Insanity ♧ L. Cheong-San x OC (All Of Us Are Dead)

[05] mad world

"You're going to burn a hole through him, you know."

On-Jo blinks in surprise, turning to face me. "What?"

I poke the vegetables with my chopsticks. "Stop staring so intensely, he's bound to notice." I look up to meet her gaze. "Actually, that's not a bad idea."

"Who?" I-Sak pipes in, shoving a piece of meat in her mouth. She turns to On-Jo who is sitting beside her, then follows her gaze towards Cheong-San's table. "Ah, you're staring at Cheong-San, aren't you?"

I choke on my food, and On-Jo looks at I-Sak, flabbergasted.

"I wasn't staring at Cheong-San." On-Jo says, raising her voice.

"Why do you sound so scandalized? Aren't you two dating?"

The question is innocent enough, but it makes my stomach churn uncomfortably.

On-Jo smiles at me apologetically. "No, we aren't dating."

"Yeah, right." I-Sak rolls her eyes. "You slept with him, didn't you?"

I clear my throat, shifting uncomfortably in my seat.

On-Jo kicks I-Sak from under the table. "That's disgusting!" Then, she sighs. "Actually... you can't tell anyone, okay?"

"Tell them what?"

On-Jo stalls.

"Yah, just spit it out already. I-Sak's bound to find out sooner or later." I motion for On-Jo to continue.

"What aren't you guys telling me?" I-Sak narrows her eyes.

"I gave my name tag to Lee Su-Hyeok."

"WHAT?!" I-Sak exclaims, slamming her hands on the table as she stands up in surprise.

I cover my face with my hair in embarrassment. "Tone down your voice, please."

"Ah, sorry." I-Sak smiles sheepishly and sits down.

I can still feel the gaze of a few people, but I shrug it off.

"Oh my God that's so bold of you! What did he say after?" I-Sak asks.

"Nothing. We were interrupted."

"So you don't know if he likes you back?"

On-Jo shakes her head sadly.

I-Sak taps her chin, deep in thought. "I know! Why don't you ask Cheong-San for help? They're close, aren't they? Maybe he can ask Su-Hyeok what his ideal type is, or what he thinks of you?"

I lift a piece of broccoli using my chopsticks and shove it inside my mouth. "That won't do, unless you want Cheong-San to find out you like Bare-Su."

"Na-Ri, manners, please." I-Sak says as she hands me a table napkin.

"Na-Ri's right. I don't want Cheong-San to find out. He'll never stop teasing me."

I nod my head in agreement.

"Ah! Maybe Na-Ri can ask Cheong-San." I-Sak turns to me excitedly.

"Or," I begin, wiping my mouth with the table napkin. "I can ask Bare-Su directly." A look of realization flashes on their features. "I think you guys are forgetting me and that dumb dumb are close."

"That's right! I always forget."

"Will you do that for me, Na-Ri?"

"Sure!" I beam, standing up and collecting my tray. "I'll ask him on my way out."

"Where are you going?" On-Jo asks.

"The gym, coach wants to speak to me." I scratch the side of my face nervously. "Hopefully I won't get kicked off the team."