𝗚𝗢𝗔𝗟 𖥻! seonghwa

( 4 ) hell no!

IT SEEMED LIKE seonghwa was seeing chaerim everywhere since they'd met. he couldn't get rid of her, like his own personal devil to sit on his shoulder.

even if they weren't in the same grade, seonghwa saw her everyday in the halls as their schedules worked out that way. also, her usual table was near seonghwa's at lunch for some godforsaken reason.

one particular day, hwa and chaerim entered the cafeteria at the same time. they didn't want to acknowledge each other's presence, until chaerim slyly cut in front of seonghwa in the lunch line.

he pat her shoulder not-so-gently, "i don't think you were in front of me."

"oh?" was all she said, not bothering to look up from her phone. chaerim wasn't going anywhere, so seonghwa stepped in front of her this time.

chaerim got in front of him again, and it repeated like a childish game until they reached the first lunch lady.

seonghwa tried to pull chaerim out of his way by her arms, but she fought back well. frantically, chaerim said, "i'll have menu b, please! with extra rice!!"

"same here!" seonghwa added, and the lunch lady gave them an annoyed look before preparing their food.

finally, the first tray of food was ready. they both pounced on it like preying lions. chaerim tugged one way, seonghwa the other, and thus another tug of war ensued.

"ladies first," chaerim told him, "a.k.a., let go!"

he pulled hard, "i was here first."

"i ordered first. stop being annoying!"

"no you—!"

only god knows what the two teens were expecting to happen, but they both gasped when the tray flew a foot in the air after they both gave huge pulls.

"shit!"

the tray slammed to the ground like a mini atomic bomb, splattering food all over both of them. their jaws were unhinged. meanwhile, that poor lunch lady sighed and went outside to take a smoke break, wondering if these two obnoxious teens were her sign to quit her job.

seonghwa was still and silent, wiping off rice from his shirt, and chaerim took this opportunity to grab the second tray and rush to her table, still coated in a gross mixture of foods.

"hey, chaerim!" he shouted as he ran after her. she had already taken her seat with her friends when he came up and slammed his hand on the table.

"give me that."

"no."

"chaerim! this is all your fault! at least let me have some of it so i don't have to wait in that huge line again." seonghwa said with a frustrated tone.

rolling her eyes, chaerim moved her backpack from the seat beside her to the floor, implying that he could sit. her friends shot seonghwa confused and awe-struck looks, and not only because he had kimchi in his hair.

so, seonghwa and chaerim began eating ravenously from the same platter. she would nudge him every few seconds for taking too much food.

"a-are you two friends now?" yeeun, one of chaerim's friends asked.

"hell no!" they both snapped their heads at the girl as if she had cursed them out or something.

"sorry! just asking since you two are getting along right now..."

she glanced at their other friend gaeul, and they both at confused, maybe scared expressions.

"we are not getting along," chaerim protested with a full mouth of rice, "this is just a compromise."

and seonghwa nodded, "nothing more!"

"okay! okay! i got it, jeez. but uh, both of you... you have corn in your hair." yeeun said, pushing the napkin dispenser towards the two of them.

𖥻

it was a wednesday, yeosang, wooyoung, and san walked with chaerim to go home for the day. one more practice until their first game saturday.

"alright, see you tomorrow night!" waved wooyoung before going a different direction towards his own house.

"wait, for what?" chaerim asked.

"for the team get together. duh." said yeosang, "seonghwa invited you right?"

"that little jerk! no!" said chaerim grumpily. his loathing for her was getting out of hand. seriously? excluding her from the team events of the team that she was a part of?!?

"for reals? well, the team is basically hanging out at seonghwa's place after practice for like team bonding type thing. it'll be fun. you have to come with us!" explained san, who clutched the straps of his backpack cutely.

"i'll definitely come, but i can't believe seonghwa didn't invite me in the first place! he's such a prick!" chaerim huffed, kicking a nearby rock on the sidewalk, "i'm on the team whether he likes it or not."

"yeah, that's super weird. if seonghwa gives you any trouble, we got your back!" yeosang exclaimed proudly, and chaerim giggled, nodding.

"i guess i'll see you guys there, then. and if i punch seonghwa in the face, just pretend like you saw nothing," said chae.