ᴇɴʜʏᴘᴇɴ ɪᴍᴀɢɪɴᴇꜱ//x ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ ᴏɴᴇꜱʜᴏᴛꜱ

-BLUE; P.SH

genre; fluff but like kindaaaa not at the same time 🤡
request for: @lettersfrommary
word count; 1153
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As my brush swiftly danced across the canvas, I realized my water cup was getting filthy. Personally, I hate painting with dirty water.

(no cuz rlly i do)

I got out of my seat and maneuvered through several desks before I made it to the back of the classroom, where the sink was. I smiled contently as there was no line.

I slowly poured the dirty water into the drain and washed out the cup. I used my nails to get into the deep crevices before cleaning it out once more.

A stream of clean water filled the spotless cup. I set it down and checked out my brushes. Although they weren't too dirty, it wouldn't hurt to wash them off a bit.

"Oop!" I squeaked, as I was suddenly pushed to the side. I stumbled but managed to stay standing. I checked the floor for water and luckily, I didn't spill much.

Anger and annoyance rushed through me and I looked up at the culprit, although I already had a sense of who it was.

There he stood, a stupid smirk drawn across his face and eyes full of accomplishment.

"You jerk!" I yelled. The teacher huffed at me and I flashed her an apologetic smile. She was pretty used to our bickering.

Sunghoon didnt spare me a glance as his eyes were on at the dirty brushes in his hands. His hair was falling in front of his eyes and his shirt was splattered in paint.

I groaned to myself as I waited for him to finish. He payed no attention to me as he took his time- I knew what he was doing.

At the end of the day, he always lands on my last nerve.

He smirked at my impatient behavior, pretending to check the brushes again.

I tapped my long nails impatiently on the counter as I waited for him to be done. His smirk disappeared and I watched in thrill as his eyebrows slowly furrowed in anger.

"Could you cut that out?!" he whisper yelled. I smirked, copying his actions from earlier. I continued my tapping, a little bit louder this time.

"Don't use my actions against me." he said through gritted teeth. I laughed to myself psychotically as I watched his expression grow angrier and angrier.

He suddenly turned to me and held a brush covered in fresh paint up to my face. I gave him a confused look as he stayed like that for a second, before suddenly flicking the substance onto my face.

I gasped as I turned to the mirror behind the sink- blue specks covered my face and some even landed on my hair.

I heard some students chuckle behind me but there was one laugh louder then them all- and I think you know who it belonged to.

"Hey, smurfette, you look a little blue." he said between obnoxious snorts. I angrily grabbed my now- clean cup full of glistening water and dumped it on his head.

His laughing came to an abrupt pause as his mouth shot agape. His eyes were shut closed and I watched as his ears turned red.

Now it was my turn.
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(Sunghoon POV)
I wanted to punch the wall at the sound of Y/Ns annoying laughing. She stared at me with humorous eyes before turning and walking out the door.

I admit, I felt guilty. I knew this was what I deserved. But there was no other way I could gain Y/Ns attention, even if it did far more bad than good.

I've been told to just ask her out straight if the blue, but how stupid (and maybe even suspicious) would it be if your enemy of five years randomly invited you on a date?

I turned to the hysterical students behind me and shot them all a dangerous glare. Some cleared their throats nervously and turned back to their seats, while others went silent but continued to eye me.

I didn't care at this point. I grabbed a random towel and brushed my hair off a bit, then my face. The teacher watched in annoyance, but I chose to ignore her for the time being.

This is just a short snippit of a day in the life of Y/N and I. This stuff happens about five times a day at the LEAST. We're both fairly high ranked in the schools social status, mainly for the stunts we pull.

A couple years ago, a rumor went around that this was all just an act to hide the face we were dating. As people confronted me day to day, I never once denied them.

If you asked anyone what I told them in response to the rumors, they'd tell you the same thing: "No comment."
That year, I repeated the phrase more than my own name.

Y/N, however, would always contradict them. The fact she was denying the rumors wasn't what bothered me- the fact that she couldn't believe anyone would bother to date me, did.

After thinking about it constantly, I realized it must've gotten to me so much because she was my crush.

Sorry...

IS my crush.
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(Y/N pov)
After making sure I didn't look like the cookie monster, I decided to plot my revenge on Sunghoon. I paced back and forth on the bathroom tiles as I forced myself to think of a plan as soon as possible.

"All clean?" someone asked. I smiled upon hearing the voice I love so much.

"Yes maam." I replied. I looked up at my gorgeous best friend who was busy fixing her eye liner in the mirror.

"Chaeyoung?" I asked.

(yes, i used my bias from twice)

"What's up, dumpling?"

"What can I do to get back at Sunghoon?" I asked her. I watched intently as she perfectly drew out her eyeliner.

She added a couple touches before clicking the cap back on. She tucked it into her makeup bag and leaned on the wall next to me.

She squinted as she scanned my face, gasping suddenly.

"Chin up." she snapped. I looked up at the ceiling and winced as I felt her nails scrape my skin.

"You're still part of the Blue Man Group down here." she said, grabbing a tissue and attempting to wipe the dry paint off. I chuckled a bit.

"So, any ideas?" I asked again.

"Kiss his best friend, duh." she said as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.

I thought about the idea. I know Sunghoon meets with Jake, his best friend, after school each day at the basketball courts to practice. Maybe I could just do it then.

"Thinking?" Chaeyoung asked. I nodded and she flicked my forehead.

"Stay still, Rainbow Dash."

God, I love her.
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part two comin soon huehue 😏