Outsider | Na Jaemin ✓

𝟷𝟺 | 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘮𝘺 𝘧𝘢𝘶𝘭𝘵...

"I'm guessing it didn't go well." The distinct eye bags under Haeyoon's eyes made her look like a panda, a very cute one though the sight is very heartbreaking to those who care for her.

Haeyoon couldn't find the words to assure her friend that she was going to be fine, because truthfully, she doesn't know. She doesn't know if she can hold her tears any longer but yet she did because even though she hated being the centre of attention, she didn't want to look pathetic in front of the whole cafeteria.

"How's the duet going with lover boy at least?" Yebin bumps her shoulder playfully to the girl, Soobin's ear perking up at the nickname.

"Who?" Soobin curiously asks.

"Jaemin, duh. Who else?" Donghyuck sassily responds back, internally rolling his eyes at the stupid question.

Haeyoon's raised eyebrows says it all, "What's with the nickname? Jaemin's not a 'lover boy.'"

"Mhm sure. We'll see soon." Yebin points at the boy across the hallway, taking his books from his locker, resting the pile on his veiny arms. His hair matted down with water, covering his eyes. He had that messy but attractive look, but then again, it's Na Jaemin; he looks good anytime.

"I see the way you look at him, Choi Haeyoon." Jeno sung the little sentence with a whisper to her ear.

"Haeyoon!" Donghyuck dramatically gasps, "You like Na Jaemin?" Some heads turn towards them, Donghyuck not really realising that he has made a little commotion.

"Shut it, will you? You said that too loud." Renjun slaps the back of Donghyuck's head, the two having a staring competition after Donghyuck lifts his head.

Haeyoon went between the two boys, stopping another possible fight from starting. Renjun is being held by Jeno as he keeps screaming 'Don't stop me' with his fist up ready to fight the boy that Yebin is currently holding in her arms.

Across the hallway, Jaemin looks at the little group curious at the mention of his name. He managed to gain Haeyoon's attention for a small time, sending her a raised eyebrow and mouthing a 'what' to which she mouths back a 'nothing' though the little suspicious smile that was made to her pink lips made it hard for him to believe. He contemplated going to the group but decided not to as he saw the two boys ready to pounce on each other with all their might, "I'll just ask her in dance." Jaemin talks to himself, closing the small metal door and leaving when he hears the click of the lock.