Immoral Passions

Trouble

Wendy and Joy both were in a class. As they were given time to complete their project, they were casually chatting while Wendy was doing all the work to derive their answers.

"How do you know if you like someone?," Wendy asked her friend, taking a break from the work.

Joy looked up at her friend who was intently waiting for an answer. She felt good about talking about such stuff with her friend who definitely needed closure.

"You just do... you feel different with that person. Why? Do you have someone in your mind?," Joy wriggled her eyebrows curiously, studying her friend's face.

"N-No.. well..," Wendy shook her head left and right lightly, a blush creeping up on her face.

"Is it perhaps.. Irene?," Joy asked further, knowing exactly who the person is.

Wendy looked up with surprised eyes. She wondered how her friend figured it out so easily.

"I'm just saying.. don't do anything reckless. You know what she does right? I know she's a nice person but I don't want you getting hurt. Just be on the same page with her," Joy continued.

Wendy hummed as a reply and continued to work on her project. She sometimes wondered if her behaviour and face was this obvious to everyone.

"W-Wait.. how did you know?," Wendy asked astounded at the taller girl.

"I know you better than anyone," Joy clicked her tongue and winked playfully while pinching Wendy's squishy cheeks.

"A-Am I.. obvious? D-Does she know too?," Wendy asked herself in horror, her face turning pale as if she saw a ghost.

"I don't think so. Seulgi and I know you better than anyone," Joy replied reassuringly as she stood up.

"I'm gonna go get something for us from the cafe okay? I'm hungry. What do you want?," Joy asked, stretching her arms.

"Um.. juice and.. chips?," Wendy said.

"Okay.. I'll be back in a bit," Joy said, ruffling her shorter friend's hair playfully.

"Yah go away," Wendy said in annoyance, brushing her hair tidy for the nth time.

Joy just laughed and went out of the classroom after taking permission. As their teacher was old, he really didn't care what was happening in the class. After Joy was gone, Wendy continued with her work. As there was not much left, she finished in a few minutes and submitted it to the professor.

"Why's she not back yet?," Wendy mumbled to herself while packing her things.

He decided to go and look around for her friend so she took hers and Joy's bag both and made her way out of the classroom. While she was passing the empty hall, someone suddenly held her by her wrist and pulled her inside the washroom. She let out a surprised squeak due to the sudden action and saw the culprit.

"What do you want Jennie?," Wendy asked in an annoyed frown.

"What do you think you're doing?," Jennie asked coldly as she locked the washroom door from the inside.

"What do you think you're doing?," Wendy said, pointing at the locked door. Jennie was really getting on her nerves now.

"How dare you take my slots with her you bitch?," Jennie spat out as she suddenly cornered Wendy into the wall roughly.

Wendy who was shocked by the sudden revelation and Jennie's cold wrath finally felt like her end was near.

"I-I don't know what you're talking about..," Wendy said, keeping a straight face.