"look at her" jinsol huffs under her breath, staring at something, someone, across the field they were in, the students laying on the grass and taking advantage of the shadows from the trees, "does she always have to be that smiley all the time? it's midterms seasons for fucks sake"
sooyoung lifts her head at her friend's comment turning to look at where jinsol is looking, on a distance in front of them is choi yerim, a well known sophomore around campus, along with her friends kim jiwoo and jeon heejin. the three of them were easily known for, and sooyoung is quoting haseul here, being literal rays of sunshine, so cute.
she chuckles, shaking her head at her friend, "i don't understand how you're still bitter about her, jinsol. the reason you and jungeun broke up was simply because you slept with someone else, i'm pretty sure regardless of whatever choi yerim told her, she would've dumped you"
jinsol grumbles, "i was drunk that one time"
"yeah? and what about the others?" sooyoung doesn't hold the snort she lets out at seeing her friend's face turn red from anger. jinsol was sometimes too easy to tease.
"whatever, you're just saying that because you want to get into her pants"
sooyoung scoffs, you have no idea, "what makes you think that? she's not really my type"
"oh please, she so is your type. cute, innocent, easy to break. too bad jungeun probably told her all the shit you do to girls" there's a smile on jinsol's face, the type that sooyoung really doesn't like, the one she uses when she wants to fuck with her head. but no, she won't let jinsol have this one.
"that sounds more like your type. you know, i'm starting to believe that all of this personal vendetta against yerim it's just your weird way of letting out your sexual attraction towards her"
sooyoung smirks at the almost offended look on the dark haired girl's face, her mission acomplished when jinsol curls one of her hands into a fist, frustration clear on her face.
"that's it, fucker. i'm leaving" she hastily says, standing up from the grass and quickly gathering her things, ignoring a laughing sooyoung still on the ground.
"we have practice tomorrow, don't be late" with a last grumble, sooyoung waves goodbye at her friend's retreating figure, snickering under her breath.
it's almost unconsciously how her eyes find yerim again. she is still talking with her friends, her usual bubbly smile on her face, with the sun shining down on her and her hair falling down in soft waves, sooyoung thinks that haseul is right, she is cute.
and yes, maybe she has a pretty good idea of how cute yerim is, especially when she is on her knees and having her mouth filled with sooyoung.
but that's probably something that haseul doesn't need to know.
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sometimes sooyoung thinks that coach kang is the devil incarnate, making the team practice at 7 am on a saturday it's just one of the collection of proof sooyoung has gathered on the case.
(the rest of the proofs including, but not limited to, how she makes her run 10 laps around the field whenever she caughts sooyoung flexing a bit too much in front of the cheerleaders)
practice doesn't end until past 10, and when coach kang finally tells them they are done for the day the team doesn't waste time to flee the scene, by the time sooyoung is done showering and is gathering her things from the lockers, she is pretty much alone. only two of her teammates - no jinsol in sight, rude bitch - remaining in the dressing rooms.
