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life for shin aera was supposed to only be comprised of two things: her, being a complete perfectionist due to the upbringing of her childhood, and her very loyal best friend, ham dan-i.
therefore, when the universe sudde...
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SHIN AERA was willing to do anything for Ham Dan-I.
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That meant Aera simply trusted Dan-I with her life, the same way she hoped Dan-I would trust hers with her.
Therefore, when Dan-I mentioned something so out of this world, the silver head didn't even hesitate to agree.
Dan-I and her go way back anyway; she couldn't imagine a world without Dan-I, and she would never imagine that Dan-I would do something that could potentially hurt her.
Therefore, in honor of Dan-I's words, they went with the silver-haired boy with his brown-haired companion to the school they were 'supposed' to go to: Ji Jon Middle School.
She had learned their names at their countless attempts to converse with her (and the fact that they introduced themselves in front of the brunette), despite her hiding behind Dan-I all the way to their classroom.
She had known the silver-haired boy to be Eun Ji-ho, his companion to be Woo Ju-in, and had an encounter with another person who claims to know her—the red-haired president of class four named Kwon Eunhyung.
Aera tried to sit with Dan-I, but because there were no two empty desks beside each other, Dan-I let the girl sit beside a window in a single desk. Aera was so grateful that she hugged her there and then—which obviously surprised her supposed friends and a certain purple-haired beauty.
Currently, Aera was looking at the view outside their classroom towards the grassy fields, trying very hard to appease her anxiety as she felt stares bore through her skull. She had gotten better at masking her anxiety due to the fact that this is a daily occurrence, but masking and getting used to the feeling itself were still drastically different. She muted everything around her and focused on the grassy green down below in an attempt to calm herself down. She imagined herself alone, laying down while feeling the breeze sway across her face, and the sun warming up her stiff body.
She was so out of it that she didn't notice a certain blue-haired boy standing in front of her desk with a bothersome look displayed on his gorgeous face. She didn't even hear the poorly masked whispers as people murmured about the exotic beauties that were about to interact.
She wouldn't even have noticed if it weren't for his shy little cough that finally broke her out of her peaceful trance.
She looked at him with wonder.
The blue-haired boy took her expression as a cue to finally start talking.
"Aera." He called out.
She was almost about to ask the same question she's been asking people around her all morning—who was he, and how did he know her. But then, she remembered Dan-I's theory and her explicit warning that both of them should go along with the flow, otherwise people would think that they were crazy, and Aera did not like that.
