(A bad feeling)
Yona slowly came down the stairs, her phone in her hands, staring at some guy's instagram, someone who followed her recently and who was not that good looking, if she might say so herself, she pressed on one of his posts, her curiosity making her click on the comment section, as she read the comments which were mainly random girls fangirling over him, her face scrunched in disgust
"oh hell no feels like I'm opening Doyoung's Instagram comments" she mumbled putting the phone back in her pocket
"oh Miss Yona, nice outfit" pointed out Haechan
"thank you sir Donghyuck, wish I could say the same about yours" she said referring to his Half outfit, as she may call it, since he was only in shorts, nothing on top
"You're just jealous I pull more girls than you do" said Haechan wiggling his eyebrows
"I'm afraid to tell you that you're very wrong" before Haechan could protest Yona heard her name being called.
As she averted her attention to the right, she saw everyone on the table happily having breakfast
"Yona come your pancakes are getting cold" called Renjun
"coming" she excitedly said, stepping quickly down the stairs, as she reached the two last ones, she stepped on her right foot dropping all of her body weight on it, that exact moment she felt her right foot turned into jelly , closing her eyes shut, she was ready for her body to crash into the ground, but Yuta was faster as he stepped in front of her, and caught her just in time
"wow wow wow, you ok?" asked Yuta
the others looked at her ready to help
"yeah I'm fine, my right foot lagged again"she joked
"be more careful jeez" scolded Jungwoo
Kun threw a knowing look at Taeil, who bit his inner cheek, thoughts running wild in his head, he wanted to shrug that idea off his mind, but Jaemin and Kun's expressions just confirmed it.
"The last time we were here together, we made a big mess then we left" said Ryujin as she walked alongside Yona, Hendery, Yang yang and Haechan in the hallways
"I know right" laughed Yona
The five got into their French class, taking their famous seats
"oh my God I love this class" said Ryujin
"why, you a fluent French speaker?" asked Hendery
"not that, a lot of bitches get on my nerves here" she replied
"how does that make you like this class?" Asked Haechan confused
"See that girl over there, she wouldn't hesitate a second to get on her knees, just for Yuta, she even has him as a wallpaper for her phone, of course we do not blame her for that, she can like whoever she wants as much as we care, but she keeps talking shit about me and Yona, isn't that just so much fun?" Asked Ryujin with a playful smile
"Doesn't everyone talk shit about you at this point?" Asked Yang yang
"Oh shut up" groaned Yona
"Bro, who still wears plain green jackets... smugglers?" laughed the girl that Ryujin pointed out earlier
"Yeah here we go" whispered Ryujin to the 3 boys
The boys took notice of who the girl was looking at, finally noticing Yona's jacket, same descriptions, what a coincidence.
Ryujin and Yona let out a laugh at her statement
"I can't" Ryujin kept saying as she dried the tears that I formed in her eyes, the girl glared at them
"you don't seem to share the same opinion Ryujin, especially you Yona, the way you dress is always off trend, so I kinda get it" the girl said rising a brow
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The Girl | NCT mafia au
Fanfiction"All good things came with her, but so did disasters". ••••••••••••••••••••••••••• Yona is a girl with a blurry past, she seems locked in her own world, looking hoplessly average and weak, or at least that's what people get fooled into thinking, but...
