your text ; jang wonyoung

09 stare.

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it was finally monday, they had to go to class.

jikyung was sitting down, laying her head down the desk.

a girl walked in, making her immediately panic and hide her face.

yeah, after that thing jungwon mentioned she couldn't even face wonyoung anymore.

"oh?jikyung." wonyoung smiles at the girl.

she peeks at the girl, who was pretending to be asleep.wonyoung knew.

the female chuckles, gently patting jikyung's hair.

her ears were turning red and she was blushing too much.her hands turned into a fist, fighting for her life.

"stop fake sleeping, i'm here." wonyoung says.

jikyung still closes her eyes, ignoring the girl's presence.

"are you mad about gyemi?" jikyung's fingers slowly lifted up and wasn't the fist one she had before.

"no." she replies softly, looking away.

"i'll sit here, okay?"

"jungwon sits there." she says coldly.

wonyoung had enough, her soft smile turned into a frown and she immediately turned into the salty girl she was like before.

jikyung noticed the girl's sudden action, chuckling.

"fine, sit." jikyung says.

wonyoung's frown immediately turned into a wide grin, excitingly sitting beside the girl.

jikyung got her notes and started to write whatever's written at the board.

minutes passed, jikyung slowly stopped writing.making wonyoung confused.

"is there something on my face?it's getting kinda uncomfortable." jikyung says awkwardly.

wonyoung noticed her sudden actions, clearing her throat as she flipped her book.

"it's page 32.."

wonyoung fake coughed.

"i-i know.i'm not dumb."

jikyung giggles, ruffling the girl's hair and continues to what she was doing.