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"Chaeyoung, can we talk?" Mina called out, catching Chaeyoung as she retrieved something from her locker.

"Uh… I'm busy right now, Unnie," Chaeyoung replied, a forced smile on her face.  She quickly gathered her things, turning her back on Mina.

"Son Chaeyoung," Mina said, her voice sharp and firm.  Chaeyoung froze.  Mina's tone brooked no argument.

(Author's Note: RIP Chaeyoung 💀)

Chaeyoung slowly turned, a nervous laugh escaping her lips.  "Ah… Hahaha, yes?"

"Let's talk, now," Mina stated, heading towards the rooftop.

Chaeyoung bit her lip, following Mina's determined stride.

The rooftop door closed behind them, and Mina turned, her gaze unwavering.  "Why did you ditch me that night?"

"Ditch?" Chaeyoung asked, confused.

"Yeah, you ditched me, and now your sister is courting me," Mina said, her voice tight with barely suppressed frustration.

Chaeyoung offered a bitter smile.  "I know. She asked me to bring you. I'm sor—"

"You know what? Forget it. You just don't get it, do you?" Mina huffed, her patience wearing thin.

Chaeyoung rubbed her temple, utterly bewildered.  Mina silently acknowledged Chaeyoung's adorable confusion.

Mina sighed.  "Come home tonight."

"Bu—" Chaeyoung began, but Mina cut her off.

"No buts. Come home tonight," Mina insisted, her gaze softening slightly.

Chaeyoung nodded, fidgeting with her fingers, her feet swinging back and forth.  Why am I getting scolded? she wondered.

A small smile played on Mina's lips before she turned and left, leaving Chaeyoung to puzzle over the conversation.

The fashion department's rehearsal for the upcoming fashion show filled a large hall with the energy of preparation.  Tzuyu, however, remained distant from Sana, their interactions strained.  Sana, while trying to ignore Tzuyu, felt the weight of Tzuyu's persistent, furtive glances.

"Okay, that's all for today, guys," the class president announced, clapping her hands to signal the end of practice.

The hall emptied, leaving only a few stragglers behind.  Tzuyu was in the locker room, gathering her things, when Sana entered.

"Hey…" Sana began.

"No," Tzuyu said flatly, shutting her locker and turning to leave.  Sana blocked her path.

"Okay, not even a thank you for bringing you home that night?" Sana asked, her voice laced with a hint of playful accusation.

Confusion clouded Tzuyu's face.  She was sure Chaeyoung had been the one to get her home.

"What are you talking about?" Tzuyu asked.

"Oh my, you forgot?" Sana feigned hurt, her pout exaggerated.  Tzuyu considered it.  Maybe Sana had taken her home.

"Fine, thank you, Unnie," Tzuyu conceded.

"Mean… you calling me 'Unnie'," Sana teased.

"I'm being polite, UNNIE," Tzuyu retorted, mimicking Sana's tone.

"Fine, then how about I treat you to dinner for being polite?" Sana offered, a mischievous glint in her eyes.

Tzuyu stared, considering the offer.

Tzuyu's POV

I found myself in a diner, dragged there by Sana against my better judgment.  I couldn't quite explain why I’d agreed to this.

"Eat, Sana Unnie. You won't get full by looking at me," I sighed, my frustration simmering.  Why am I even here? I should be avoiding her.

"Hmm, sorry. Can't help it. You're more delicious than all the food here," Sana said, her voice playful, yet her words sent a shiver down my spine.

I gulped down my water, trying to ignore the unsettling comment.  This woman…

Sana laughed, her amusement ringing in the quiet diner.

"I'm done. I'm going home now. Thanks for the food," I said, standing up.

"Sit down, Chou Tzuyu," Sana said, her voice suddenly cold, hard.  The playful mask had dropped, revealing a steely determination.

(R.I.P. Chou Tzuyu 💀)

A chill ran down my spine.  Whoa… That… was… kind of scary.

"Yes, Ma'am," I mumbled, my voice barely a whisper.  Why am I obeying like a dog now?

A dessert arrived moments later, a peace offering, perhaps.  I ate it silently, the unsettling encounter leaving a bitter taste in my mouth.  Leaving the diner, I felt utterly defeated, knowing sleep would be a distant dream that night.