Young Forever 花樣年華

Chapter Eight: Mama

Everyone was talking about it, it was a big deal. It was discussed everywhere in campus, so much so that even Yoonji heard about it.

«Guys they say that Inseo's been beaten up so bad that his group disowned him as a leader!» someone said.

«Yooo but like that's insane! Who could it have been? Have you seen that guy?? He's scary as fuck!» Another responded.

«I think I heard something about a dance major... Hum Jung... Jung something.» One of them added.

«Isn't that the purple haired bunny girl? I bet Inseo's feeling pretty ashamed... being beat up by a girl, that's lame~» Someone mocked.

Yoonji halted, shocked by the news.

Jungkoo?? Hosun's friend? Why would she do that...? Was she in bad terms with him or something? I mean... That wouldn't be surprising, that guy's a total asshole... But like... Is it because...? No... That's not possible.

She was worried, what if she got hurt or something? She wasn't even her friend, but she felt pretty responsible for it.

«Are you kidding bro? That girl's no joke, she's like taller than almost every guy here, and she looks like the hulk but hot!» One of them continued.

But Yoonji wasn't eavesdropping anymore, as she was decided to visit Jungkoo to check on her. The problem was, she had no idea of where to find her. So she searched everywhere – because, come on, a purple-haired, tall, muscular, all-black outfit woman with white rabbit ears couldn't be so hard to spot in the crowds. But she strangely found it quite challenging in the end, searching each corner of the campus without finding that damn bunny.

Meanwhile, Jungkoo was walking alone, her headphones plugged in to her phone, blasting music into her ears. Her eyes were glued to the screen, as she was contemplating if she should send a text message to Yoonji or not, she wanted to, but didn't even know what to say. She sighed, finally deciding to not do anything. But as she was putting her phone in her pocket, she roughly bumped into something, correction, someone. But thankfully, her basketball experience had learnt her pretty quick reflexes, so she caught the person before the impact could make them fall. They yelped and closed their eyes in anticipation.

It was Yoonji.
And the latter was now circled by jungkoo's strong arms, and pressed against her chest. Yoonji was confused as she had expected to hit the cold ground, but she was feeling something soft and warm all around her, how odd.

She opened her eyes «H-Huh...?»

«O-oh hi unnie, how are ya?» Jungkoo responded shyly, still holding her tight.

«Oh my god, I-I'm so so sorry! I didn't mean to like uh...» The older blushed furiously.

«It's nothing... Really, did you hurt yourself?» The bunny asked softly.

«No... I'm alright... T-thanks...» The shorter one replied.

«Oh... good then!» Jungkoo said, still shy.

Man, this is awkward as hell.

Yoonji grabbed her wrist, taking the matter to her own hands, because the atmosphere was way too weird to have any normal conversation. Jungkoo was a blushing mess, and she was afraid Yoonji could feel her hammering heart through her tight grip on her wrist. The raven-haired leaded them to a quiet bench, shielded from potential indiscreet onlookers. They sat, Yoonji intensely staring at the younger's face. The latter was beet red, trying to avert her gaze at all costs.