled plainly. “My blind date bailed on me.” I shrugged and he nodded.
“So if your blind date bailed on you, you’ll pick on me?”
I nodded. Actually, I’m not going on a blind date at all. “I was lying.” I shrugged once more. “Club meeting, you know.”
“Our hookup club?”
This dickhead. I don’t think Jeon Wonwoo has any other names for our club but a Hook-up Club. Not that he’s wrong or anything, it’s just weird. “Yeah, we have a movie review to do and post on the website.”
He raised a brow and we began walking to the clubroom together. “What movie are you going to review?”
“Kimi no na wa, probably. That was the only movie I was able to focus on for the past few days.”
I noticed him nod. I’m one of the few people Wonwoo talks to for some sort of reason, other than his friends. He used to date Yerin a year ago (I think) and things got weird between them, so they broke up.
My love life?
Well, me and Ten hooked up once, during club meeting. Weird, awkward, and I don’t wanna go back to it. But after that, I can pretty much tell that I’m a no-boyfriend-since-birth person. Or, well, my friends call me heteronormative, so you guys should call me haven’t-dated-since-birth, that’s a lot better, I guess. “You?” I asked him, referring to his own review.
“Maybe Pitch Perfect 3. I watched that with Jihoon a week ago.”
I nodded and we headed for the clubroom. It’s already 4-o-clock, so the neighbors, also known as Book Readers Club and the Silence Club (I’m guessing the Silence Club is also a hookup club), are out of their clubrooms now. It’s time to watch a good movie!
When we got there, there are already a few people. Well, Seungyeon did a great job re-furnishing the clubroom and Ten actually bought a TV for us WELL HELLO THERE RICHASS. Also, there are at least thirty people in this club, so there are new lockers by the door, and a fridge and a microwave. If ya’ll mistake this for a dorm, I won’t even doubt you. ALSO there are five or six sofa beds and a lot of carpets and bean bags. As exected, Chang Seungyeon. What is she doing in Economics? She should go take up interior design!
“How was it?” Seungyeon asked with a big, beaming smile on her face.
I gave her a thumbs-up and Wonwoo nodded. He looked amazed, too. “Good work, Seungyeon.” We both went to the lockers to search for our names and when we found our lockers, we put our bags inside and switched to comfy slippers. The few (actually, there are five) people who already arrived are Soonyoung, Longguo, Changkyun, Momo and Soobin. Soonyoung’s on one of the sofa beds, has his earphones on and is currently (probably) dancing to a beat. Longguo brought in another stray cat into our clubroom as if it was VERY VERY normal. (But hey, Chungha brings in stray dogs, too.) Changkyun’s solving another freaking physics question that he’ll probably post on Instagram later. Momo’s sleeping and Soobin’s drawing stuffs on her sketchpad.
I glanced at Wonwoo, who already headed for Soonyoung, so that leaves me on my own, because Seungyeon went out to the convenience store.
I guess I’ll be solving Phy-fucking-sics with Changkyun.
“First of all, what the hell?” I heard Sejeong curse as we scanned her term grade’s current standing, where it says that she didn’t submit some classworks. “This doesn’t make sense! I submitted all my classworks!” She looked up to me with frustration in her eyes. I can tell, she’s pretty worked up.
At this moment, we’re in the convenience store, my part-time job as she’s waiting for me before going to the club meeting, or should I say, movie night? It was my idea. Not a bad one, but a weird one. I heard Seungyeon got the whole clubroom renovated within a day so she skipped all of her classes. She sleeps on classes, anyway, so it doesn’t look noticeable.
“AYO!” Oh, speaking of. Chang Seungyeon has arrived. She looks like a goth with all her make-up but she looks like a gangster with her outfits. She looks like she can kill any moment. “Sejeong, Dongyoung, hello!”
“Oh, it’s Seungyeon.” Sejeong closed the tab to her grades’ portal and stood up. “How’s the clubroom?”
“Wonwoo liked it, so it’s probably fine.” Seungyeon shrugged as she answered Sejeong before facing me. “Do we get free food today?”
I nodded as I pulled out four whole plastic bags of chips and beer from the counter. Not to worry, these foods will expire in two days so the owner just gave it to me to get it over with. “We can finish that within tonight right? Those things expire in two days.”
Seungyeon had a meh-smile. “In our club, we have a drunkard and a glutton so we’ll be fine, Dongyoung.” She picked up the bags and managed to wave goodbye. “I’ll see you lovebirds later.”
“Bye!” Sejeong smiled softly but her face changed the moment Seungyeon left the door. It’s dim, quite sad and unflattered. I wish I can do something to help her, but I can’t, it’s been ticking her off ever since we lost the show choir duet to some sophomores. I squeezed her hand gently. “Dongyoung..” She called me out.
“Did we lack anything?” See? She’s still ticked off about our loss. “I mean, I wanted to do that duet, too.”
I don’t know what to say, to be honest. The sophomores were just too good. Their vocal timbre, their tone, even their emotions were too real. “The spring competition will be up after the Winter Competition, honey. We can always try again.”
She smiled softly again, but you can tell it’s a sad smile. “Right.”
As if on cue, Lisa, the person who’s on the shift after me, arrived. “Sorry I’m late!”
I smiled. “It’s okay.” I took off my apron, pulled my bag from the counter and took off with Sejeong.
“Yo, Seokwoo, heading for club meeting?” Ten asked as he threw me a towel. We just finished practicing for a practice game with Cooper University. They’re last year’s Intercollegiate League’s champions, so we can learn about them if we fight them.
I nodded. “I think I’ll pass for now. I have a Public Law exam tomorrow, and I have twenty pages of backlog.”
“Unlucky you.” He changed into his shirt and headed out first, and I did the same. Actually, Jeongyeon, the coach’s daughter, also our manager, managed to get back our clubroom from Bambam as she punished Jaehyun, Mingyu and the other basketball boys who live in the same dorm as the kid. Poor sophomores. I actually live in the same dorm as them but their floor has always been wild.
Anyway, I picked up my gym bag and left the locker room. Time to go back to the dorm and study hard for the damn exam. It’s going to be a long walk, since the dorm is on the north side of the campus and the basketball gym is on the east side so I have to walk.
Oh, it’s my phone.
From: Wu Xuanyi (Student Council – Press Relations Officer)
Greetings! Please be noted that the culture festival will be held next-next month (March) on the second week. Please make sure that your organization has something prepared.
Terrific. Now, our hook-up club has to do something that’s NOT hooking up.
“Seokwoo, watch where you’re going.” I looked down, thanks to my tall height and saw two of my clubmates. Both of them are their respective department beauties. The departments are Fine Arts and Design and then Sciences, respectively. Yerin and Jennie. The former’s on the innocent side of beauty while the latter’s on the bitch side of beauty. They’re friends, and as they say, opposites attract. I don’t know, but both of them have something in common, too. “You almost bumped to Yerin.” Jennie began scolding me and I just raised an arm in apology.
“Sorry, I got a text saying that we need to do something for the culture festival.” I apologized with a soft smile, but when I said that we have to do something, both of the girls glanced at one another.
Jennie raised a brow. “What? Hook up in front of other people?”
Yerin and I coughed out on the same time, and Yerin smiled slightly. It’s nice to see her smile. It’s been a while since I saw her smile. “Not a bad idea.” Yerin immediately agreed but I both shot them a glare. We’re not doing that. “Seokwoo, didn’t you know that up north isn’t the way to the clubroom?”
I shook my head. “I think I’ll pass. I have a quiz tomorrow at seven.”
Jennie smirked. “Wow, unlucky you.”
“Ten said the same thing before I left practice.”
“I should praise him, then.”
I smiled and bowed slightly. “I’ve got to go now.”
The two girls bowed slightly as well and nodded as I took my leave.
After meeting Seokwoo, who I probably don’t meet outside club, me and Jennie headed to the clubroom – the one that was almost stolen from us. When we got there, the other kids already found their spots. There are like, sixteen people in the room already. Including Sooyoung. Whenever I see her, that scene always flashes back through my mind, like it’s always coming back to me, like it never left me, like a year hasn’t passed. Soonyoung, Wonwoo, Jihoon and Junhui are on the sofa bed, chattering loudly. Longguo, Chungha, and Jeongyeon are studying at another sofa bed. Changkyun and Myungeun are doing their homework or something. Momo, Seungyeon and Ten are picking movies and Soobin, Dongyoung and Sejeong are chatting. Sooyoung – she’s probably waiting for Oh Hayoung.
Jennie and I headed for the lockers to change shoes. Seungyeon had the room carpeted, the first thing she would hate is shoes on the carpet.
“Hey.” Speaking of Oh Hayoung, she also headed for the locker. And Seungyeon just had to assign my locker right next to her. Terrific. “Yerin, hi.”
I saw her smirk and change quickly before running off to Sooyoung. Jennie and I understood each other immediately and went to the other side, a little closer to Soobin’s group. It didn’t take long for Dabin, Heejun and Jaehwan to arrive. The moment Jaehwan arrived, Momo, Ten and Seungyeon ran to him, looks like he rented the movie the trio wanted.
“Hey, bonos.” Jennie grabbed everyone’s attention. “Not everyone’s attending today, should we start without them? It’s almost seven.”
Ten nodded. “Then let’s start the movie at exactly seven.” The others seem to agree with Ten, so we decided to wait a little bit more.
“So, what are we watching?” Chungha asked.
The four movie-players, Jaehwan, Momo, Ten and Seungyeon chorused. “Pacific Rim.” Wow, the chorus is good enough for show choir.
Someone pushed me from the back. I looked up to see who it was –
“Sorry.” His voice is still deep, still alluring, still beautiful. “I-It was Soonyoung.”
But I didn’t hear what Soonyoung said after that. I became drowned in his eyes again. It always happens like this. “It’s fine, Wonwoo.”
“The tension on that side is petrifying.” I noted as Wonwoo (through Soonyoung) pushed Yerin from the back.
I saw Chungha nod and I glanced at her. Chungha, well, we’ve known each other in high school, and she’s really appealing. She has the moves and the looks, plus, she’s nice, too. To be honest, if it’s her and Jeongyeon, I can easily open up a conversation with them. They’re literally the only ones I talk to, and they’re the only ones I sincerely trust.
But Chungha, she’s always trying to get recognition from other people – not that it’s bad, it’s just that she’s willing to play slave for them just for her to be “friends” with them. And I’m talking about Terri and company. She isn’t like that during high school, and I really hate this change about her. Is she trying to gain acceptance or something?
“Do I have something on my face, Longguo?” I shook my head upon her question. To be honest, I wouldn’t even be in this club if it wasn’t for her. I wouldn’t even talk to these people if Chungha wasn’t here. I’m here to keep her in check, make sure no one Terri-fies her in this – hookup club.
“Put down your hair.” I called her out – it’s the fifth time I caught Kwon Soonyoung staring at her.
“But it’s hot.”
“Just do it.”
She heaved a sigh and pulled her hair tie. I pulled her bag and grabbed a comb for her to fix her hair with. I can’t have other kids preying on her. She’s too vulnerable, she can’t pull off a Yerin, we can’t – I can’t have that happening to Chungha.
Chapter 5: 004 : Freedom! ‘90
004 : Freedom! ‘90
Last night was a good night because we watched a good movie and it sort of gave me some inspiration to draw so it was worth it, I guess. But what wasn’t worth it was watching other people make out. I guess Seungyeon opened a small room in the clubroom for these kinds of situation. I don’t get my clubmates’ one-time-thing. I haven’t had it, and I don’t want to have it. Call me conservative or whatsoever.
“Soobin.” I looked up to meet Junhui’s eyes. We’re in Love and Betrayal in Asia again. This is the only class that we have together, though.
Honestly, I lied when I told him I didn’t know him. I actually drew him on sketch multiple times – kissing girls, probably. I think he kissed everyone in our club except me, Sejeong and Yerin, probably. Me because I don’t kiss in public, Sejeong because she and Dongyoung have been together even before college (but they broke up in freshman year for a semester but they’re back again! What’s meant to be will be!) and Yerin because Junhui doesn’t hook up with his friends’ exes.
“Y-yeah?” Yeah, why did I stutter?
“Is someone sitting next to you?” I shook my head and I scooted in and continued sketching. He sat down next to me, and I can feel his eyes on my working hands.
“Is there something wrong, Junhui?”
He shook his head and smiled softly. “It’s just that I’ve been looking over at your work last time and I just noticed that your style’s so distinct.” He began analyzing my work. “Like, your lines are distinct from the others.”
“I didn’t expect that from you.”
He beamed. “Well, you should expect the unexpected if it’s Wen Junhui.”
I nodded and smiled at him. That’s nice of him. “Sometimes the clothes do not make the man.”
“Wow, are you ripping off lyrics from Pitch Perfect or are you praising me?”
This time, I was the one who beamed at him. “I’m doing both, Junhui.”
“Just call me Jun, Soobin.”
“Alright then.” But I have a question. “Jun, how do you know about line styles and distinctiveness?”
As if a lightbulb popped out of his head, he smiled brightly. “I actually like akrehdie! She or he posted an art in my mom’s gallery and I tried to get his or her name but my mom wouldn’t let me. Plus, his or her instagram is on private.”
Akrehdie is my pen name.
“Can I see you paint?”
I smiled subtly. “I’m sorry, I don’t let people see me paint.” I gently rejected him.
“Ouch, Soobin. You keep rejecting me.”
I smiled it off but I can’t help but feel apologetic. I’m really sorry, Jun.
“Five, six, seven, eight. Jung Jaehyun! Move those arms!” I called one out. “Lee Seokmin, you’re off-beat!” I groaned. “Hwang Minhyun, do you have two left feet?!”
“Hey, Soonyoung, don’t slander Minhyun!” Jaehwan yelled.
“You have two left feet, too, Kim Jaehwan. Move that ass!” I scowled. Seriously, this show choir must be a show choir with two left feet.
“Listen to Soonyoung. Jamie, move your hips a little more.” Chungha, who’s standing next to me, also training them, yelled to the girls but nicer than my tone, definitely. She’s not yet stressed. “That’s better, Jamie.”
I noticed one of the other kids not-so-dancing. I know that group. It’s Chungha’s group of friends. I elbowed Chungha to get her attention. “Chungha, your friends aren’t dancing.” I saw her bit her lower lip. Why is she getting anxious over calling out her friends? What, she can’t correct them? I didn’t expect Chungha to be this….
I crossed my arms and frowned. “Forget it. Bring the guys to the second auditorium; I’ll deal with the girls.”
I saw her smile a thankful smile and she held on my arm. “Thank you, Soonyoung.” She and I switched places as she led the gentlemen out of the practice room. I saw disappointed looks on Terri and her friends’ faces. Looks like I’m correct about something.
Ever since Chungha met them, they’ve been treating Chungha like, I don’t know, dirt? It’s been like that for a while now. Just because Chungha is nice and naïve, doesn’t mean that they should treat her like that.
I looked over at the loud shutting of the door. Seeing Chungha smile…
Makes me want to protect her.
I pulled myself out of the seats and to the hallway. Sometimes, I feel like the entire school’s bothering me. Just this week, I had to submit two playwrights that were assigned JUST A FEW DAYS AGO. Yesterday, Momo forgot to sort the white clothes from the dark clothes – so my white shirt is now grey. And she had the guts to go out and watch a movie? Terrific. Momo doesn’t know anything but dancing and sleeping and eating.
“Sana.” Someone tapped me and I looked for the owner of the voice – Oh, it’s Park Jinwoo. One of the other guys in the Arts department who’s also in our h(ookup)ang out club. I noticed him retreat his hand to a distance and I also saw him smile slightly. “Miss Perkins is looking for you.”
I raised a brow. “Me?”
He nodded. “About your playwright.”
My brow kept rising. “What about my playwright?”
He shrugged. “I don’t know, she just told me to call you.”
He smiled softly and walked away. I appreciate Jinwoo for being brave enough to talk to me. He’s one of the few men who are able to do that. Other than Kang Daniel irritating me almost every day, of course.
I headed to the faculty office, and saw a familiar silhouette.
Well, can my week get any worse?
Right now, I’m standing next to the worst of all men in history, Kim Hanbin. Terrific. Just, terrific. And to make the matters worse, we’re both standing in front of Miss Perkins, which means that she probably wants us to do something together. “Hello, Miss Minatozaki, Mister Kim. You’re probably wondering why I called the two of you in together.”
Yes I am, Miss Perkins. “Y-yeah.” Hanbin answered her before I did. I just want this to be over, please? Like, immediately?
“I saw Hanbin’s self-composed song. Our Clothes. And I also happened to have read Sana’s playwright. Sometimes the Clothes Do Not Make a Man.” Oh. He passed that song to Miss Perkins? “And I want you two to work together for the upcoming Culture Festival’s musicale. With Hanbin’s songs and Sana’s playwright, I’m sure you can make a good musicale. I can ask Akrehdie to do the poster and the props and everything you need for the musicale.” She shot us both a sharp glare. “Are you two in?”
I noticed Hanbin nodding so I raised my arm. “Not me.”
She smirked. Looks like she’s going to play with me. “Sana, I heard you needed some data for your undergraduate playwright project from the prosecution office.” She pulled out a calling card from her desk. “You see, sweetie, my boyfriend is a prosecutor, and I can get you that data if you do this musicale. Your pick.”
This type of bargain is so annoying. The school hates me, confirmed. “Can I think about it first?”
Miss Perkins nodded and smiled. “I’ll give you three days.”
My choice. I either work with that asshole or I’d have to use unnecessary measures to get that data. Either way, both options are equally disgusting.
After show choir practice, I headed to the shower room to take a bath. Chungha tired us all out from dance practice, and I have vocal lessons with Coach Hyunkyu to do right after this – I have a solo on the group performance. The sophomores are taking all the solos and they even got the intro and the duet. My sister, Yuju, as she likes to be called, got the duet with Seokmin, who we grew up with. (I think the two are dating but my sister’s love issues are not my issues) Well, the seniors are busy and the juniors are busy, too. Chungha’s supposed to be studying for clinical something but she’s teaching us for the competition.
I took a shower and left the shower room before heading to Mr. Hyunkyu’s vocal lessons. I came across the softball court and I saw the same short-haired girl in the hangout club last night. She’s wearing her practice clothes and shesprettytoo.
Wait what did I say?
Never mind that. I’m running late.
After working on the show choir’s moves, I headed out for the dance team. Other than the show choir, the Dance Team is actually the only place where I find comfort. I’m uncomfortable with Longguo, I’m uncomfortable with Terri and I’m uncomfortable on the Show Choir. Not that I hate it.
I was walking through the corridors but my tracks stopped when I heard my name coming out from a girl’s mouth. My name is Chungha… right?
“Ey, did you hear? Junhui and Chungha, they did ‘it’ last night in the hookup club.” Wait? Me and Junhui?
I listened more to learn more about me and Junhui hooking up. I like the sound of my story. Tell me more! “They did! Wow, Longguo isn’t enough, she has to hook up with Junhui too? Isn’t she being too much of a bitch?”
“Who hooked up with whom, exactly?”
Oh shit shit shit shit shit. I hid myself behind one of the pillars and pulled down my cap.
Darn darn darn darn.
He’s not supposed to know about this!
“Chungha hooked up with me and then Junhui?” He raised a brow. “And it happened last night.”
“T-that’s what the other girls in VetMed keep saying.” One of them reasoned.
“Yeah, but that didn’t happen. Chungha’s conservative. The only time she wears skimpy clothes is when she dances.” He was so nonchalant in speaking, it’s always been like that. “Don’t believe it until you see it in your own eyes.” He coldly replied AS HE BEGAN HEADING TO MY DIRECTION!
WHAT NOT NOW, JIN LONGGUO!
What the fuck.
Our eyes met and he had this scornful look on his face. The last time I’ve seen this look on his face was in junior high school, 9th grade. He’s pissed. But why? The pissed one here should be me. He grabbed my wrist and pulled me to the yard. When we got there, he forcefully, dropped my wrist and glared at me. “You keep worrying me.”
Not this again.
“Longguo, I told you, don’t look out for me.”
“And you expect me to do that?”
“Then what should I do?!”
“Leave Terri and Louisse.” He ordered. I can feel the coldness of his words. “Just do it, Chungha.”
“I –“ I stopped. “I can’t.”
“Yes, you can, Chungha.”
“You don’t understand Longguo.”
He ran his hand through his hair. “Goddammit, Chungha. We both know those two have been using you for privileges.”
“I know, Longguo, I know.”
I want to be accepted by someone other than you. I wanted to tell him. But instead, other words came out of my mouth. “I’m sorry.”
Chapter 6: 005 : Tragedies
“I’m sorry, that’s all?” I asked Chungha, trying not to raise my voice. “Chungha, are we really friends?”
“Stop, Longguo. Nothing’s going to change my mind.” She walked away first and I clenched my fist. Why won’t she tell me? To her, am I really not a friend? God, this is so annoying.
I began walking back to the building. I have no choice now but to watch over Chungha from afar, even though it’s annoying as heck. I’m walking alone right now, and it’s quite dark in the Medical Building, so I know, for sure, that I’m alone. “Oi.”
“AAAH!” I screamed as I saw someone behind me – shit. My eyes LITERALLY widened when I saw her. Do I know her? She’s smaller than me, and she has big eyes. She has a headband on her head that has some spikes or whatever those are and she’s wearing a white dress and pink heels. Talk about no-color-coordination. “God, you scared me!” Who is she, really? I don’t know her! I mean, she looks familiar, like I may have seen her before but I can’t remember. I think I’ve seen her around Changkyun a few times.
Oh, I’m running out of character.
I covered my mouth with a handkerchief and sighed as I tried to recall who she is. “Jin Longguo, I’ve never seen you look that stressed.” Oh? She knows me? But who’s she? She passed me a can of – beer?
I scanned the beer can and stared at it for a bit. Is she going to poison me? “What’s this for?”
She smiled. Oh, now she looks really familiar. I think I’ve seen her hanging around Jeon Wonwoo yesterday. “Drink your frustrations out!” Wow, she’s bright.
What was her name again? Was it Park…
Nah, that’s a dude’s name. The surname’s Park, so who’s the Parks in our club? Park Jinwoo’s the photography dude, Park Sooyoung’s the tall one, Park Soobin’s the one who’s always drawing, so she’s…
“Park Myungeun.” Oh, I got her attention. I’m right.
I smiled softly and said, “Thank you.” I saw her blink and stare at me for a few seconds. Did a bird shit on my face? “Is there something wrong?”
She shook her head. “You do know that you look hot saying ‘Thank You’, right?” I blinked.
Is she –
Playing with me?
Annoying. That’s the word that best describes Soonyoung for me. Kwon Soonyoung is annoying. I told myself as I faced him again. “What’s with you now, Hirai?” He crossed his arms and raised a brow at me. Right after a few minutes on fighting over dance steps, I suddenly wish that Chungha’s here with us right now but sadly, she called in sick.
“I told you it’ll be worthless to do the step in the chorus. That only makes the performance messy.” I reasoned as I tried doing the steps he demonstrated earlier during practice. I never look down on Soonyoung. He’s a terrific dancer, but I choreograph, too. And sadly, we don’t get along in the choreo he wants to do.
“Hirai, I can’t see it getting messy just because of one damn step.”
“Kwon Soonyoung, I can bet you two hundred bucks that it won’t go well.”
“It will, I tried it!”
“So, should we call on Chungha and ask her if it’ll work, because I can tell that she won’t like this, too.”
“The jump will be perfect for that timing! And the beat will fit it perfectly.”
I widened my eyes. “No, it won’t!”
“You two are fighting?” Oops. Two sophomores arrived. Perfect timing.
“W-we’re not.” We both chorused.
Mina, one of the sophomores raised a brow at us, unbelieving. They might’ve heard us raising our voices on one another, it’s weird. She just shrugged and headed to the locker room. “Whatever you two say.” I ran my hands through my hair and shot him a glare.
“Kwon Soonyoung, a word with you.” I motioned him to get out with me and he rolled his eyes as we walked out. It’s already nighttime and we’re still not done with this annoying-ass choreography. “It won’t work, I swear. Your idea is a pep squad routine. It’s not going to work even if we force it to.”
He rolled his eyes – again. “It will, Hirai-san.” He learned Japanese in freshman year so he addresses me formally. “Trust me.”
“I’m a choreographer, too. I know it won’t.”
“God, it won’t!”
I was going to complain some more but he stopped me by moving forward.
Too close. Too close.
I pushed him away immediately. “That was underhanded, Kwon Soonyoung-kun!”
“すみません” He apologized in Japanese. “I was going to demonstrate how the dance will be, but I guess that we’ll have to wait for Chungha, then.”
I nodded. That may be the best idea now. Wait for Chungha.
But why am I sighing out of …. I don’t know, is this relief?
Or is this worry?
“Don’t you ever smile?” I for one, cannot believe that I’m carrying Jin Longguo for this woman. And yet she asks me if I smile. She’s WEIRD. She’s SCARY
I shot her a glare as I smelled the smell of alcohol reek from Longguo’s body. “I can’t smile. Not right now. How can you smile in this situation?”
She shrugged. “I’m always happy.” Typical Park Myungeun. She literally spends most of her time laughing her ass out. I just groaned. Is this my curse? Do I really have to be involved with smiley girls? Not that I’m complaining, but if this keeps up, I might consider getting exorcised.
“Don’t you have better things to do? Like, not letting Jin Longguo drink to his death?”
She shrugged again. “He and Chungha got on a fight.”
I raised a brow. “Do they actually fight?”
She nodded. "I'd like to think it's because of my perky nipples."
My face twitched. Is she alright or is she out of her minds? I don’t know, maybe both? “Why would they fight about something like that?”
She deadpanned. "Are you saying I have a problem?"
What is she saying now? I looked up to see her face – and she’s beet red. Looks like she’s drunk, too. From the last time we drank beer, I heard she can’t take more than 4 cans. “How many cans did you drink?”
Oh, god. “You got drunk on campus premises?”
“I do not get drunk-- I get awesome.”
“No you don’t. You get wild.”
“You know, Wonwoo, I’m totally walking straight, but this damn Earth is drunk!”
I rolled my eyes. “No, you’re definitely drunk.” I glanced at Longguo then at Myungeun. I can’t handle two drunken people on my own, I need some backup. I looked for a bench and dropped Longguo there, first. “Sit down, Myungeun.” Last time I checked, Kang Daniel lives with him in the same dorm so I should call him up. I live in the same dorm as Myungeun, so I can take her home –
Or should I just ask another person to pick her up? I don’t want to go back to that time again.
Yeah, I guess I’ll just ask Jennie or someone to pick her up. Jennie seems strong enough. Or maybe Sana.
Yeah, I’ll just call Sana.
But I’ll call Daniel first.
“What? Who are you picking up?” I yelled through the phone as Daniel, my boyfriend, is asking for my permission to pick someone up.
“Longguo. He and Myungeun went to face-off in a drinking contest, now he’s passed out and Wonwoo’s looking after him.” Wonwoo, huh? His name gives me flashbacks of war.
“Yeah, sure, but head back quickly.”
His tone changed enthusiastically. “I will! I love you, bye~” He ended the call and I can only smile. Daniel, seriously. He’s a beautiful man. He’s kind and bubbly, he’s the definition of a man.
But I know I’m not the definition of a ‘woman’.
I chose my own feelings over my friend and at the end, I lost.
Well, speaking of. I just saw that friend across the hall. She still has those small eyes that Wonwoo fell for. Sometimes, I just can’t help but be reminded of all the pain I caused her.
All the pain I caused Yerin.
She was nice to me. She was my first friend. But I chose Wonwoo over her.
And I regret it.
But as they say, regrets come after the tragedy. And she and I are tragic – extremely tragic.
Chapter 7: 006: Why We’re A Hookup Club
006: Why We’re A Hookup Club
Dabin: Hello humans I sincerely worry about my beloved screentime.
Dabin: Which I don’t have, absolutely.
Heejun: DON’T WORRY BABE U R NO 1 IN SCREENTIME IN MY HEART
Sejeong: @Kim Dongyoung I’m breaking up with you if you EVER dare try that.
Kim Dongyoung: Indeed, noted.
Dabin: @Oh Heejun For the hundred-and-twenty-eighth time! Stop!
Sorn: I wanna watch Jumanji. Anyone up for a jumanji-like marathon?
Jaehwan: Oh did u mean sextime…?
Jaehwan: Youngjae is gonna be happy.
Youngjae: Stfu kim Jaehwan.
Seokwoo: Well, if ya’ll are gonna be watching the movies for a while, the CLYDE would like to be excused.
Seokwoo: That includes Sooyoung and Youngjae.
Ten: The association of the rich brats who live up north. CEOs, Doctors, Engineers, and Politicians, name it, they have it
Sooyoung: Also, a charity organization so stfu Ten.
Sooyoung: … So we have to go home tonight?
Seokwoo: As per our parents’ decision, yes. I’m on my way to pick up Mingyu and his friends right now.
Youngjae: I guess we’re hitching a ride with you.
Seokwoo: MY CAR ISN’T A VAN.
Sooyoung: Jihyo and Sewoon are on my car. What about Youngjae and Yuju?
Youngjae: My sis will probably join the car with Seokmin in it lol
Sooyoung: The kids are getting more action than us lol
Seokwoo: Who tf are u kidding?
Seokwoo: We’re not the ones getting Christmas sex.
Sooyoung: Shut the fuck up Seokwoo.
Sooyoung: We all know who had the most action back in sophomore year when you DEADASS made sure that your mom wasn’t home when you hooked up with ************ in your brand-new Jacuzzi.
Sooyoung: Take note, MINGYU had to clean that up because your mom thought he and his GF had sex.
Youngjae: AAAAAKKKK I HEARD THAT FROM YUJU TOO HAHAHAHAHAHA!
Youngjae: You had to call the repairman!!!
Youngjae: And Seokwoo’s maid won’t clean it.
Soyul: Wow, rich childhood friends are INTENSE.
Soyul: Fighting over who had sex in a Jacuzzi.
Youngjae: I have to pull the record that I never had sex in my house, thank you god bless everyone.
Sooyoung: Don’t play innocent, we know you and the Blue Rose girl had it going on.
Seokwoo: You did it in Doyeon’s room, too!
Seokwoo: You corrupted my sister.
Youngjae: aaaah shut uppppp
Sooyoung: It was in freshman year, too.
Youngjae: How about you two shut up?
Dongyoung: HOW ABOUT the rich kids go on their way?
Sooyoung: I’ve always known that Dongyoung is smart.
Sooyoung: Seokwoo, drive safely.
Daniel: Sooyoung you want me to drive for you?
Youngjae: How about no?
Youngjae: Didn’t you get into a mess with Siyeon and Junghwa last Christmas?
Daniel: Oh yea
Daniel: Sorry bae
Sooyoung: Nah it’s cool.
Seokwoo: We all know Jihyo’s the only one who likes u kkkkkkkk
Daniel: Aw :(
Daniel: I’ll just take care of drunk Longguo :(
Chungha: Longguo got drunk???
Chungha: He actually drinks?
Wonwoo: He drank because of you.
Chungha: No he did not..
Myungeun: Ye he did.
Wonwoo: You’ve finally became sober?
Myungeun: FIVE CANS OF BEER CAN’T TAKE ME!
Sana: Thank god you are.
Sana: Next time, don’t drink outside of the dorm, you don’t know what may have happened to you!
Wonwoo: Next time don’t let them drink at all..
Yujin: What, are you gonna ban alcohol from the club?
Dongyoung: Aw am I gonna chug on the drinks on my own?
Ten: BAN ALCOHOL??? SAYS WHO????????
Wonwoo: We’re not, okay?
Wonwoo: Just for Longguo.
Sana: And Myungeun.
Wonwoo: What she said.
Hanbin: @Lee Jihoon can you come over?
Soonyoung: WHAT’S WRONG WITH THE STRAIGHTS???
Seungyeon: Someone shut him up.
Junhui: On it.
Seungyeon: THANK YOU.
Jihoon: Yeah Hanbin. Is it the new song of yours?
Hanbin: For the play.
Dabin: Shit should I audition for that?
Heejun: even if u audition ur still my number 1!!!!!!
Jeongyeon: roomie why are you dating him?
Dabin: Tbh I don’t know.
Sorn: Um guys? Jumanji????
Jinwoo: I’m otw.
Soobin: I think I want to watch, too!
Chapter 8: 007 : Fatalities
Holding her hand feels so warm. Since the three rich kids are out and some of the other kids are passed out, right now, there are only ten people in the clubroom, watching Jumanji as Sorn suggested. I don’t know why she likes it so much, though. It’s just the Rock being bug-hating. Jack Black being un-straight and other stuffs, I guess.
But then again, I like holding Sejeong’s hands. They’re pretty and soft, like her. “You’re staring at me again.”
“You’re too pretty.”
Her face brightened. “I know.” But I saw it sadden almost immediately. “The kids the CLYDE people were talking about in the GC,” She began so I looked down to meet her eyes. “They were the ones who won the duet, right?”
Really, is she still thinking about that? I poked her head affectionately and I kissed her forehead. “Sejeong-ah, Stop thinking about that duet. We can always try for next time.”
She shook her head, almost furiously. “No, it’s just that,” She sighed, obviously still upset about our loss. “Golden spoons are so lucky. They must’ve had all the time in their hands to practice.”
I held her hand and gently interlanced it with mine. “Then, let’s practice harder for the next time. Let’s even ask Hanbin to work with us!”
Finally, I saw her smile. She’s so pretty, especially when she smiles.
This is why I love her.
My brother’s friends and I parked the car in Youngjae’s family’s garage. We headed to their lounge to meet up with our families. And when we got there, most of our parents and the high schoolers are already there.
The CLYDE works like this – there are seven (Formerly, four) core families within CLYDE. The Parks, Sooyoung’s family, are the people in show business. Her mom used used to be one of the biggest Hollywood Asian stars and her dad’s still one of the biggest-selling movie directors as we speak. He helped direct Marvel movies. The Parks are like the Asian Kardashians, they used to have that show, too. They have four girls and one son as their children. Junghwa, the eldest, is still in college, Sooyoung is born second, Jihyo followed after her and then the only son, Woojin and the youngest, Siyeon are in high school.
After them are the Kangs. The doctors. Originally, they were disregarded as CLYDE before the dad bought an entire hospital. Unlike the other families, the Kangs are of the families who have the least children. They only have two – Kyungwon and Chanhee. Kyungwon’s in college while Chanhee’s in high school. Both of them are Olympians, too.
The last of the recently-recognized CLYDE families are the Jungs. They’re mob bosses, and they have the Thunder Fang, or the biggest underground gang in our city. Like the Kangs, they only have two children. Wheein and Sewoon. Both of them are currently in college.
The Xu-Wus are the politicians, one of the original core families, and the only Chinese family in CLYDE. The mom’s an ambassador for China and the dad’s a congressman. They used Xu-Wu as their family name because the mom’s family is already a family of ambassadors. They have three children – Yifan, Xuanyi and Minghao. Yifan’s a prosecutor, Xuanyi’s still in college with Minghao.
The Chois, Youngjae’s family, is a family of businessmen. The dad owns an entire empire of restaurants while the mom’s on the fashion side of the industry. They have six kids, but that family’s weird – four of the kids are kids of either parent on its first spouse and the two youngest kids are the only full-blooded Yoo-Choi. The mom’s children on her first marriage are Yoo Youngjae, the eldest who’s always away to help in their dad’s business, and Minki, the second (or third, once merged with the rest of the kids), who’s in college. The dad’s kids on his first marriage are Seungcheol and Youngjae, who are both in college. After them are the full-blooded ones, who are Yuju and Seonho. Yuju (or Yuna) is in college while Seonho’s in high school.
The Lees is the family of law-enforcement people. The mom’s the Disctrict Attorney while the dad’s the police commissioner. The first-borns, who are twins, Sungkyung and Minhyuk, are both in law school, Jooeun and Seokmin are both in college while the youngest, Suhyun, is in high school.
Finally, we have my family, the Kims. My parents are engineers. The eldest in our family is Yongsun, and she’s away in law school. The next one is Seokjin, who works for my dad, then me and Mingyu, who are in college. The two youngest, Doyeon and Hyunjin, are both in high school.
The seven families only meet every now and then, the parents would meet more than the kids, to be honest. But when the entire families meet up, it’s either weirdly serious or something.
Right now, the seven families are separated by family, which means that I’m standing with my siblings.
And Mingyu reeks of alcohol.
“God, Mingyu, did you drink?” Yongsun-noona asked.
“Noona, that’s obvious already!” Seokjin-hyung chuckled. “At least he didn’t die.”
Hyunjin nodded at Seokjin-hyung’s response. “I heard from Minghao-oppa that Mingyu-oppa’s girl broke up with him.”
“Of course the girl has to break up with him. She’s a Thunder Fang, he’s a CLYDE member. It’s not rocket science.” I began. Of course, who didn’t know about him and his girlfriend who’s a gang member? It was wild on the school newspaper last week. “Sucks to be you.”
“Thank you for the encouragement, Seokwoo-hyung.”
I heard Thor Lee, the Lee’s dad, clear his throat. “Can I ask for CLYDE’s 97-liners to join us in the meeting room?” The parents began exiting the room and we glanced at Mingyu. Doyeon was like, ‘Wtf did you do’ to Mingyu and Mingyu just shrugged before following the parents in the meeting room with the other 97’s, leaving the rest of us together. The rest of my siblings soon disassembled to meet with their peers and I did the same. I went to Sooyoung and Youngjae. The Choi Youngjae, not the Yoo Youngjae.
Sooyoung frowned. “What’s with today? They should’ve just called the 97 kids.” She growled. “If this is about your brother’s mess, Seokwoo, I’m gonna kill you.”
“Jihyo was called out, too. Don’t be a hypocrite.”
“We all know that Jihyo’s the nicest in that group.”
“Yeah right, my sis literally exists.” Youngjae added. “So should we ditch this CLYDE meeting and watch Jumanji with them?”
I looked up at the clock – 10:50. “At this time, someone should be doing the deed.”
Youngjae shrugged. “Point.”
Sooyoung now looked at Youngjae, as if an idea came out of her head. “Should we just watch anything in your guesthouse, Jae?”
Youngjae and I exchanged glances. “Do you have alcohol?” I asked him
Sooyoung picked up her handbag and said, “Then what are we waiting for?”
My poor Yerin.
This isn’t the first time she’s gotten another nightmare.
I tucked her in her bed as I saw her eyes tighten, calling out Sooyoung and Wonwoo’s name, sometimes cursing both of them. I pulled out a match and lit up a scented candle. That usually calms her down.
When Wonwoo and Sooyoung cheated on Yerin, it wasn’t just a romance that was destroyed – a friendship between four girls was destroyed, too. Me, Yerin, Sooyoung and Hayoung.
I admit, too, that I’ve felt jealous when Yerin and Wonwoo began dating. We all liked him, but we didn’t tell each other. I only found out later on.
I felt jealous because I liked him first.
But that doesn’t work now.
There’s this unspoken rule between girls – you shouldn’t date your friend’s exes. And I want to keep up with at least that. That’s the least I can do for Yerin.
Jumanji is boring – but seeing Soobin observe our club members isn’t. I really find her interesting, I don’t know why. She doesn’t drink that much, and she’s just observing others when someone’s hooking up. I don’t think she’s dated anybody in the club, too. She’s close with the nicer kids, and she’s smart, too. She was praised by our professor in Love and Betrayal in Asia for a great essay.
“Jun, is there something on my face?” She asked innocently. See! This is how she is, usually. “You keep staring at me.”
“I was just wondering, when are you going to let me see you paint?”
She put on her usual smug expression whenever I ask her that question. “And when are you going to stop asking me to?”
I shrugged. “I don’t know, when you let me see you paint?”
“I don’t think that’s going to happen anytime soon.”
I leaned back and glanced at the screen, also the other couples in the room. Dabin and Heejun are cuddling; Sejeong and Doyoung are doing the same, the others are just watching or drinking beer. I picked up the beer next to me and clicked it open. “Aren’t you going to date soon?”
She raised a brow at my question and tucked some loose strands of her hair behind her ear. “Not anytime soon.”
She shrugged before glancing and smiling at me. “I’m weird.”
“Are you kidding me?”
She shook her head. “I’m not. A guy dumped me at sophomore year because he thought I’m too weird.”
I narrowed my eyes. “Who said that?”
She crooked her head. “C-Changkyun did.” Wow, Changkyun’s the weird one, not her. Who posts physics problems on Instagram, anyway?
I noticed her shy away as she took a sip from her beer. I pat her head gently before saying. “If you’re weird, then what am I?”
“I dated almost everyone in this club. Isn’t that weird?”
“But you’re good-looking.”
“That’s not a reason for me to date them, right?”
I saw her nod in agreement. “Then why?”
I shrugged. “Just because.” I put down my hand. “Everyone’s weird in that sense. At some point, we’re all weird in our own ways.”
She nodded before yawning. Looks like she’s tired. “I’m sleepy, I should go home now.” She stood up before picking up her trash. “What about you?”
Well, what should I do? It’s unsafe for her to walk home alone.
“I’ll walk you home.”
The other kids are seeing Jumaji, and I’m not feeling it, so I walked out when I saw Soobin and Junhui leave the club room. It’s cold and I’m just wearing a tee. I’m stupid in that sense.
“Oh, Sana!” That voice is so annoying. I rolled my eyes as I saw Kang Daniel walking towards me.
He passed me his coat? Why? “What’s with this?”
“Don’t you live up north? It’s going to snow soon, so wear that and return that to me in the morning.” He came closer – too close!
“I’m so sorry!” I punched him! Before running away!
THIS IS WHY I DON’T LET GUYS COME CLOSE!
I PUNCH GUYS!
Chapter 9: 008: A Competition
008: A Competition
“What’s with you, you’ve been sulking since last night.” Momo called me out. Look, Daniel fans all around the world, I didn’t mean what I did. I didn’t want to punch him, okay?
“I punched someone.”
Oh, wait, how did she know? “Momo, can you read minds? I think you just read mine.”
She shook her head before grabbing a coat. “Nope, I figured it’s about time you punched Daniel, I think you’ve been planning to punch him the minute you met him.” She began putting on her coat.
I raised a brow. “Are you going somewhere?”
Momo nodded. “Yeah, I’m going to watch the show choir perform today in Cooper University.”
“Wow, supportive.” I sarcastically noted. I know she’s heading there to watch over Soonyoung. I heard they fought over a dance move, so Soonyoung’s incorporating it to their show choir performance.
“Want to come over and watch Hanbin sing and dance?” I rolled my eyes at her comment. Please, she knows that I hate him.
“No thanks, I think I might shit myself if I see him.”
She nodded before grabbing a scarf. “Figures. I’ve never seen you hate someone as much as you hate Hanbin.” Then Momo shrugged. “But then again, after everything that happened, of course you’d hate him.”
I’m thankful Momo understands so that I don’t need to explain much about it. She knows that I hate Hanbin for a reason, and I’m just thankful that she understands me. “You should go.”
She fixed the scarf on her neck and nodded. “I’m going, Sana.” I nodded before I saw her leave. I can’t help but glance towards the script I’m writing.
Must I feed on my pride and not join him for the play? Or should I forget about everything while working with him to get what I want?
I glanced at the set-ups. Right now, the lead singers are getting prepped. We’re going to perform fifth among the ten contenders.
I noticed that the vocalists, like me, are going to get hand mics, while the dancers like Chungha, will get head mics. There are non-Show Choir people, too, like Momo, Longguo and Jinwoo who came to support us. This Show Choir is like, a big-deal for us college kids. Longguo must still be in cold war with Chungha, Momo and Soonyoung must be quarreling over a dance move, and Jinwoo’s taking pictures, I guess. I’m going to be doing Paramore’s Still Into You later, and Youngjae’s in the second line-up.
Oh, we were just talking about pictures.
Jinwoo snapped a photo of us. Cute. I think he’s keeping those in touch for next year’s yearbook. “Sejeong.” I snapped to reality when I heard him call me out.
He looked around first before telling me with a smile, “You look nice there, mind if you keep on what you were doing, and don’t mind me?”
“A-Ah, okay.” I walked to Dongyoung, who’s preparing with his hand mic. “Babe.”
He raised a brow at me. “Why? Is something wrong?”
I narrowed my eyes and pouted. “Jinwoo’s strange.”
He looked over to where Jinwoo’s standing right now. He’s talking to Hanbin and Rose, a sophomore, before taking another shot of Chungha and Soonyoung talking, probably. My boyfriend smiled. “Jinwoo is weird and nice in that sense.” He held my hand. “Let’s get our photo taken.”
I smiled at Dongyoung before running with him.
I, just love him so much.
“Longguo, come over!” I raised a brow. The club mascot is here? What’s her name again? I suck at names. But why do they know me, even.
Either way, I headed to them. By them, I mean the Japanese dancer girl, the club mascot, the fuckboy and Jeon Wonwoo. Wonwoo’s the only one I can remember, geez. “You still in a war with Chungha?” The fuckboy asked. What’s his name again? I know he’s also Chinese, so he must be Junhui.
I nodded. Well, there’s truth in what he says. She still hasn’t talked to me since her outburst. I didn’t mean to offend her, but I’m not sure on what offends her and not, actually. “Figures.” The Japanese Dancer girl, she must be Hirai-san. I uh, don’t know her first name. “So, are you looking after her in this subtle way?”
I nodded once more. There’s no lie in that. I want to look after her as much as I can. “You guys should date.” My eyes narrowed at the club mascot’s weird idea. I mean, I like Chungha as a friend, but not more than that, I think. “I mean, you both bring animals in the clubroom, if it’s any consolation.”
I shrugged. “I don’t see Chungha as a woman.”
“Jeon Wonwoo said the same thing about Yerin in freshman year. Boom shakalaka.” Junhui joked (I think) and Wonwoo groaned.
“Stop it, Jun.”
“Right, right.” Junhui shrugged. “What are you going to do about Chungha, anyway?”
I blinked for a second. I actually don’t know what to do about her, too, before I shrugged once again. “I don’t know.”
The club mascot, also, I remember her as Heejun’s girlfriend, got our attention once again. “Didn’t you guys know that this contest’s theme is Friendzone?” She smirked before glancing at Junhui. “Oh, and Soobin’s singing in the second group son, Jun!”
My eyes narrowed, “You like Soobin?”
“Nah, don’t believe Dabin. We’re just friends.”
Mascot, or should I call her Dabin, her face brightened immediately. “Jeon Wonwoo said the same thing about Yerin in freshman year. Boom shakalaka.” Oh, she repeated Junhui’s line.
I can at least say that she’s funny.
I was hanging out outside the backstage before Hanbin left me – that asshole better come back quick because it’s damn awkward in the hall all alone. I look like a weird-ass SPY but guess what, we have Choi Yuju and Lee Seokmin doing a duet SO WHO’S THE REAL WINNER HERE?
Anyway, where is Hanbin? We’re doing the narration before we begin performing so we have to meet with the stage director.
Anyway (2), I’m waiting at the hall, and right in front of me is the bathroom –
“Jin Longguo?” I saw his cat-like face as he walked out of the bathroom – or restroom, whatever, THE TOILET. I saw him flush. ~Oh~ Is that “we got drunk” scenario still bothering him? “Do you need Chungha?” I asked before smirking hehe “Or are you still in a cold war?”
I saw him glare at me. “You’re mean.”
I shrugged. “Wonwoo says the same thing.”
He sighed. “Don’t tell her I’m here.”
Haaaa? Wait, let me process this guy.
So he went here today to watch Chungha perform, but he’s not going to greet her? Is he some sort of nuts or is it just me? I know Junhui’s watching today because I ~blatantly~ yelled about Soobin and the fact that she got lines in our second group song, I know Momo’s also watching because that sis and Soonyoung fought over a dance step, and I know Jeon Wonwoo’s watching because he’s a loyal-ass mothafaka. But him? He’s weird!
I narrowed my eyes. “You’re weird.” He looked startled and blinked about thrice.
I nodded. “You didn’t get the memo?”
He nodded – um, see?
I heaved a sigh as I saw Hanbin exit the toilet. “Um, am I interrupting something?” He asked, hands in his pocket.
I shook my head. “Nothing. Let’s go back to the waiting room.” But before I left, I looked back at Longguo. “Nothing will be ‘okay’ if you won’t talk. But that’s not my loss, so I’m not going to blabber about it.”
I hope the dude takes my stuffs seriously. Bless!
We’re in the waiting room right now, waiting for our turn to be onstage. Right now, it’s the third performers. I can see our solo singer, Park Jihyo, vocalizing on the other side of the room with the duet couple, Yuju and Seokmin. Last year, it used to be Dongho-hyung and Wheein-noona, but now, both of them are graduating Pre-Med so they’re on break from show choir.
Someone from Kallei University, one of the neighboring colleges, is singing Grenade. We can actually observe them in a small TV installed in our waiting rooms. Anyway, Grenade, Is that even a friendzone song? I can see Chungha bopping next to me. Her hair is in a high ponytail and she’s wearing the costume. Our costume is a black mandarin-collared one-piece, with the white linings. The girls are wearing it as a dress up until their knees while we’re wearing it as, really – a one-piece. Hopefully this doesn’t rip – please. But, well, we’re wearing training pants under this while the girls are wearing safety shorts under theirs. “Their main singer is good.” She commented. “She’s pretty, too.”
I nodded. She’s right, but the main singer looks like the mean white girl in a teen drama, but she’s beautiful. “Chungha, you’re pretty, too!”
I saw her break into a chuckle. “That was out of place, but thanks, Soonyoung.” I saw her tapping her fingers on the table quite nervously. “Wow, I’m getting nervous. We’re next after them.” She crossed her arms. “Is our dance routine enough to help us win?”
I nodded, assuring her that what we did for the show choir is more than enough. “We did well, Chungha, we did well.”
“Chungha.” Damn, Terri again? “Care to join us in the toilet, for a sec?”
I glanced at Chungha first, then at Terri. Chungha looks like she’s dead-beat-ready-to-stand and join them, but I spread my arm in front of Chungha, preventing her from standing up. “What the hell are you guys doing? The toilet, right before a performance.”
Terri blinked thrice. “Stage anxiety.”
Is she trying to reason with me?!
Me, as in, ME?! KWON SOONYOUNG? I saw her roll her eyes. “What, should we just not perform today?”
Um, who does Terri think she is? I breathed in and called someone out. “Minhyun-hyung.” I called out the senior and the club president. “Do we get sanctions if we kick people out at this moment?” He went out of the dressing room with a raised brow. Chungha’s trying to stop me, but I’m too pissed to even allow her to make me stop.
“Who’s kicking out who?”
I pointed at the two girls. “This isn’t the first time I saw these girls treat Chungha like their slave.” I glanced at Chungha. “Didn’t you know?” I had enough. One time, I saw Chungha holding their clothes and towels outside the shower room. Do I look like I’m still going to play games here? “They’re treating you like a slave.” I put my hands on my waist as I stood up and she bit her lower lip. Looks like she knows.
Looks like she’s looking for acceptance.
“Fine, then kick us out. It’s not our loss.” Terri ranted before glancing at Chungha. “You know what happens to you after, right?”
“Touch Chungha, and you’re going to be dealing with me, Terri.” She rolled her eyes before leaving and Minhyun also left me and Chungha as he went back to the dressing room.
She has a defeated look on her face as she asked me, “Soonyoung, what was that?”
I sighed. “Chungha, the way to get acceptance is not through slavery. What you’re putting up with is not the road to acceptance; it’s the road to bullying.” I heaved another heavy sigh. “I’ll see you onstage.”
I hope Chungha takes my word seriously.
3rd Person’s POV
“Up next, get your hands together for Mallenois University!” The emcee yelled and the small crowd of Mallenois University students cheered for their bet, of course, the show choir.
Two boys, one who genuinely looks like a mango and one who’s pale enough to be called a vampire, sat next to that small crowd that Wonwoo seems to have noticed. He immediately nudged Junhui, who also noticed the entrance of the two guys. Both of them sat next to a tall, dark and handsome sophomore. “Who are they?” Wonwoo asked.
Junhui raised a brow. “The sophomore or the two seniors?”
“All of them.”
Junhui first looked over at the sophomore. “That’s Kim Mingyu, a sophomore. Seokwoo’s younger brother.” Wonwoo let out a small ‘oh’ before Junhui moved on to the two seniors. “Those two are Choi Minki and Choi Seungcheol, Youngjae’s older brothers.”
Wonwoo couldn’t help but raise a brow, but before he can ask anything else, the two spotlights flashed onstage. Hanbin and Myungeun walked together from behind the curtains as they began their narration. “Love isn’t love until you give it away.” Hanbin began. “But sometimes, is this love enough for two?”
“We’ve all got a gift, but not everyone deserves that gift.” Myungeun glanced at Hanbin. Wonwoo knows that Hanbin and Myungeun wrote this narration.
“I loved you.” Hanbin battled.
“But I’ve never seen you as a man.” Myungeun fought back.
“I took care of you when no one else did.”
“But you’re just my friend!”
“Is that all I am?”
Myungeun nodded. “Yes.” And as they parted, the curtains went wide open.
Chapter 10: 009: Pre-Valentines
3rd Person’s POV
Seungyeon’s disgusted – the student council decorated her clubroom with hearts and balloons and reds – ugh, the hate that flows in her veins right now is on its peak. And frankly, too, not everyone’s happy to see cupids and hearts flying around. Even those who are dating are pretty pissed, too. “Whoever invented cupids with hearts should go to hell.” Sooyoung massaged her temples as she opened her locker. She’s disgusted.
“What more if you’re not dating, right?” Hayoung slammed the locker and headed for the sofa bed. Sooyoung soon joined her without hesitation as the room began getting flocked by the members – the “official” club president, Seokwoo, called them all out for a club meeting. “Why did he call for the meeting, anyway?”
“Probably because of the Valentine’s ball.” Sooyoung reasoned before crossing her legs. She saw Yerin and Jennie enter but she just avoided their gaze. “Who are you going with?”
“Myself. Singles appreciation night, probably.”
Sooyoung smiled a little. “Hayoung, you have guys lining up for you.”
“Why take guys when I can take girls?”
Sooyoung beamed. “Point taken.” Sooyoung saw Youngjae enter the room with a frown on his face. Sooyoung knows why. “CJ!” She called for him, referring to his nickname and he gave her a half-smile. She stood up and joined Youngjae, who’s still trying to keep a smile. “So how did your family take Yuju and Seokmin dating?” She asked, referring to Youngjae’s younger sister and her new boyfriend.
“I took it fine but the others didn’t. Seungcheol-hyung went wild, it was crazy, he even asked her if they had sex already!”
“But did they?”
Youngjae shook his head with a look of relief on his face. “Thankfully, they didn’t.”
“Well, they’re young, they have the time in the world to do that.”
“Please, Sooyoung, we’re only a year younger.” Youngjae then excused himself and headed to Jinwoo, who’s busy taking photos on the side. “Jinwoo, how did our pics come out?”
Jinwoo beamed brightly, it can replace the sun. “It came out great!” He began showing Youngjae the photos from the show choir competition where they reigned champions. “Especially this one.” He said, referring to the photo where Youngjae and Sejeong harmonized. “I personally liked this, I’ll put this up on my gallery next time.” He smiled slightly. “But I’ll have to ask Soobin about it, first.”
Youngjae nodded. “Send me a copy too, okay?”
Jinwoo nodded. “What about your sister’s?”
Youngjae sighed after his bright nod. “That one, too. She asked me if you have any good photos of her and her boyfriend.”
Jinwoo smirked. “Of course, I do.”
A disgusted Junhui also entered the clubroom with utmost disgust on his face. “Can someone put down the balloons?”
Yujin, who entered at the same time as Junhui scowled. “It’s pretty.” Junhui gave her a wtf look while Juho, Yujin’s boyfriend just shrugged. Junhui headed to Wonwoo, Soonyoung and Jihoon, who were playing Rules of Survival, a new mobile game.
He raised a brow at his three friends. “What are you guys doing?”
“Obviously, playing.” Jihoon answered with sarcasm.
“Uh, yeah, I can see that.”
It didn’t take long for Seokwoo, the last one, to arrive. When he got there, everyone sat down and remained still before Dabin raised her arm. “Ugh, what are we doing here?”
“We need volunteers for the Valentine’s Ball.”
Dabin immediately raised her hand with a bright smile. “I’m out!”
“You’re in, everyone from the Arts Department are expected to participate.”
Dabin’s eyes went wide and Yujin scowled once more. “And why should we do that?”
“Because they’ll drop you out of your Practical Arts class if you don’t, and this includes Junhui since he takes practical arts.” The Arts department kids all whined, except maybe for Soobin, who isn’t baffled even in the smallest bit and Junhui who’s definitely stoked on working with Soobin. “Jinwoo, Soobin and Jennie should head for the department store now with some sophomores. We’ll need extra hands so Changkyun will be coming with us to shop.”
Changkyun, who, apparently, was doing a physics homework, looked up to meet Seokwoo’s eyes. “Me?”
“Obviously, genius.” Myungeun, who was sitting behind him, mocked him, obviously. “Well, if we’re done here, can we go? The heteros are making me puke.”
“Shut up, Myungeun. Didn’t you hook up with Ten last year?” Yujin began.
Myungeun shot her a glare. “No one asked for your opinion, you bisexual bitch. You probably hooked up with Seungyeon while you were dating Changkyun last year.”
Seungyeon raised her arm in defense. “For the record, I didn’t.”
“Are you asking for a fight, you fazed straight?” Yujin asked, probably the one asking for a fight before she stood up. “Last time I checked, we don’t mess with our sexuality, our hook-ups in this club.”
“Sure, but you’re the one who started it.”
“Don’t crap with me, you did.” And the fight just continued to get heated up, until Wonwoo, with his scary eyes, clapped one loud clap and glared at the two.
“Will you please stop it so we can go to class? Enough with this dispute!” Wonwoo yelled, making both Yujin and Myungeun back down.
Soyul, who was just looking at them
because she also exists, commented, “And I thought I was the bitch in this club.”
“Ditto.” Jennie remarked before getting her bag from the sides of the sofa bed. “If we’re done here, Soobin, Jinwoo and I should go to the sophomores, right, Seokwoo?”
Seokwoo heaved a heavy sigh. “Yes, please do.”
“Great. We’re taking Myungeun, too.” Jennie ordered before glancing at Myungeun. “Soobin felt you might need some air.”
Myungeun nodded and Seokwoo did the same. “Before I dismiss you all, there’s a list of professors who’ll give extra credit to those who will give manpower. So just head for the list before I turn them in later this evening. That’s all. Yujin, Sejeong and Youngjae should head for the North Building. Seolhyun-noona is waiting for you, you guys are going to work on the programme. Sooyoung and Dabin, head for the South Building, you should help out there.”
“Fiiiiiine~” Dabin noted with a pout before Seokwoo dismissed them altogether. Junhui, though, got a little confused.
“Seokwoo!” He called for him before he got out of the room.
Seokwoo raised a brow before realizing that he forgot to assign Junhui. “Ah, Junhui! They told me you can go with anyone.”
“Ah.” He mouthed. “So, can I go with Jennie’s group?”
Seokwoo nodded. “Well, yes, you can.”
He smiled before he headed for Jennie’s group and Seokwoo can’t help but raise a brow, but in the end, he just shrugged it off.
Well, this is awkward. From what I know, Jun and Jennie have this awkward past. I used to see them making out on the couch once or maybe twice every now and then until something happened last year, I guess. But now that we mentioned this, I haven’t seen them work together.
They look good together.
I can only sigh as I walked behind them. Right now, we’re heading to the department store with a few sophomores. We’re with Taeyang, Rose, Luda and another sophomore who I don’t know. I only know Taeyang, Rose and Luda from show choir. We’re also with a senior, whom I’m afraid I don’t know who.
“Seungcheol.” Oh, his name is Seungcheol. I heard Jennie call him. “What’s the theme, again, for the ball?” She asked.
“Game of Thrones, apparently. It’s gonna be a fun haute couture party.”
“Haute couture is expensive.” Jennie remarked. We know the sophomores worked hard for the theme, and they’re right behind the said sophomores, who are enthusiastically chatting about their ideas and design. I saw their design of the ball earlier and it’s pretty good, for non-arts majors. I heard only the sophomore I didn’t know of is in the Arts program but the rest are in theatre, while Luda’s in political science. They’re really amazing.
We walked into the lobby of the first floor and I glanced at Myungeun. Looks like she had a really bad night last night. I wonder what happened to her and she suddenly bursted out talking about sexuality and such.
I don’t consider myself straight, bisexual or homosexual. I consider myself as a demi-sexual. Anyway, why are we talking about sexualities? “Soobin.” Jennie called me out so I looked at her to meet her eyes and I snapped back to reality. “The second-years are asking if their design is okay and final.”
“Oh.” I blinked for a bit and moved forward to look at the design. As I expected, it’s beautiful. They’re going to set up a tree chandelier at the center of the dance floor, and the chairs’ design would remind them of the medieval times. The ball’s stars will sit on an iron throne and the tables are designed accordingly to the kingdoms in the television series. But there’s something missing. “What about wall designs?”
I saw their leader, the other guy who I don’t know, blink. “Ah, we were going to ask for your opinion on that. Should we put banderitas or should we remain classy?”
I looked at the design once again. “Let’s remain classy and put Greek columns. That’ll look good, and let’s make it gold.” The sophomores nodded in understanding and they began listing out the materials we need. They’re pretty cute, too.
“Soobin.” I heard Junhui call for me, so I faced him with a smile. “Uh, mind if we talk far from them for a sec?” The others seem to have heard this, so they took a glance at us. Junhui looked at Seungcheol like he was asking for permission. Huh? What’s with them?
“While you’re at it, get us some vines!” He ordered us and Junhui nodded before pulling me away from the rest of them.
Why is he holding my hand?
Why is he making my heart beat fast while holding my hand?
This shouldn’t be. I shouldn’t be thinking like this.
This isn’t my drawings. I should wake up to reality. He probably just wants to ask Myungeun out. Yeah, that’s it! He needs help in asking Myungeun out.
When we walked into the plants area, he stopped on his tracks, making me stop, as well. “Soobin.” He called me out, making me flustered. “Uh, can I ask you something?”
I tried to smile. “Why are you being so awkward? It’s me, Jun. It’s your classmate in Love and Betrayal in Asia, Soobin. You can tell me anything.”
I heard him sigh. Oh, is something bothering him? “Soobin, did someone ask you out for the ball already?”
I blinked in confusion. “T-there’s none, I guess.” Truth is, I don’t even know if I’m going to attend –
“Then be my date for the ball.”
“DID SOMEONE SAY EXTRA CREDIT?!” I heard the door open widely when I heard a familiar voice yell. Okay, familiar as in, I hear that voice in the club. Everyone in the room was shocked by the sudden door banging, and a weird girl coming into the meeting room. Weird, as in, hello there, nice to see you. Sorn, I guess. Chonnasorn, for formalities. “Jesus, Miss Marie said she’ll be running in extra credit if I help out for this ball so what do you guys need?” She said, grabbing a chair from the side.
The head of the programme committee, the student council president, Kim Jonghyun just raised a brow at her. “And who are you?”
“Chonnasorn, in Asian Studies, a pretty good dancer.”
Jonghyun heaved a heavy sigh before he motioned her to take a seat, which she did in a blink of an eye, right next to me. “Okay, so do you guys know good djs?” I immediately glanced at Sorn, who’s right next to me, again. “CLYDE kid, Choi Youngjae, can you recommend us some of them?”
I perked back up when I heard my name come out from his mouth. “I’m not really the party type, sorry.” I crossed my arms. “But Sorn is.”
Sorn was making an ~uwu~ face when she heard her name. “I knew you guys would need me.” She beamed and I saw Yujin roll her eyes. How much hatred does Yujin have, anyway? “So, what kind of DJ do you need?”
“A party one.” One of the seniors, Kim Seolhyun suggested. “Know any of them?”
Sorn nodded before glancing at me. “I know one, join me in getting one?”
I narrowed my eyes. “Why me?”
Sorn crooked her head and smirked. “And why not?”
“But why does it have to be me?”
“For fun!” She beamed and I couldn’t help but narrow my eyes more. This girl is weird! “Come on, it’ll be fun. CLYDE guy and Thai-rich girl going out for clubbing to get another DJ, that’ll be a good plot to write in a novel.”
I only took a breath in and out. As long as it’s a legal club, and there’s no press, so I’ll be fine, I think.
I think? “Okay, sure, as long as we take someone else, too.”
“Okay, then we’ll take Hayoung.”
H-Hayoung? Oh Hayoung?
The girl I hooked up with?
After Jun and Soobin took off when Jun probably tried to ask Soobin out, yeah, when did that guy get the hots for Soobin? Does he ~Like~ her? Oh gosh, she’s a new one of Jun’s radars, he’s not the type to date the shy type. “Okay, Jen, you get the foam boards we need for the iron throne, okay?” Seungcheol, a senior ordered me. I nodded and headed to the stationery station.
The foam boards are too high.
“If you want to get it, you should’ve asked for help, you know.” I looked up to meet whosoever’s eyes are calling me out right now. “Hey, Jen, nice seeing you shopping for the Valentine’s ball.” I saw him smile his usual Kang Daniel smile and I saw him smirk. “So, who are you taking for the ball, pretty girl?” He looked up to the foam boards and look down at me. “How many foam boards?”
He smiled. “Got it.” He reached for the boards, which he got pretty easily, and he got a card for me. No wonder lots of girls have hots for him. He’s handsome and nice. “So, who are you taking to the ball, huh?”
He smirked. “Come on, we all know you’re straight as hell.” He smirked. “I’m referring to the earlier conversation between Myungeun and Yujin, damn, it was sure a battle of the sexes.”
I chuckled on his sense of humor. “Oh come on, Daniel, you thought it was hot.”
“I’m pretty sure it was, Jen.”
“Riiiiigght~” We made eye contact and smiled at each other.
“You know what, Jen, I should take you out for champagne at the ball this Valentine’s.”
I couldn’t help but raise a brow at him. “But hey, aren’t you and Sooyoung dating?”
He shrugged, but not taking off his smile from his face. “We broke up yesterday.”
I crossed my arms. “That was quick, yesterday –“
“Yesterday, we were already fighting it out.” He sighed. “So, will you be my date for the ball? A friendly date, not a date-date thing, I just broke up with someone, you know.”
Well, I can use a date for the ball. This should be fun, I think. “Okay.”
I sighed as I saw Chungha getting shun away by some of her program-mates. I stood up and joined her at her table. I’m sad, I know I shouldn’t have done that, but I can’t stand seeing her like that. She looked up to meet my eyes and looked away.
“Soonyoung, what are you doing?” I saw her gulp, too.
“I’m joining you for lunch.” I tried to smile at her, but she just looked away,
“Just go, Soonyoung.”
“If she tells you to go, then go, man.” I heard someone come from behind me. I looked up to see who it was – it’s Jin Longguo. The quiet, cat-like guy who spends his time watching over Chungha, he’s here, too. “Go, Kwon Soonyoung.”
I groaned and stood up, took my tray and walked away. But at least, not before I glanced at them. I sighed. They’re in harmony.
Chapter 11: 010: The Rain
010: The Rain
Okay, why did I ask Jennie out?
I, my friends, have nothing against her, I think she’s quite nice and she’s pretty, really. But then, why? Why did I ask someone who I only know of by 65% out? Am I weird or it’s just me?
“Wow, am I seeing the great Kang Daniel, STRESSED?!” Ugh, here comes Jaehwan. And since he hangs out with Dabin a lot, I’m pretty sure he’s heard of -- “You asked Jen out?” I knew it. Rumor has it, Lee Dabin knows about everyone in the school. Her mom’s a CIA official and she gets whatever she needs in a blink of an eye. ANYWAY, that’s not the issue at hand here.
“It just happened.” I tried to shrug it off. “Who are you taking out, anyway?” I tried to change the topic.
I narrowed my eyes. Well, this is a weird combination. “The bitch and the brat? Great combo, Jaehwan.”
“Way better than the guy who’s going to go with his ex-girlfriend’s ex-bestfriend.” Ouch? “And in case you missed it, I was referring to you.”
“Thanks a lot, Jaehwan.”
“Yeah, but dude, you have an odd choice. I know you like the pretty-sassy girl but still girly types like a.) your gf when we were freshmen, Yujin, then after that is the junior you really liked b.) Ahn Eunjin, who, by the way, cheated on you for Youngjae and c.) Sooyoung, which makes Jennie not your type. So why did you break up with Sooyoung, anyway? She saw your dick already.”
I narrowed my eyes as I plopped down on my bed. “Can you shut up?”
“Not until you answer me.”
I sighed. “I asked for the break-up, not her.”
I shrugged. “Let me be straight with things, it was a mutual decision, actually. I’m just the one who brought it up jokingly then she said, ‘yeah, we should’ so what can I do?” Then Jaehwan blinked, about twice or thrice. “Uh, say something?”
“You’re an asshole and dumb at the same time. Why do girls even like your idiotic ass?!”
“Well, sorry for not having 190-level-IQ.”
He took a heavy breath. Something’s beginning to bother me now. “Dude, you don’t need to have 190 IQ to get that Sooyoung has trauma over break-ups, and that she says ‘yes’ when she hears the word break-up, you know?”
My eyes widened. “What do you mean?”
“You didn’t know?!” I shook my head. “Sooyoung, before Wonwoo, has dated Seungcheol, some student council guy who she grew up with before they broke up, and when they did, that’s when Sooyoung and Wonwoo slept together, and that’s where she lost Yerin. Do you understand, now, the consequences of your actions, Kang Daniel?!”
Oh dear, what have I done?
“So, of course, right after a class, I’d be pissed, but then again, if I break my camera, what else would I have?” I know this is weird, but I’m listening to Jinwoo ranting about the sudden change of theme for the ball. Yesterday, we were just shopping for materials and suddenly, it’s changed? I wonder why?
Anyway, we’re walking to the East Building now, since they asked for Jinwoo, and I decided to volunteer. Extra credit won’t hurt me, and I’m too frustrated to think about things like Hanbin and the musicale that’s going to happen before the graduation, which is in a few months after summer break – yeah, we have summer break and another term after summer break and that’s when the seniors are graduating.
“Oh, Kang Daniel.” The moment Jinwoo said ‘Kang Daniel’, I tried to minimize my body and hide behind him, to which he gave me a bewildered look. Luckily, Daniel was hurrying out of his dorm so he didn’t see Sana. Jinwoo raised a brow as Sana stood back up properly. “What was that, Minatozaki Sana?”
“I-uh, punched Daniel when he got too close.”
“Figures. Ever since you and Hanbin ended your freaking-long-term relationship, you began to hate guys. The only guy you can stand is me.”
“Yeah and I wondered why, to be honest.” I raised my hand, pretending that I’m ready to throw hands at him. “Should I try punching you now?”
“Ah, we know you’ve punched almost every guy who came 30 inches close to you but you don’t punch me.” I smiled.
“You’ve always been there even when he left me. It’s the least I can do for you in my thankful attitude.”
“Thankful attitude my ass, Sana.”
“Right.” We both chuckled before we stopped on our tracks. “Say, Jinwoo, do you want to go to the ball with me?”
He smirked. “Making the first move, I see?”
“Wow, I suddenly had the urge to punch you.”
He laughed. “I was kidding. Let’s go as friends?”
I nodded. “Sure, but we need to get outfits, first.”
3RD PERSON’S POV
Longguo and Chungha were waiting outside the library. “Chungha, I don’t know if I can do this.” Longguo reasoned. Yes, they made up. “I-I can’t do this.” Longguo tried to escape, but Chungha, with crossed arms, pushed him back to the doorframe.
“At least think of this as a make-up for the recent events.”
Longguo frowned. “I don’t remember myself pushing you to go forward in asking your crush out.”
Chungha smirked. “News flash, my crush just became my ex-crush.”
“Really now? I can sense that you still like Soonyoung from a kilometer away.”
“Keep it down, Longguo or we’ll go back to our tragic cold war again.”
“Right.” He sighed. “As I was saying, Soonyoung is different from Myungeun.” While Chungha started to have a crush on Soonyoung when he first protected her from Terri, she still can’t appreciate the fact that he told them off without her permission whereas Longguo developed a small crush on Myungeun when she drank with him. “And I think Myungeun likes Wonwoo.”
Chungha sighed. Longguo’s dressed nicely today and he bought a sunflower bouquet on the way here. He really made some effort into preparing for this but he can’t seem to approach the said girl. “Longguo, if Myungeun likes Wonwoo, then she should’ve made a move on him by now. Think for a sec and think about yourself, too.”
Longguo suddenly had a bright idea. “If I get to do this, will you talk to Soonyoung again?”
“Didn’t you shoo him away earlier?”
“Yeah but I realized it was immature of me to do so when he was just trying to apologize so you should talk to him.”
Chungha smiled a little. “That’s the longest sentence you’ve said since sophomore year.”
“Yeah, but you do know that multiple things come into my head.”
Chungha nodded. “Now do it.”
“I don’t want to.”
“Go!” She pushed him into the library and Longguo just heaved a heavy sigh. He spotted Myungeun in the library, and luckily, she’s not facing the door. Longguo took a mental note to try and poison Chungha later with alcohol so she’ll confess to Soonyoung. He looked back at Chungha and she gave a high-five but he low-key groaned so he literally just dragged himself into the library.
Before he began speaking, he heaved a heavy sigh. “Myungeun.”
She flinched when she heard her name. “I wasn’t sleeping or anything --!” Myungeun looked up to meet Longguo’s eyes. “Oh, it’s you.”
“…… yeah.” Longguo pushed the bouquet on the table. “I got it on buy one take one, so I got one for you.”
“Jin Longguo, you do know that sunflowers couldn’t be bought in buy one take one, right?”
Longguo shook his head, trying to keep up with his lie. “No.”
“Oh, Jin Longguo, sweetie, you’re a terrible liar.”
I know, right. Longguo wanted to say. But after that, Myungeun took the bouquet and stared at it with honey eyes. “But they’re pretty. Thank you.”
“Y-yeah.” He closed up his fists and mustered up his courage in speaking. “Hey, are you going to the ball?”
Myungeun smiled a half-smile. “I’m not going to the ball, though.” She crossed her arms. “I’m going back to Seoul this week because my grandmother is going to move the ownership of her company to my uncle and the shareholders need to be there and that includes me, sadly, even though I know nothing about that company except its name.”
“Oh, I see.” Disappointed, Longguo released his fists.
Unexpectedly, Myungeun broke into a smile. “But I’m available for the next week if the offer still stands.”
Oh, he couldn’t believe it. “O-of course it still does.”
He didn’t know what to feel, to be honest. “How about Monday next week?”
Myungeun nodded. “Sounds great.”
“Yeah.” He plainly said. Little did he know that his face turned to a bright shade of red. “I guess I’ll see you?”
Myungeun nodded once more. “See you!” Longguo began to walk away but before he did, Myungeun called him out. “Oh, hey, so we’re dating now?”
Longguo wasn’t able to stop himself.
He dashed back to her table, and from the other side of the table, he leaned in and kissed her softly, that she returned with a cute smile and a soft kiss from herself, too. When their lips parted, they both rested their foreheads on top of each other’s. “Soooo, I take that as a yes?” She smirked. “Since when did you like me, anyway?”
“Since we drank together.”
“Oh.” She blushed, too and just smiled. “Yep, dating is heteronormative.”
“So the sophomores told us to just revise everything up?” I angrily asked Choi Youngjae who’s definitely trying to calm me down.
He sighed. “Sorn, please understand the kids –“
“I can’t.” I crossed my arms. “We’re lucky that the theme’s been changed before the official announcement, Youngjae, but why did those kids asked for the theme to be changed?”
“One of their batchmates got injured –“
“Wow, that’s the second one this school year. Didn’t they have a batchmate who ran away, too?”
“She’s another story, Sorn.” He began explaining again. “Anyway, the batchmate of theirs who got injured got a trauma on swords so we can’t do that theme.”
Ugh! This is so frustrating. “Then what are we supposed to do?”
“We revise the programme.”
“AGAIIIIN!?” I whined. “Where’s my boy, Bam?” I asked, referring to the kid who’s the head of the planning committee and a member of the Thai Society with me and Ten in this university.
“Ah, Sorn!” Speak of the devil. The artsy and planning-master baby boy who probably didn’t see the trauma coming. “Sorry that you guys have to revise the programme again.”
“It’s not fine, thank you very much.”
“Sorry, it’s hard for us, too.”
“What’s with your batch? It’s so problematic!”
“North Dormitory, second floor curse.” I rolled my eyes. Well, he has a point, that floor’s indeed cursed. And they just kept on with the curse. When our batch used that floor, we had someone who got pregnant. “Really, I’m so sorry.” He apologized. “I have to run back to the dorm now.”
I just nodded and allowed him to leave. Nothing good will happen if I keep him in here waiting. “Looks like we’ll be pulling an all-nighter.” I alarmed Youngjae.
He blinked twice. “Do you want to plan in the clubroom? Let’s have Seungyeon put on a socialite movie for us.”
“No, Legally Blonde.”
“That’s not even socialite enough.”
“I’m the CLYDE guy, remember?”
“I’m the party girl, remember?”
“Fine, you win.”
“Great, Mean Girls it is!”
Chapter 12: 011: The Ball
011: The Ball
|| D-DAY ||
¬ 4 Hours before the ball
3rd Person’s POV
“Sooyoung, come here, let me fix the slit of your dress!” It’s a mess in Youngjae’s house right now. As we all know, it’s the Valentine’s Ball in Mallenois University, and as much as they hate to admit it, the theme of the ball is “The Socialites of 2018”. And what other group is a group of Socialites? Honestly, there is no one but CLYDE. And as we all know, Youngjae’s mom is a fashion designer, so all of the CLYDE’s children who are joining the ball are in the Choi’s, and this also includes Youngjae’s younger sister’s friends. Sooyoung’s stylists are also here to help in styling the others. The CLYDE strongly believes in sharing resources.
Youngjae’s mom headed for Sooyoung and she lowered Sooyoung’s off-shoulder. “Thank you, Auntie.”
Cathrina, Youngjae’s mom just smiled as she headed for Sooyoung’s younger sister. “Jihyo, sweetie, where’s your hairpin?” And she gushed off. Sooyoung sat down on the sofa between some tall guy who she slightly suspects to be her little sister’s boyfriend and Seokwoo.
Seokwoo passed her his blazer. “Cover your legs, the slit is too high.” He whispered, afraid to be heard by Cathrina.
Sooyoung smiled and did as he said. Sooyoung’s wearing a navy blue off-shouldered dress with a slit that reaches up to her thigh. Cathrina loves Sooyoung’s body proportions, and she only wants the best for Sooyoung and Sooyoung knows this, so she just trusts Youngjae’s mom. “Thanks, Seokwoo.” Seokwoo looks hot today, too, but when did he not? He’s also wearing a navy blue coat and a black vest. He has a white corsage which is the same with Sooyoung and Youngjae’s. Since none of the three are coming with a date, they just decided to come together.
“Is Daniel really not coming?” Sooyoung can only nod as Seokwoo held her hand. “Hey, cheer up.”
“How can I cheer up when my ex decided to go with my ex-bff to the ball, Seokwoo? What if Juho went with Dabin today, what would you feel?” She tried to sound softly as possible to avoid attention. Sooyoung’s sisters know that she’s really mad about this issue, but the others aren’t aware at all. And besides, Sooyoung’s youngest brother likes Daniel a lot, so she wouldn’t want to unnecessarily break friendships because of her feelings again.
“Okay, I get you, Soo.” Seokwoo gave her a reassuring smile. “Didn’t you talk with Daniel about this, though?”
Sooyoung bit her lower lip. “It looked to me like he tried to, but I didn’t want to.” She frowned. “Am I too harsh?”
Seokwoo shook his head. “No, no, sweetie, no.” He cupped her face. Seokwoo has always been caring and the touchy-feely one, so this instance is not a new thing for him. “You have your instances, and he has his, don’t worry about it too much.” He tried to comfort her.
“Daniel issue again?” Youngjae sat down between Sooyoung and the other-guy-who-looks-like-he-likes-Sooyoung’s-sister. Youngjae’s also wearing a navy blue suit but he’s wearing a necktie instead of a vest. “I told you that guy was trouble the moment I met him.”
Seokwoo hit Youngjae’s shoulder. “Shut it.”
Youngjae shrugged. “Am I wrong? I told you, Soo, Daniel’s the type who’ll move and move on and on.” He crossed his arms. “Watch as he and Jennie get together after this ball.”
“Quit it, CJ.”
“Seokwoo, I’m just telling the truth.” Youngjae isn’t usually like this, but as someone who grew up with only Sooyoung as the girl in the three, of course he’s going to be protective. “Please, Soo, do yourself a favor and end everything with Daniel.”
“CJ!” Seokwoo scolded once again. “I said stop!”
“Seokwoo, don’t shield Daniel and the fact that he broke Soo again, despite knowing what she’s been through.” Youngjae finally raised his voice, gathering everyone’s attention, including Youngjae’s older brothers, Minki and Seungcheol, both with raised eyebrows.
Minki frowned. “Did CJ just raise his voice?” He asked Seungcheol and the latter nodded.
“Wow, CJ who didn’t raise his voice when we were talking about Seokju is raising his voice here.” Seungcheol smirked, squeezing his younger brother’s shoulder, until their sister, Yuju, stood up and slapped Seungcheol’s hand off Youngjae’s shoulder.
“Watch the atmosphere, Oppa.” She said before looking back at the three of them. “All of you.” She shot down all of her siblings and they all dispersed to join their respective friends when their only sister came out.
Sooyoung smiled a little, seeing Youngjae fuming. The last time they saw him like this was when the Yerin event happened. “I’m fine, CJ.”
Youngjae stood up, “Should we watch something before we go?” He asked with a smile on his face.
“How about Green Inferno?” Sooyoung joked, trying to make amends between the two. “Come on, I know both of you love Green Inferno.”
“We don’t!” They both chorused then scoffed.
“Oh, dear.” Sooyoung let out a small chuckle and she led her two friends out of the main house and they headed for Youngjae’s room. When they got there, Youngjae inserted his flash drive into the television and scrolled to look for the Green Inferno movie. “Oh, I was kidding.” The two boys stared at her like ‘WTF’ before Youngjae scrolled down to the ‘La La Land’ movie. When he played the video, he sat down next to Seokwoo on the sofa while Sooyoung hoarded the bed. “The guy next to me earlier, he’s hot, who’s he?”
“Which one? The pale one or the guy who has a chicken for his hairdo?” Seokwoo asked.
“The pale one.”
“Ah, Jaehyun.” Youngjae concluded. “Jaehyun is Wheein’s cousin.” He said, referring to one of the CLYDE members. “Also, our siblings’ friend.”
Sooyoung nodded. “One of the girls is also pretty.” The two guys raised their brows, as if asking for a name. “The one with long, black hair.”
“Chaeyeon? Mingyu’s ex?” Seokwoo blurted out, making both Sooyoung and Youngjae stare at him. “What?”
“So the gangster girl is THAT pretty girl?! She doesn’t look like it!”
“And Jaehyun is her twin brother.”
Sooyoung sighed. “And Jaehyun seems to like our Jihyo.”
“Doesn’t look like it, to me.” Youngjae suggested.
Just then, Seokwoo thought of a great idea. “Wanna place bets that they’ll get together?”
Bets. The thing that keeps these three alive.
*bzzt* Youngjae stood up as he heard the beeper ring. “Master CJ, Mister Hanbin has arrived.”
Sooyoung beamed a little as she heard Hanbin’s name. She stood up and cheered. “About time he did!”
“Lawrence, tell him to come up, thanks.” Youngjae said with a smile as he ended tapped the beeper to close. “Hanbin’s late.” He glanced at Seokwoo.
Seokwoo shrugged. “My dear cousin has a younger sister fifteen years younger than him so he picked her up at the kindergarten first.”
And together, these four made up the group of kids who met when they were babies but grew up together, standing on the same field supported by one another.
“God, Jinwoo, your lips are chapped.” Yerin said as she passed Jinwoo a lip balm from her purse. “Did you make out with a dog?”
Changkyun, who was with the two, chuckled as Jinwoo hurriedly applied the said lip balm to his face. Right now, Yerin, Jinwoo and Changkyun are in a salon near the taxi bay. They’re in their hometown, because the dorms are unavailable during Valentine’s Season. As the dormitory head has once said, “If you guys are going to do the deed, do it in your own homes. I don’t want testosterone-smelling bedsheets to clean after the fourteenth.” Not that they haven’t been doing that, anyway. “Jinwoo, who are you taking out, again?”
Jinwoo looked up to meet his eyes before looking back at the mirror to continue applying lip balm. “Sana.”
As if he spoke God’s name, both of them threw darts at him. “Sana as in, Minatozaki Sana?” Yerin asked, unbelieving. “She didn’t punch you?”
Jinwoo narrowed his eyes. “Come on, Yerin. Sana’s not like that.” He shrugged. “She just has some… issues.” He passed Yerin her lip balm. “Anyway, it’s hard to understand, especially since it’s not my story to tell.” Both of them shrugged back as they continued in what they were doing. “Oh, Yerin, have you heard? Daniel asked Jennie out.”
Yerin flipped the magazine that she was reading. “I know, I heard it from Jennie, herself.” She heaved a sigh from her chest.
“Yerin, it’s time to change.” The stylist said as Yerin nodded, put down her magazine and entered the dressing room.
The two guys were already prepared, though. Both of them are wearing black suits, but Changkyun was wearing a black inner polo while Jinwoo’s wearing a white one. “Can you believe Wonwoo missed the shot on getting a perfect woman?” Changkyun asked Jinwoo and Jinwoo nodded.
“Hell yes, he did.”
“But I also can’t believe that you lost Sejeong to Dongyoung, you idiot.”
Jinwoo shot a glare to Changkyun. “Do you want to talk about Binnie and Soobin, Changkyun?”
Changkyun smiled. “At least I didn’t lose her to someone who broke up with her before.”
“Shut up, Changkyun.”
¬ 2 Hours before the start of the ball
Wonwoo, Jihoon, Soonyoung and Junhui, together with Soobin who’s Junhui’s date, arrived in the campus intact, no thanks to Junhui’s driving skills. Soobin was holding on for her life every time they took a turn. When they were parking, Wonwoo decided to pray for his life. Soonyoung did nothing but scream and Jihoon, who sat between Wonwoo and Soonyoung, had to cover his ears for protection. “We’re here!” Junhui cheered.
“I don’t think that’s something to be proud of, Jun.” Soobin noted as she sighed.
“I don’t know about you, but I’m with the girl.” Jihoon added as they got out of the car one-by-one. When they got off, Junhui passed Soobin his coat. Soobin’s wearing a purple off-shoulder tulle dress that reaches the upper part of her knees, so Junhui thinks she’s cold or maybe he’s just protective that the three other guys all shot him a glare. “No one’s going to steal her from you, you know.” Jihoon deadpanned. Jihoon’s wearing a checkered two-piece with an inner white polo. He has a white corsage on his chest and he waxed his hair today.
“We get it, Junhui, you like Soobin a lot.” Soonyoung remarked. He’s wearing a velvet tux and a white shirt inside it. He dyed his hair black for the ball. “And yeah, we get it, you’re almost friendzoned.”
Junhui frowned. “We’re not dating!” Then he glanced at Soobin who’s putting on his coat. “But I’m not friendzoned, either.” Junhui’s also wearing a blue coat (that’s on Soobin now) but under it, he’s wearing suspenders and his polo’s unbuttoned to the third button from the top. He offered his arm to Soobin, to which she nodded and gratefully accepted as they began walking to the venue.
Wonwoo can just watch them with amazement. “Wow, Junhui, really.” Wonwoo has his hair down, his specs on, and his mandarin-collar suit, vest, polo and tie. “Do you think he’s settling for real now?”
Jihoon nodded. “I’ve never seen Junhui so whipped, in our fifteen years of friendship. The only time I’ve seen him whipped was with Tsunade when we were in grade school.” He crossed his arms. “I think he’ll fall even harder once he finds out that she’s akrehdie.”
Soonyoung agreed, and he nodded back. “He likes the artist without even knowing that he likes the actual artist, wow, what a concept.”
“Someone should really stop you with the stan twitter vocabulary, Soonyoung.” Jihoon snidely remarked as he saw three girls come out from the same car. Sejeong, Momo and Chungha. Jihoon’s eyes went wide as he saw Momo’s dress.
Soonyoung narrowed his eyes as he saw Jihoon’s reaction. “What’s with –“ He turned to look at where Jihoon’s looking and he was floored, too, while Wonwoo just kept his straight face, unfazed. “What the heck?! Did Momo steal glitters from the shop?”
Momo, apparently heard this and her eyes darted to Soonyoung’s direction. She’s wearing an A-line white ball gown that literally sparkles, so it shines even in the light. “Kwon Soonyoung, seriously.”
Wonwoo, on the other hand, can’t unsee how beautiful Chungha is on her round-neck pink, lacy ball gown. He crooked his head and smiled a little as his group approached theirs. “You look nice.” He complimented her and Chungha smiled back.
Jihoon, who’s watching this and ultimately not a fan of romance, just rolled his eyes. “You two should go in together. I heard Longguo’s not arriving because of girlfriend issues.”
Chungha raised her hand in defense. “He is! He’s just running late.”
“With Dongyoung.” Sejeong snidely remarked. Sejeong’s wearing a dark gray beaded two-piece long dress, but since it’s dark, it complements her skin tone.
Wonwoo raised a brow. “So you’re going in together?”
Chungha shook her head. “Momo calls it the Single-Awareness Day.”
Soonyoung clapped and chimed happily. “Very well, then! Let’s all celebrate the Single-Awareness day except for Longguo, Dongyoung and Sejeong since they’re all dating!” Everyone shook their heads in amusement and headed inside.
Jennie and Daniel arrived at the ball, arms interlocked, and of course, lots of students gushed over the weird-ass pairing – who isn’t weirded out, anyway? Jennie’s with Daniel, who’s Sooyoung’s ex, and Sooyoung’s ex-best friend is Jennie – weird!
But then again, what can they do about it? Yerin headed down from the upper floor as she saw the two arrive. The ball’s about to start, so the music’s already playing as the students began entering the venue. It’s well-decorated, and it looks classy, to be honest. Curtains draping from here and there, the chairs are also comfy.
Daniel was at awe with Yerin’s outfit. She’s wearing a lavender high-low off-shoulder dress, and she had her hair in a pretty bun. She smiled as she saw Jennie and Daniel.
“Jen, you look stunning!” Jennie, on the other hand, is wearing a blood-red tulle ball gown that seems to have a really big balloon, but she’s used to carrying these heavy dresses, so this is normal for Jennie. Yerin smiled at Daniel, too. “You too, Danik.”
Daniel’s wearing a burgundy suit and vest with a white polo beneath it, and the polo’s unbuttoned until the second button from the top. “Yay, I’m complimented by the great Jung Yerin!” He cheered. “But really, Yerin, you look amazing today.”
Yerin smiled back at Daniel’s compliment. “Thank you.” Yerin led them to their table, where Changkyun was waiting for them with the appetizers.
Meanwhile, the CLYDE kids arrived the venue as well. And as expected, those kids caught everyone’s attention, especially since Sooyoung and the gang entered right after Daniel and Jennie. Sooyoung and Hayoung first saw each other and Sooyoung gave Hanbin’s hand a squeeze before eventually leaving them to join Hayoung. “We’ll be at the tables!” Youngjae reminded her, to which she acknowledged before ~really~ leaving the guys.
“Hayoung!” Sooyoung went ahead and squeezed her best friend – even if she’s wearing a blue floor-length rhinestone dress which kinda felt ‘ouchy’ on the chest. “No date?” She asked, teasingly.
Hayoung rolled her eyes. “Why would I ask for a date when I have my best girl with me?”
Sooyoung winked at Hayoung. “I’m beginning to like your agenda, huh.”
Hayoung winked back. “Well, why not, right?” She beamed. “Photo booth?”
“God damn, yes!”
Soon, Sorn and Ten arrived in the ball arm-in-arm, quite catching the attention of the spectators. Sorn whispered to Ten, “Told ‘ya coming together was a bad idea.”
Ten smirked. “Bad publicity is still publicity.” They walked into the venue and went to Dabin’s table, who ultimately gave them a chuckle.
“Well, this is a weird couple.” Dabin noted as she crossed her legs. Dabin’s wearing a floor-length sequined teal dress with a slit that reached up until her knees. “You guys, this was a bad idea, just for your information.”
Sorn narrowed her eyes at Dabin’s remark. “You bitch, this was your idea.” Sorn rolled her eyes as she sat next to Heejun. Sorn’s wearing a white and orange sleeveless knee-length dress.
Heejun began sipping his juice before he saw Ten’s outfit. “That’s 200 dollars?!” He asked, referring to Ten’s slightly tragic outfit. He’s wearing an orange-and-black coat over a white shirt and denim pants. “Are you cosplaying Trump?”
Ten narrowed his eyes. “What about you, then, are you cosplaying Tony Stark? Who wears a polo shirt instead of polo, anyway?” Ten began dissing his outfit that includes a polo shirt under his black coat.
“I think both of you should shut up, you guys are too loud.” Jinwoo suddenly appeared, shocking all four of them, since he looks ~hot~ in the black suit. He has Sana on his arm and she sat next to Sorn before Jinwoo sat next to her. Sana’s wearing a v-neck beaded pink tulle ball gown, so it’s quite big.
“Wow, Sana.” Sorn began inspecting her dress. “This shit looks expensive.”
Sana shook her head. “Girl, it’s for 100 dollars.”
Sorn sent a glare to Ten, mocking him, ultimately. “And that’s 200 dollars?”
Jinwoo also narrowed his eyes upon hearing the price of the coat. “200 bucks?!”
And the night began.
¬ the ball has started.
To be honest, the programme wasn’t that much. They had this best-dressed award that went to Jennie and some sophomore for the girls and it went to two seniors for the guys. After that, they were given food to eat, but really, what else could be the highlight of a ball but the slow-dance portion?
Sad, slow ballads began playing in different languages, and couples soon filled the dance floor. The first singer is Dawon, who’s a sophomore. Her voice is translucent enough to warm and hurt hearts.
“Shall we dance?” Daniel asked Jennie as he led out his hand. Jennie smiled and took his hand. She placed her arm around his nape and he had his hands on her waist. “Because you’re my date, you have to be the first dance, you know.”
“Really now?” Jennie asked with a smile. She noticed that Seokwoo and Sooyoung are dancing right behind them. They’re both tall and good-looking so she thinks that they match each other well, but she knows something’s off. At the very least, she and Sooyoung were friends for two whole years. Heck, she loves her friends so much back then, so she knows when she’s hurting. “Danik, did you talk with Sooyoung after that day? You know, when you asked me out?” Daniel looked away. “Oh, you didn’t?”
Daniel nodded. “Looks like she doesn’t want to talk to me.”
“Doesn’t look like it to me.” Jennie noted, noticing that Sooyoung threw her another glance for the tenth time. “Do you want to try?”
Daniel’s eyes went wide. “N-no, I can’t leave you!”
Jennie chuckled. “No, I’m fine. Go.” She told him. “Get the girl.” She put down her arms and she removed his hands from her waist and she gave him a nod.
“Come on, don’t make this weird for both of us.” She gave him a pat on the back before walking back to her seat. Daniel mentally thanked her as the song changed, and Seokwoo let go of Sooyoung. Without hesitation, before Sooyoung even got the chance to sit, Daniel lightly grabbed her arm.
“Can I ask you for a dance?” By this time, Dongyoung and Sejeong are the ones singing in front. “Please?”
Seokwoo’s words, saying she should give Daniel the chance to talk echoed through her mind as she nodded. “Well, why not? If Jennie won’t be –“ Sooyoung glanced at Jennie, and Jennie just smiled and gave her a nod. “ – mad.” Sooyoung suddenly felt her heart pang and she mouthed a ‘thank you’ to Jennie. They headed back to the dance floor and they began dancing. “So, what did you want to talk to me about?” Daniel looked down to meet her eyes. He leaned in for a kiss but she stopped his lips from coming closer. “Talk, before kissing.”
He let out a light-hearted chuckle before he shyly answered, “I was wrong, Soo.” He heaved a heavy sigh. “I didn’t know the level of trauma it caused you, and I took it easily when I shouldn’t have.” He held her hand that was on his nape. “I’m sorry.”
“Apology accepted.” Sooyoung nodded and smiled. “I’m sorry for overreacting, too.”
Daniel smiled back. “Apology accepted.”
Sooyoung didn’t hesitate and she pulled him in for a sweet, soft, kiss.
Soonyoung can’t seem to find who he’s looking for. That’s probably Chungha. It’s the third song, and right now, Wheein, a senior, is singing P!nk’s What About Us.
He tried looking for her pink ball gown, but he soon found her dancing with Wonwoo. He pouted a bit, and decided he’s going to bully Wonwoo about it later.
Soonyoung then saw Momo, sitting on her own. It’s time to fic this rivalry. He told himself as he approached her. “Hirai-san!”
Momo, who’s half-pleased on seeing him, shot him a glare. “You called me a glitter thief.” And she scoffed.
“A pretty glitter thief!” He joked. “Shall we dance?” He gave her his hand and she looked at it for a few seconds before taking it. By the time they arrived to the dance floor, Yuju, Youngjae’s sister’s the one singing Take A Bow.
Momo and Sooyoung were both good dancers, and their dance somehow looked like a mix of modern and slow dance. Some of the students who saw the two of them are at awe. “Wow, we should do more collabs.” Momo suggested and Soonyoung nodded in agreement.
“We should try auditioning for nationals!” Sooyoung stopped for a bit when he realized that Momo’s not in the Show Choir. “’know what, we should just do a collab and post it on Youtube.”
Momo nodded back and smiled. “Well, thanks for keeping me in the loop.”
“If it’s you, then you’re welcome!” Soonyoung smiled wider until he saw Momo’s smile fade slowly. He looked to see who it was –
Longguo and Chungha are dancing together. When Soonyoung realized this, he moved to block Momo’s view. “Soonyoung?”
“Momo, you’re dancing with me, I want your full attention on me. Can you do that?”
When Momo realized what Soonyoung was doing, she mentally thanked them and she put the smile back up. “Thanks.”
“You know, I like Chungha, a lot.” Soonyoung confessed. “But the person I like likes someone else.”
Momo nodded in agreement. “And the one she likes is in love with another man.”
Soonyoung nodded back. “And there’s nothing I can do about it.”
“There’s nothing we can do about it.” She corrected, and Soonyoung couldn’t help but agree.
Yerin and Jihoon just finished their dance, but before she sat down, Seokwoo approached her. “Care to dance?” He smirked. “You’re the only girl among the core four who I haven’t danced with, Yerin.”
Yerin rolled her eyes and chuckled. “Terrific.” She took his hand and they headed for the dance floor. “You know, I heard about your debate results.” She said as they began dancing to Jihyo’s song. “And I heard it was tragic.”
He rolled his eyes, this time. “Don’t remind me, I’m really bad at public speaking.”
“Fine, you win. I can’t fight with someone who has zero self-esteem.” Yerin chuckled and Seokwoo chuckled back. “How did Sooyoung hold up, with the Daniel-Jennie issue?”
Seokwoo smiled a sad smile. “I know she was sad.” He looked closely into her eyes. “You should try talking to her, it’s been a year, Yerin.”
“One-liners?” He sighed. “If you’re curious on how she’s doing, then please ask her yourself. You’ll end up like Sana and Hanbin, at this point.”
Yerin frowned. “Sana and Hanbin’s case is by far the worst case I’ve heard of and I don’t think Sooyoung and I would need to go there.”
“Well, I suggest that both of you begin hating on Wonwoo. Mutual hatred can rebirth friendship, you know.”
Yerin cracked up. “Wow, nice idea Seokwoo.”
“I know right. I have better ideas, do you want to meet up regarding the fixation of your relation?”
She cracked up again. “The rhymes!” Then she crooked her head. “Are you asking me out?”
Seokwoo beamed. “Maybe?”
Yerin just rolled her eyes and thought, maybe this time, she’ll try, too.
Chapter 13: 012: Aftermath
SORRY FOR THE LATE UPDATE!!!!
Jennie: No but kids, last night was FUN!
Daniel: So who’s the lucky guy? owo owo owo owo
Jennie: omg Daniel are you hoeing right now??????
Daniel: No, I’m not :((((((((((((((((
Daniel: SO WHO IS IT
Jennie: Shut it Daniel. :/
Dabin: HELLO GUYS DO YOU WANT TO HEAR THE TEA FROM THE CLUB HOOK-UPS LAST NIGHT????
Daniel: oooOOOOOOhhhHHHHHH owo owo owo owo owo owo
Sooyoung: Another owo, Daniel.
Daniel: Sorry, baby.
Dabin: So hello, kids, Dabin’s storytime!!!
Dabin: In today’s news, let’s start with explaining the levels of affection, skinship, and romance that happened in the kinda-horny valentine’s ball.
Yujin: You have LEVELS?
Dabin: HELLO Yujin, OF COURSE I have to have levels!
Myungeun: So what are the levels, Dabin?
Dabin: TYPE A. Also known as the Mildly in Love. The most of the affection they’ve had are holding hands. Exhibit A, Jinwoo and Sana.
Sana: We’re friends, dumbass.
Dabin: I don’t hold hands with Jaehwan, but thanks for trying, Janet.
Dabin: Exhibit B. Soobin and Jun, the TYPE B. Aka, Not-Sure-If-I-Should-Be-Doing-This. The affection they have is the eye infection.
Jihoon: Oh I got eye infection because of them, too.
Dabin: Point. The affection TYPE B gives off is like those type of looks they give where you just wanna yell, “GET A ROOM BITCHES”
Dabin: That type.
Soobin: why do we need a room.
Soobin: Our relationship’s not like that.
Soonyoung: YEP Jun was dripping honey the entire time.
Jun: Quit it, Soonyoung.
Dabin: Anyway do I look like I care?
Dabin: Type C; also known as the Make-Up Fanatics, see also Danik and Sooyoung. No point denyin this, we ALL saw what went down in the club room.
Jennie: owo owo owo
Dabin: Finally, TYPE R; I would want to call them the “I hooked up like this”
Dabin: And I’ll leave them to your imaginations ;)
Zuho: No one’s curious, Brenda.
Dabin: owo owo owo
Daniel: HEY USE CITATIONS WHEN CITING MY owo!!!
Chapter 14: 013: side effects of exams
013: side effects of exams
I’m a veterinarian.
Well, a vet-to-be, and a part of our requirements in graduating next year is working as animal rescuers starting this exam week until the end of the first term in senior year. And, well, I have to pick a partner by the end of this week.
But the thing is, it’s not like I need to ask someone out –
People have been asking me out.
With the animal rescue program, I can pick a partner from a different program and they will be exempted on the final test and all of the minor classes they’ll have on the next term, which is why many other kids would come around and – “Hey, Chungha!” Like this one, for instance, Kim Jaehwan, who only talks to me when he needs a copy of his new favorite anime series, is right in front of me and one of the school’s dogs, Cherry, who I named after her red snoot. Currently, we’re on the field, and Jaehwan’s not the first to approach me. “So, who are you picking for your rescue mission?”
I tried to smile it off. “I haven’t picked anyone yet.” Cherry began scowling, so I began patting her head to keep her calm. “Shush now, Cherry.” I tried to give Jaehwan a small smile. “I’ll keep you posted, okay?”
“T-Thanks.” And with that, Jaehwan left me and Cherry alone. The only other veterinary medicine friend I have is coming with his girlfriend, and he keeps telling me to ask Soonyoung to be my partner. Surely, I have no complaints in asking him out, but it’s awkward. The last time he tried to talk to me, I had Longguo shoo him away.
“HEY CHUNGHA WHAT ABOUT ME?” Cherry dashed and ran to Junhui’s arms. He’s been meaning to adopt her, since she likes him a lot.
I smiled sadly. Sure, earlier on, he’s been on the top of the list for potential partners since freshman year but earlier today…
“Chungha.” I was doing my homework in the library when I heard a deep, monotonous voice that I only hear in the clubroom. It’s Seokwoo.
I bowed slightly as he pulled the chair next to me. “What brings you here?” I asked him as he sat down. “You don’t usually come out to find me.”
“Yeah, I came to tell you not to pick Jun as your partner for your rescue mission.”
I narrowed my eyes in confusion. “You do know that he’s running first on my list, right?” I asked. Junhui’s good with animals and people, which is why I wanted to pair up with him. To top it up, he’s undecided in Junior Year, Vet Med can help him.
“I know that, but I have to ask you this favour.” He sighed. “You know we’re on the debate team, right?”
I nodded as I realized what’s up. “Oh.”
I remembered. The Debate Team made it to the Nationals and they’re supposed to be exempted from their finals, as well, and they get incentives if they win this, so Seokwoo must be on edge – especially since he needs this for his scholarship. “Please just do me this once, Chungha, then I promise I’ll do one big favor for you.”
“Until now, I don’t know what once big favor I’m going to ask Seokwoo.” I saw Junhui sulk and groan. “Now I have no reasons to skip out Debate!”
I softly apologized. “Sorry.”
“But, I also know another person who’s good with pets.”
I narrowed my eyes. “Please not Wonwoo or Jihoon. Wonwoo’s bad with dogs and Jihoon’s shorter than me.”
“Of course it’s not either of those two, those two are fat-asses, I don’t expect them to be the type.” He was quiet for a few seconds before he said, “It’s Soonyoung!”
I glanced at Sejeong. She’s been hitting the wrong note twice now. “Sejeong, again.” Us Arts majors don’t have finals, we only have practicals, so that brings me and Sejeong, who were hilariously paired up. We’re currently in one of our school’s recording studios, and we’re recording for our practical application. We’re supposed to make a song and turn it in, and we chose to make a rap + ballad song, where I’m going to rap, too.
“Right.” And she repeated her verse. Here’s the reason why I wanted to work with her.
She writes the best lyrics.
No, seriously, there’s no one else in out batch who’s able to write lyrics as poetic as hers. She managed to write a happy ending to a sad story, she’s THAT good. She wrote our entire song, and it’s seriously good.
And she hit the right note. “Okay, that’s good enough, Sejeong.”
“Thanks.” Then she left the recording room to join me. I played her the song and she looked pleased, too. “This is good enough.”
“I’ll just finish mixing it, you can rest for a bit.”
She nodded. “I’ll just call Doyoung.” I nodded back and she left the room, but before I can even glance at the mixer, she came back in. “Yo, Sana’s here.”
Yep, I was shocked. Our convos are usually just e-mails, just me sending demos of the songs we’re going to use in her playwright and her sending scripts for me to try and match it. I used to want to do this with her, but now, it’s just plain awkward to do this with her. She went into the room and I noticed that she’s standing one feet away from me – this should be normal. She left a thick-ass folder on the table and I furrowed my brows in confusion. “What are those for?”
“That’s the script, run it over, I have practicals to work on.” She twisted her heel and she began to walk out.
“Do you want some coffee?” I asked, quite hopeful, to be honest.
But instead, I just got a glare. “Do you want me to punch you on the face?” She smirked and she tightened her handbag. “I have to go before I eventually do what I threatened.” She walked out of the room and I just sighed.
This is what I deserve.
Damn codons. I really hate codons. I hate genetics. I took biology as my pre-med but I certainly wasn’t expecting the abundance of codons, not to mention that I’m working on my exit exam, too, since I have to transfer to medicine after this.
And I sort of want to fix my issues with Sooyoung, too.
I want us four to come back again.
I’m ready to forget about Soo and Wonwoo, now.
“Have you thought about what I told you?” I saw Seokwoo slide on the seat in front of me and I smiled a little.
“Yes, I have.” I answered. Currently, we’re in a café in front of the school. It’s exam week, and I’ve been seeing some people snap at one another inside the campus so it’s not really healthy to stay in school, especially with all the mad people. In school, everyone are just triggered when it’s the exam season. Some are busy with practicals, some on exams and some on club activities. Like Seokwoo over here who’s in the debate team and he actually wants to learn under me. Well, I heard the debate’s about human genetic tampering, and they’re on the pros side.
Here’s to more genetics.
Seriously, Ten should be here, he’s the one who has powers over genetic tampering. I’m in BS Bio, he’s in BS Biological Engineering. See the difference? “I plan to talk to her and Hayoung with Jen one of these days.” I checked my watch for the time; the time is 2:00pm. “After exam, maybe.”
He tapped his pencil against his thick-ass material and he asked, “Why not do it ASAP? You know, for inspiration purposes.” The waitress brought our drinks so he shoved his pencilcase to the side. “Thank you, Clarisse.” He thanked her, which is nice, since he knew of the waitress’ name.
“You know her name?”
He took his iced coffee from the side and took a sip while nodding. “I frequent this café with the gang. You know, Sooyoung, Youngjae, and Hanbin.”
I nodded in understanding. “So they must know Sooyoung well.”
He nodded back. “Yeah, sort of. But they know Youngjae a little more.”
I raised a brow in confusion. “And why is that?”
He raised a brow back. “You didn’t know?” I shook my head. “Youngjae owns this place.”
I smiled a little and chuckled. “Why, you rich kids. So what do you own?” He tried to smile it off but I smirked at him. “Whoa, are you getting shy now?”
He sighed and smiled a little. “Properties. Me and my siblings own properties and buildings.” I nodded. I know Sooyoung owns a mall downtown, and her siblings also own a mall each, plus, they’re all actors and actresses, and they have this TV show that destroyed Keeping Up With The Kardashians rating-wise. “In fact, I made this promise to myself.”
I took my coffee from the table and drank from it. “What promise?”
“That I’d bring the woman of my dreams to one of my properties and propose to her there.” He began stirring his drink. “But I know my mom wants me to marry Sooyoung’s sister.”
I narrowed my eyes in confusion. “Siyeon? The high school girl? Are you a pedo?”
“What, no!” He defensively reacted and I smiled a little. I was joking. He sighed. “It’s Jihyo.”
“Oh.” I let out a small sigh as I pat his back. “You’ll find the right woman for you, don’t worry.”
Seokwoo smiled a little. “Okay, but before that, teach me about CRISPR, first.”
I rolled my eyes. I forgot. Genetics.
With Hayoung – I know, weird, but before ya’ll react, Hayoung takes up the same maths as anyone in architecture and last time I checked, Hayoung is the best when it comes to math, so yeah. With Hayoung, we’re currently in a study hall for third-years, which isn’t strange but Kwon Soonyoung just passed by and gave us a ‘look’ and Hayoung just gave him a ‘what-the-hell-are-you-looking-at’ look, and that look is pretty scary. I’ve been friends with her for two years and I always get scared of that look.
And Kwon Soonyoung went off running.
“Is it really that weird for both of us to be together?” Hayoung asked.
I shook my head. “Y’know what? Not really. It’s not like I cheated with your boyfriend, right?” And she nodded back. “So teach me integrals.”
She chuckled lightly. “Fine.” She opened the textbook and she was about to begin when I saw Hanbin enter the hall. He went to the vending machine and he slid his coins into it. He pressed the topmost button so he’s probably getting Sprite. It’s so quiet in the study hall to the point that I can hear Kwon Soonyoung and Jeon Wonwoo talking about me and Hayoung being together, and I can hear Hanbin’s drink falling into the take-out port. The tin can clashed with the plastic exterior of the take-out port, it really is Sprite. “Yo, Jen, ya listening?” I snapped back to reality when I heard Hayoung call my name. “Did your enhanced hearing magically appear again?” I’d take note of her sarcasm, here.
But still, I nodded. “Sadly, yes. I can tell that Hanbin took a can of Sprite with just my ear.”
She sighed. “Well, it’s handy in music, so that’s good enough.” I nodded. Hayoung has a point. She’s always been street-smart like this. She told me my ear comes handy when stalkers or thieves start approaching me, so on our freshman year, she made me listen to knife and gun sounds, and even how date-rape drugs sound like when they’re being opened. Weird, but it but it did come in handy because before freshman year ended, someone spiked Yerin’s drink in a party, which we prevented, thank goodness. “So, how’s your practical?”
“I’m working with Soonyoung. He’s going to do a contemporary dance on my song.”
She mouthed an ‘oh’. “Boyfriends?”
I chuckled lightly. “Not really. No time.”
She began smiling playfully. Oh no. “Do you want me to set you up with someone?”
“I don’t like the sound of this, Hayoung.”
“Come on, it’ll be fun.”
It’ll be fun, she said.
“Please don’t punch me, it took me ten whole days for my face to be fixed, I don’t wanna do it again.” I’m literally begging right now – Minatozaki Sana is right in front of me – here at the upper floor of the study hall. “Please?” I tried pleading. THE LAST TIME SHE PUNCHED ME, I HAD TO WEAR AN EYE PATCH.
SO I HAVE TO STAND TWO FEET AWAY FROM HER.
At that time, I saw her walk to one of the chairs in front of us, and she laced a paper bag on it. She smiled a little smile. “It’s your coat. I’m sorry for punching you –“ She removed eye contact from me. “And all.” She sighed before she left me alone.
She’s cute, there’s no denying to that.
But she’s scary.
And she punches HARD.
I was heading back to my dorm room at 4pm when I saw a certain familiar figure waiting at my door. I crooked my head as I saw her bangs falling into place and her fixing it. Looking at her like this, I realized that she still looked like the same pretty girl I’m best friends with.
“Hey, Yerin.” I tried to greet her with a smile and she did the same.
And there was this awkward silence between us.
Suddenly, everything just came back to me.
So without hesitation, I walked closer to her.
Slowly, I checked her eyes. Her soft, beautiful eyes enchanting enough to charm anyone. “I’ve wanted to do this.”
And I did.
I kissed her.
And she kissed me back.
It was a sensational feeling. All of the emotions I’ve kept bottled within me suddenly came out, bursting. I can’t believe this. I kissed her and she’s kissing me back.
Yerin’s kissing me back.
We soon grasped for air as our lips parted and Yerin shyly asked me, “Should we be doing this?” She looked around and smirked a little. “Out here?”
I crooked my head as I pushed the door into my room. “I’m in if you’re in.”
She smiled and I smiled back.
Chapter 15: 014: Reality of Lies
014: Reality of Lies
3rd Person’s POV
Why do people lie?
Great question, so why? It’ll only hurt them, it’ll only break them, it’ll only destroy them. So why do they lie?
-- The lie matters to them. --
“It matters to me, so shut up and find me something I can bribe Kim Sejeong with.” A mad, fuming Yujin slammed the table with her fist with a fox-eyed sophomore just eyeing her.
“Well, you’re the one who cheated and got caught. Just tell Zuho the truth and go on with your life, for fuck’s sake.” The sophomore stood up, took her bag and left Yujin on her own.
Yes, Yujin cheated.
Yes, Sejeong caught her cheating on Zuho with Changkyun.
To Yujin, her lie – the mere fact that she lied on Zuho, her boyfriend, matters. To her, the lie’s important because it matters to her. It matters to her because to her, Zuho’s the one, leaving her in utmost confusion. If he’s the one then why did she have to sleep with Changkyun?
Out of confusion, she found herself walking to the clubroom, where she heard chattering – lots of them. She saw Dabin and Heejun, and heck, she couldn’t even think of Heejun cheating on Dabin – Dabin’s a goddess, Heejun’s hot, Dabin’s a top, Heejun allows her to do as she pleases, Dabin’s wealthy, Heejun’s not half-bad, either. To top it up, both of their values and beliefs match up, Dabin doesn’t want to have kids, Heejun doesn’t, either.
She smiled sadly as she passed through the clubroom without entering. She doesn’t know how to face ANYONE today. She knows the people in the clubroom are half-studying, half-tired and Yujin is just 100% tired. “I don’t want this.” She whispered to herself. But she knows that she brought this to herself.
She headed for her dorm room, and there, she found Seungyeon, who’s also studying. “Oh, hey.”
Yujin smiled a little. “Hey.” She headed for her bed and she plopped down.
“You done with your practicals?”
Yujin shook her head. “Nah, we’ll be performing on the same day as you guys so there you have it.” Seungyeon nodded in agreement. Seungyeon’s an economics major, so she has an exam in a few days – much like anyone at school. “Hey, Seungyeon.” Yujin called her out.
“Ten cheated on you, right? How did it feel?”
Seungyeon smiled bitterly, a bitter smile that Yujin didn’t see. “It hurts, of course,” She stopped to twist her chair, now facing Yujin. “- especially during the first time.”
“The first time, huh?”
Seungyeon nodded. “The pain during the first time will hurt the most.”
Yujin looked away. “I see.” Seungyeon nodded in acknowledgement and swiveled her chair back to her desk, before saying the words Yujin doesn’t want to hear.
“Clear your mind, and tell Zuho what happened. Nothing will happen if you sit here idly, wondering if he’ll get hurt.”
-- Telling the truth feels like giving up control –
“So do you want this on A-flat or A-sharp? You pick.” Hanbin gave the keyboard to Sana halfway and she accepted it on the other half. He also passed her a set of headset to listen to the song for their musicale. And there’s no denying one thing for Hanbin and Sana – they still work well together. They always have,
Before that happened.
“Can you put the Maria, my love part a little higher? Maybe a higher Si?”
“I can do that.” Hanbin took the keypad from her and he rewrote the chords easily. Sana shyly smiled. This was the man she fell for before everything fell apart between them.
Hanbin then played the song for her. “This is a lot better.” Sana noted. “Thanks, let’s call it a day.” Hanbin nodded and turned off his systems. His personal studio is cozy, actually. Sana’s been here before, and she noticed how he kept it the same. There’s his fridge, the couch that’s always been there, the studio, itself and its ambiance. “This place didn’t change that much.”
Hanbin nodded as he took a bottle of Yakult from his fridge and gave it to Sana halfway through the table and Sana took it from there. “Do you still like Yakult?”
Sana smirked and nodded. “Yes, I still do.” She crooked her neck. “Give me a straw.”
Hanbin smiled a little and pointed to the cabinet next to her. “They’re all there, just get one.” He turned around and went into his recording room to clean up while Sana was left alone. Of course, she cannot tolerate being in the same room as Hanbin, and he knows that, so he knows his proper distance – which is three meters apart because he does not want to get punched. He knows that he’s the reason behind this, anyway. He sighed a little as Sana watched him clean.
She’s been thinking for a few days. Right now, she‘s been seeing the past them, the ones who were happy, the ones who had something to hold on. “How were you, you know, after the engagement?” She asked herself, imagining that she’s asking Hanbin, who’s tying up the rest of the wires. She smiled sadly as she took her bag from the sofa. “Hanbin, I’m leaving.”
Hanbin nodded in acknowledgement. “Please walk home safely.”
Sana smiled a little. “I will.”
Hanbin watched as Sana left the room with another sad smile on his face – he’s equally as sad as Sana the first time they decided to part ways. He was equally as terrified. But this is the choice – the choice he made for them to be together again.
He lied to protect the future where they’ll meet again.
-- They don’t want to disappoint others. --
“No way, you two made up?” Jennie and Hayoung were equally shocked, seeing Sooyoung and Yerin all-fluffy and all-pretty. Jennie sipped from her coffee and raised a brow. “No way, who’s behind this?”
Yerin and Sooyoung shrugged altogether and looked at each other, then giggled together. “Probably Seokwoo.” Sooyoung answered.
“Right, Seokwoo told me to try to talk to you.”
Hayoung cheered and celebrated obviously, with the bright smile of hers. “Just in time for the exams! I need to study some genetic biology and THANK GOD I can now ask Yerin! Sooyoung knows nothing about this crap and I’m DYING!”
The four other girls chuckled “And I can now do plates with Sooyoung, thank god!” Jennie joked.
“Jen, I use Photoshop, you use AutoCAD and The Sims 4.” The four girls chuckled once more, not realizing the secret behind everything.
Perhaps the reason why Yerin and Sooyoung never told anyone about that night is because they don’t want to disappoint people. Yerin’s family is hugely conservative. They’d never agree on their daughter’s choices, especially since Yerin has a younger sister entirely dependent on her, and her parents expect her to bring someone who can take care of the family line.
In the same way, Sooyoung doesn’t want to disappoint her parents, and Daniel, the man who picked her up after her fall. She’s technically a celebrity, and she’s expected to give birth to the next celebrity couple, maybe like her older sister. And she most especially does not want to disappoint Daniel – he loved her when no one else ever did.
So the night it happened, the two girls made something clear.
It was right after Yerin and Sooyoung made out, Sooyoung was fixing her disheveled polo and Yerin was removing smudged lipstick out of her face. “No one’s supposed to know about this, Sooyoung.” Yerin looked up to meet the eyes of the taller girl.
Sooyoung only smiled sadly as she saw the smaller girl look up to meet her eyes. “I know, Yerin. It works for me, too.”
“I’m sorry, Soo.”
Sooyoung nodded. “I know. It’s for Eunwoo, your sister, too.”
Yerin nodded back. “And for Niel, too.” She smiled a little. “Geez, I missed playing around with you.”
Sooyoung nodded in agreement. “Sooo, are we making up now?”
“Come on, Sooyoung. We made out already, so we’re definitely making up now.”
Sooyoung smiled brightly and nodded. “Now that we are, I’ve brought you the latest tea in Mallenois University and you ARE GONNA LIKE IT.”
Sooyoung watched as her three friends chattered along, talking about the hot post-graduate students trying to get under their pants. Yerin seems to be especially fond of someone named Minho, who’s in law school. But she knows.
They know that this lie is out to protect the people they love from disappointment.
-- Lies snowball –
Sometimes lying is like a house of cards. In order to cover up a lie, we tell another lie to hide the lie. It’s like a house of cards being stacked towards one another and finally, when one lie breaks, everything falls apart.
Wonwoo chuckled as he listened to Soyul just blabber and blabber. Soyul’s an architecture major while Wonwoo’s in History and Literature. They have History 3 together, and they just finished their final exam on that exam. “So do you have a thing for Myungeun or not?” Soyul asked suddenly, making Wonwoo flinch, almost dropping his coffee. He knew that Soyul has always been sharp. Her large but sharp eyes would always look of honesty, to be honest, which is contrasting with Wonwoo’s. His eyes reek of mysteriousness, and he’s considered to be the ideal type of the mystery-loving women on-campus.
“No, I don’t.” He told her sharply. She narrowed her eyes, unbelieving. “Seriously, Soyul. I don’t have a thing for Myungeun.”
“I don’t believe you.” Soyul firmly noted as she took a sip from her drink. “You do know that I can see through you, right?” She crossed her arm. “We both went to Mallenois Prep School, so we’ve seen each other for at least nine years now, and I know when you like a person.” She scoffed and looked into his eyes. “Come on, I’m no Kwon Soonyoung, but my senior year elective was psychology.”
“I really don’t.” He tried to shake it off. “I don’t like Myungeun, you know.”
Soyul stopped on her tracks. “Doesn’t she remind you of Isabelle? You know, your ‘the one that got away’?”
“Soyul, stop.” Wonwoo firmly responded. “Myungeun’s not my type.”
“Then why did you think for thirty minutes before answering a text regarding history class homework?” She fought back. “I knew Yerin was never your type,” She sharply fought back, minding the height gap between the two of them. “– you like the feisty girls, because you low key miss Isabelle. Sooyoung, Myungeun, they were all in the line of the girls you’ve been interested in because somehow, behind those eyes that need contact lenses, you still want her but you lost your shot because you were an idiot who friend-zoned her then fell for her after she freaking cut you off from her life, you jackass.” Well, maybe she snapped.
Wonwoo looked down, obviously guilty, but until his very last words – “I don’t like Myungeun.” – he lied. He lied to protect himself.
But all in all, most people lie because they want to protect something. Something they care for, or something that they hold dear. In any case, lying is not a good thing, because you’ll never know what will happen once the avalanche begins.
“Jun!” An angry Soobin rushed to the library, finding the man she hoped she’d never see in the paper.
“Soobin, what’s –“ When Junhui saw what Soobin was holding, he froze. She knew. She found out, and she’s mad, she’s furious, right in front of him. “Soobin, I can explain –“
“Then explain to me why you’re dropping out of the university!”
Chapter 16: 015: I Can't Breathe
015: I Can’t Breathe
Another day in the life of Chang Seungyeon, an Economics major. Today, I’ve decided to attend class and not let Sana take over. I’ve been doing that for a long time now, and recently, I’ve been able to sleep peacefully because I think Yujin is cheating on her boyfriend, Zuho. We had it coming, by the way. It was bound to happen. Yujin is like, a product of change. Oh, by the way, she didn’t know that I know. It’s like she fears for me to find out. It’s like, the 4th time I’ve seen her cheating on her relationship. First was the graduating senior, Yook Sungjae, then we have Sorn (yes, they dated), then that freshman earlier this year, then that sophomore two months before meeting Zuho. So basically, if you’d make a sim in the Sims 4 based from Yujin, you’d have to put non-committal. And yeah, it happens so frequently that I know when she cheats. Man, and here I thought Zuho was different.
“Oh, you didn’t send Sana?” I looked up and I saw heart-throb, Kang Daniel. No, seriously, he has the physique of a god. I wish I could date his body. But just the body. I mean, he has the mental age of someone who plays minecraft until midnight, full offense.
I shook my head. “Suddenly, I can sleep these days.”
He smirked. “Well, unlucky you, after the exams, you’re going to have more stressful nights since Seokwoo’s planning to open a, wait for it.” He went silent for a bit.
“Jeez, Daniel --!”
“ – a maid café for the Culture Festival.” He beamed. “I can see Soo in a maid outfit? Never have I thought that I might see a CLYDE member in a maid outfit.”
I narrowed my eyes. “The Japanese Club’s already sealed one. We can’t overrule them. Tell Seokwoo to change it.” Oh, right. Although Seokwoo’s the Club Representative, I’m the Club President so is there anything he can do about it? No, of course not.
Daniel sighed. “Fine.”
The professor came into the room and we all fixed ourselves. “Economics 304, today’s your final exam for this course, right?”
“Yes.” The class chorused. The professor’s Mr. Blythe, he’s an Economist who graduated in NYU in New York, so he’s considered a genius. Well, he is. By the way, in case you missed it, some of us are graduating this year. There are a few of us who took summer terms, and for some of us, our program is as good as a three-year program. I heard Jinwoo and Dongyoung are graduating this year of their first programs, Digital Arts and Economics, respectively. I’m graduating this year, too, but I may be taking my Master’s here in Mallenois, so I don’t think I’m leaving.
Speaking of Dongyoung, where is that guy? I nudged Daniel and whispered. “Where’s Dongyoung?”
He pointed at the top seats and we both saw the man who shot us both a deadly glare as he motioned ‘you guys are so dead’ from the top seats.
Oh well, I have the Junior’s Society, all my friends are here, so there’s no reason for me to leave this place, after all.
OH MY GOD I’M RUNNING LATE FOR MY FINALS IN ETHICS OF ENGINEERING
NO I’M GONNA FAIL , MY LIFE IS RUINED, I SHOULD SAY GOODBYE TO MY 4.0 GPA – oh crap, I forgot, I don’t have that shit-ass of a GPA anyway, so no goodbye to that – ANYWAY MY LIFE – MY CHANCES OF GRADUATING ON TIME, MY LIFE, OH MY GOD OH MY FREAKING GOD.
“You got here just in time, Mr. Kim.” I looked up, panting, to see the professor just about to give out the testpaper as I pushed the door open. “Anyway, what took you so long?”
So here’s the thing why I got late.
I live nearby, so when I need to get stuffs from my house, I can easily say, ‘Hi Mom, I need something for school, do you mind if you bring it to school?’ and my Mom never minds so yeah, until today, that is.
It was 7am, 2 hours before the start of my final exam. I picked up my phone from Daniel’s charger – because I accidentally flushed my charger into the toilet, yes, thanks to hell week, and I called my mom. “Ma, I ran out of kimchi, can you bring some at the school for me?”
So my mom answered, “Okay, Jaehwannie, I’ll ask your auntie to bring it there.”
“Thanks Mom, I love you.” I ended the call and then I headed for – wait for it – damn, Daniel! Anyway, I headed for school, so as I was walking to our building, I saw a familiar person. I’ve seen her in our h(ookup)angout club every now and then, and she’s scary – I think. She’s in the softball team and she’s willing to fight. But today,
“Hey, you okay?” I asked her as I passed her a handkerchief – this is me being absolutely nice, because hey, I’m hella nice, and no one can stop me from being nice. She was crying, her eyes are puffed and she’s sniffling – did she, perhaps, fail already? I know she’s in engineering or something? Nuclear Science? Boom boom pang pang!
“No, I’m not!” She snatched the handkerchief and sneezed into it, then gave it back to me. I stared at her a little bit.
“Uh, no thanks, keep it.” She looked up to meet my eyes and I shrugged. I sat next to her – I still have time, like an hour before exam starts so I can chat her up, a bit. “So, what’s up?” I tried to remember her name. She’s tall, she has short hair, and I always see her with Park Sooyoung – oh, I remember. Oh Hayoung.
“My crush dumped me!” I narrowed my eyes upon her exclamation. “Hwang Minhyun is such a jerk?”
I narrowed my eyes further. “OMG the sociology student-teacher? You tried to hit on him?” I crossed my arms. “Girl, you tried to hit on the hottest guy in school!”
“Hottest guy in school is an understatement!”
I furrowed my brows. “So, what happened, then?”
“He said he was dating someone!” She began crying again. “He said he was dating Bona!” I further furrowed my brows like duh, it only makes sense that the top guy’s dating the top girl, hello gorl.
And well, her ranting went on for about the entire time allotted for me to walk to my exam hall.
So Oh Hayoung, if you’re listening, welcome to your tape.
“Look, Hayoung, just because you got dumped by Hwang Minhyun, doesn’t mean that you’re bringing me to meet this guy you’ve wanted me to meet.” I groaned as Hayoung’s literally dragging me to the coffee shop to meet this guy she wants to set me up with. Exams literally just ended, and since we had the same final exam today, she had the luxury to drag me out quickly. “And you said you met Jaehwan? I heard from Chittaphon, he said Jaehwan was late but he was saved by their classmate who puked right before the professor distributed their test papers.”
“Yeah, I may have ranted on him just a little bit.”
I narrowed my eyes, unbelieving. “Was it just a little bit?”
“Maybe more than a little bit.”
I shrugged. “Geez, Hayoung, when are you gonna change that random ranting?”
Hayoung scoffed. “At least it’s not a random guy.”
“Yeah, but you’re making me meet a random guy.”
“He’s not a random guy, you know him too.”
Oh, god, no. “Is he from the hookup club?” I raised a brow at her suspiciously. Now, Hayoung may not look sly, but she’s good at this – this hooking up thing. She has a percentage of 100% chances in dating – she did Daniel and Sooyoung, she also did Wonwoo and Yerin in the past, but of course, they didn’t end well, but hey, they dated. “Oh, right, weren’t Yerin and Soo supposed to be here today?”
I rolled my eyes. “And I don’t have cheer practice?”
“Bitch, I skipped softball practice for this blind date t0 happen, so no backing out.” I just gave her a defeated sigh as we reached the coffee shop and she faced me. “The guy you’re meeting today is Kim Hanbin, enjoy!”
Holy shit. “What the fuck, Hayoung? Sana’s freaking ex?”
Hayoung smiled widely – well, shit. “Yeah, he said it’ll be cool meeting you.”
“We barely talk!”
“Neither do me and Jinwoo before we dated but I ain’t shitting about it, am I not?”
I heaved a heavy sigh. “Fine, but just this once, okay?”
Hayoung raised her arms, surrendering. “Cool, if you don’t like Hanbin, just say the word, okay?” I nodded and Hayoung put her hands in her coat and watched me enter the café. I headed to where Hanbin was. I actually know of him only inside the clubroom. He’s vaguely quiet, and he and Jihoon go along well. I mean, I would know, since Jihoon rarely talks (in general) about people, but he seems to look at Hanbin highly. I also know that he’s Seokwoo’s cousin, and he, Soo, Seokwoo and Youngjae are childhood friends. Other than that, I have no idea what kind of person he is. Oh, right, he was engaged to Sana until last year, until his rich parents got their way with him, and they called off the engagement.
I saw him at the other side of the room, actually. Hands in his varsity jacket, hair brushed up and I saw his feet busy fidgeting. Hanbin’s actually quite good-looking, maybe it’s in the genes. Seokwoo and all his siblings are good-looking. From the eldest until the youngest, and to be fair, his and his siblings’ visuals are on-par with Sooyoung’s and her siblings. Must be a rich people thing. I walked to his seat and I tried to smile a little at him. “Hey.”
“Hey.” He stood up, politely bowing a little. I pulled the chair out and sat in front of him. “So, anything you want?”
“Coffee Jelly, please.”
He nodded and smiled a little. “I’ll order.”
“I’ll pay.” We chorused. Well, this is nice. This is rather rare. I’ve dated Junhui, and we started from a blind date, too, but he didn’t get the bill on the blind date. I chuckled a little.
He put his hands back into the jacket. “No, seriously, I’ll get the bill.”
I raised a brow. “Was that even a sentence?”
He sighed and smiled a little. “Blind dates are actually not my thing, so I’ll spout nonsense althroughout the entire date, and that includes me not making a full sentence about getting the bill.”
I beamed. “Fair enough.”
He headed out to the counter and I figured, that maybe this will be nice.
Well, this is awkward.
While I’m watching Jennie and Hanbin beam brightly at one another, I’m here, low-key suffering because Chungha called me up. Now, I’ve asked for some tips from Junhui (who’s on the verge of leaving school), Wonwoo (who has Isabelle and Myungeun withdrawal issues), and Jihoon (who’s probably never been in love, ever). And those dudes didn’t give me anything worth the shot – but Heejun told me to just go with it so here I am.
And here she is.
Still pretty, still has that pretty smile on her face, God, I want to make her smile all the time, but after the Terri incident, I think I don’t find a place in her smile spot. I stood up and greeted her as she smiled back and sat in the booth where I’m in. “Hey there, Soonyoung.” She greeted me with a wide smile.
“I’m guessing I’m looking at our batch cum laude right now?” I guessed. Damn, self, don’t you have any better lines other than THAT?!
“Don’t joke, Soonyoung. I have a Yoo Jeongyeon and a Jin Longguo in my batch.” She beamed a little – and it’s beautiful. “Anyway, I’m going to ask you a big favor.”
“Whoa.” Really, whoa. “Does this mean that you’re not mad at me anymore?”
She smiled – beautiful – and said, “You were protecting me.” She put her hand on top of mine and she just smiled – beautiful – again. “I should be thanking you.” I kept staring at her hand before she pulled it out, smiling shyly – beautiful. Should I make a word count of how many times I called her beautiful today in my head?
“Anyway, what’s the favor?”
“Can you please join me for my rescue summer job? It’s for the summer term, and it has lots of perks.”
Actually, I think I said yes before she even entered the door.
“Jun, I don’t think you’re making the right decision – what’s the point of dropping out?” I tried to stop him but he just faced me with the same sad, painful look on his face. “Please, don’t do this.” I tried to stop my tears from falling, but it failed me. “Please.”
He cupped my cheeks. “Stop crying for me, Soobin. This isn’t the innocent Soobin I met in the beginning of the term.”
I held the hand that’s on my cheek. So it’s been a term already, huh? “You won’t get to see me paint.”
“Hey, I’ll still visit.”
“You said you were going back to China.” Right after turning our projects in Love and Betrayal in Asia, the only class me and Junhui had together, we headed for the dorms. I promised to help him pack. Since he’s still undecided, he’s being sent back home to China to take care of the family business. His parents are Art Curators, and I’m one of the artists under their comission, and Junhui doesn’t know, and he’s not supposed to know since that’ll give him some sort of bias. “Please don’t go.” I frowned sadly.
This is the first time.
The first time that I felt different with the opposite sex. My emotions aren’t even sexual with Junhui, but I feel him. I don’t want to lose the first person who I’ve grown to love.
Is that what I’m actually feeling? “I don’t want you to go.” I whispered, hoping he won’t hear.
“Come on, you said you’d help me pack.” I nodded a little, still unbelieving that I’m doing this, when I know that I’m falling for Junhui in return.
Is this falling?
Dabin once said that you don’t choose who you fall for.
Does that count with Junhui?
And with that, the exam week ended. I looked up front, on the desk with Seungyeon and Sorn, who’ll help me in creating our culture festival club booth. We skipped the maid café idea, so I ran out of them. Some of our clubmates, Soyul, Dabin and Heejun, with Jaehwan and Jihoon are watching 13 Reasons Why and they’re bawling about Zach. My sister watched and kept ranting about that. I think she may own a stan twitter account, a Zannah account, probably. Anyhow, we are running out of ideas.
“What about a Karaoke booth?” I suggested.
Jaehwan immedietly intervened. “Im Nayeon’s club is doing that, we don’t wanna get on her bad side.”
I nodded. “Point taken.”
“What about a bar?” Sorn suggested, which made both me and Seungyeon glare at her. “What?”
“Booze isn’t allowed on campus.”
She pointed at the pile of beer cans on the trash can. “There are bigger piles in the Book Club.”
Dabin walked up to us. “Well, it was allowed last time, with the Wine Tasting Club, but they opened at 5pm to 12mn, and it’ll be nice, actually. We just need approval from the council pres.”
I scoffed. “Yeah, well, we can dream on getting Kim Jonghyun [a/n: NUEST] to allow us.”
Dabin and Sorn shared a look. “Well, consider it done.” Dabin beamed and looked over at Jaehwan, who was busy ranting – leaving us all confused. What are these girls planning?