to die for [jsy + f!reader]

xii : prodigy

author's note:

after a little delay, i present this chapter. it took longer because i needed to make sure everything lined up correctly. i'm taking this story very seriously lol

please enjoy:)

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In just another week, our semester break had come to an end. It was definitely the most eventful semester break I had ever had. Needless to say, everyone was pretty bummed about having to go back to classes. With classes being back, naturally, that also meant our investigation was bound to continue. But this time, things between Soyeon and I were a tad complicated. We weren't dating, but we were more than friends. It was exactly as Minnie had described— a "situation-ship". We went around calling eachother "friends", but Soyeon knew better. Soyeon knew that friends didn't make out when they were alone. Friends didn't touch eachother like she touched me. Friends didn't think about you when they get drunk. I guess the term for it was friends with benefits, but to me, that didn't really summarize it well enough. Soyeon and I would kiss and even make out casually on a pretty regular basis, probably a couple times a week, even just out of boredom. But it never exceeded that line. She and I never actually had sex, which is why friends with benefits sounded like an odd term to use, especially because we knew we both had feelings for each other.

Today was my first day back to classes with a new schedule. With the university being as large as it was, Minnie, Soyeon and I barely had any classes together if any, as usual, but I was excited to be taking another new class that I had never considered taking before— criminal justice. I was in the class for fun, but Soyeon said that it could definitely be beneficial for me to take, and understandably so. The classroom was filled to the brim with students I had never seen or met, which had made me slightly nervous, but I was quick to get over it. I found a seat in the large lecture hall, one that wasn't already next to where someone else was sitting so I could avoid talking to new people for now. My efforts were all in vane, though, as I heard an unfamiliar voice call out for me.

"No way, [Y/N]! What's up!" It hollered. I peered down the row of the hall to see a possibly vaguely familiar looking honey-haired woman, with a gruff yet cheerful voice. She approached me without hesitation, quickly taking a seat next to me. I sighed, disappointed that my peace had been interrupted.

"Oh, um..." I muttered. "Sorry, do I... know you?" I questioned, to which the girl's eyes widened in disbelief.

"I'm Yuqi? We had some shots together at the Ateez concert. You must really hate me, huh?" She joked. I gasped, realizing what I had said came off as rude as it did, and quickly rushed to clear it up.

"Oh, you have the wrong idea," I began. "I blacked out that night. I completely forgot about you. No offense. Please forgive me." 

"I figured, honestly. Sorry for buying us so many drinks." She chuckled. "Though, I'll say, I never would've suspected to run into you here. Maybe it's fate?" Yuqi proposed.

"Yeah, maybe."

"So you're also a criminal justice major?"

"No, no, I'm just taking this class for fun. I, uh, I'm actually a music major." I nervously explained.

"Music, eh? Artsy. You wanna make music? I want to be a private investigator when I get out of here. I've always had a knack for solving mysteries. Used to go through public homicide records and solve them for fun as a kid." She shared. "I actually solved every single one I was handed, including a case that was several years old and had the whole homicide unit stumped." She boasted with a confident scoff.

"Does it not bother you? You know, working with dead people?" I hesitated.

"Baby, you can't be squeamish and be a private investigator who works in homicide." She mocked playfully. "Private investigators who work in homicide are already extremely rare, so I've got to be the best I can be. I've seen it all already. I worked on an incapacitation case when I was fifteen." She continued.