seol yoona was someone out of your league. she had always been even in childhood. yoona was that perfect child everyone was proud about, she was talented. she was smart. and last of all, she was beautiful. you could only watch in pain as you see her back in the distance, slowly walking far away from you.
she had always been your best friend, though, you didn't quite think of her that way. it was the mixed signals that kept you hoping, really. sometimes, she flirts with you.
sometimes, she treats you like just a normal friend. sometimes, she acts like the two of you were dating. and sometimes, she blabbers about her crush. it was confusing to say the least.
❝y/n? you're gonna stay here again? and why are you soaking wet? did you stay in the rain?❞
oh haewon was almost surprised that you appeared in front of their dorm for the nth time that month. you weakly smiled and gripped your backpack, looking down on your shoes for her to not see just how puffy your eyes was.
haewon sighed and let you in without another question, guiding you towards her room for you to change. ❝haewon, who was the person in the door?❞
lily morrow emerged from the kitchen, but stopped when she saw your oh so miserable figure. ❝y/n? are you okay?❞ kim jiwoo perked up at the mention of your name and lowered her phone down, turning around and peeking from the couch. ❝n/n! did something happened?❞
❝ah, it's nothing. i just didn't have the energy to go back on my own dorm.❞
it wasn't believable, and you knew that when jiwoo and lily eyed your soaked backpack and clothes in suspicion. ❝it's about her, isn't it?❞ bae jinsol suddenly spoke up, looking straight at your figure and immediately noticed the flinch you had unconsciously done.
❝her?❞ haewon asked, intrigued as she now guided you to sit in the couch and went to her room to get you some clothes.
❝who else? it's probably that seol yoona.❞
jang kyujin passed by and answered for the silently fuming jinsol, going to sit beside jiwoo. you shrank down on the comfort of their couch after tossing your bag towards the floor without a care.
❝it's not her.❞ you defended, voice slightly husky and deeper than usual. you heard a scoff from the bae. ❝yeah, right. as if we don't know just how in love you are with yoona who is love with yunjin.❞
❝jinsol!❞
❝bae jinsol, out of the line.❞
you let yourself succumb to the softness of the couch, suddenly feeling cold. ❝it's fine.. she's right, i shouldn't have been a fucking idiot and fall in love with someone who was out of my league.❞ your voice was getting huskier and raspier, standing up and stumbled to get your bag off the floor.
haewon narrowed her eyes after emerging back and placed a hand on your forehead, only to hiss and pull it away. ❝shit, y/n has a fever.❞ she told her friends and forcefully guided you back to the couch, making you lie down on it.
❝hey, just how long did you stay on the rain this time.❞ jinsol questioned, frowning when she saw how puffy your eyes were.
❝...4 hours.❞
❝and at night too? you idiot, why didn't you call me!❞
