TEENAGE DIRTBAG, aouad

three

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Ha-ri embraced Tai-su tightly, wrapping her arms around her waist as the Yang girl rested her arms around her neck. They were having a sweet moment whilst Chae-won was having an internal crisis as Mi-jin tried getting Joon-seong to let her get on his shoulders, "I can't lift you too high." He pointed at Chae-won. "Ask her, she's tall."

They made eye contact. Min-jae glanced around, busying himself from the awkward moment by stashing Ha-lim's body in one of the stalls. Chae-won scratched the back of her neck as Mi-jin sighed, "Fine. Chae, get over here."

The Seo reluctantly crouched down, letting Mi-jin drape her legs over her shoulders and sit down. The Park leaned down to whisper in her ear, a teasing smile on her face, "Can you handle it?"

Chae-won bit back the snarky response that clawed at her throat, clenching her jaw as she gave her no response. She straightened up easily, Mi-jin on her shoulders. Min-jae did the same with Ha-ri after she pulled away from Tai-su. They peered out of the window, "Do you see anything?"

"Shit. There are so many zombies," Mi-jin said, looking out.

"Put me down," Ha-ri tapped Min-jae's shoulder, and the boy slowly let her down, groaning in discomfort. "Are you okay?" She asked the boy, who leaned his back against the wall. "That hurts. But I'm fine."

"Let me down. Slowly." Mi-jin said softly and less harsh, not that Chae-won bothered to notice. Tai-su's face softened at the change. She watched the Seo girl crouch again, letting Mi-jin climb off of her. Chae-won rubbed her neck and walked over to Tai-su, standing beside her.

"What do we do?" Joon-seong said.

"First," Mi-jin began. "Do any of you have cigarettes?"

Tai-su grabbed Chae-won by the collar as the girl made to exit the bathroom, yanking her back inside. "I don't smoke," Ha-ri said, her cold persona making a return. 

"Damn, you totally look like a smoker," Mi-jin said in response. She nudged Min-jae. "Hey, you."

"I don't smoke."

"Don't mess with me."

"I don't."

"Is that how you talk to a senior? Want to die?"

"Yes," Chae-won said with an eye roll, crossing her arms as Tai-su moved her to her right, away from the door.

"Whatever. Look who's talking," Min-jae straightened up, towering over the girl.

"Hey. Who taught you to talk like that to a senior?" Ha-ri questioned him.

Min-jae made brief eye contact with Tai-su and Chae-won, seniors themselves. They didn't really hold rank over the younger grades, unless they didn't like them. They usually told the younger grades to just call them by their names instead of the usual 'sister' or 'brother'. As soon as he did though, the girls both looked up at the ceiling and out into the hall.

The boy fixed his hair before bowing apologetically, "Sorry."

"Hey," Mi-jin said. "I'm the one you should apologize to. Athletes are all douchebags. Fuck."

"That's your type, no?" Chae-won said from beside Tai-su, the Park girl's head flicking towards her. The Seo girl smirked, tilting her head before raising her eyebrows.

"Watch your mouth," Tai-su snapped at Mi-jin, not liking the way she was speaking to her ... to Ha-ri.

"Watch your body," Mi-jin said, glancing at the Yang girl's figure. She had considered flirting with Chae-won's friends to get back at her and possibly make her jealous, and she would have done it if it was someone else she was getting back at. Seo Chae-won was different to her, an enigma, and Mi-jin wanted to have her to figure her out and more.