SAHYO IMAGINES

PROJECT

the last thing sana needed for this semester is a group activity.

to make matters worse, finals is just around the corner, the theater club is in complete shambles, being one of the principal members of the production team sure is taking up too much of her time and the group activity in particular is a research paper to be done and presented by pair.

to make matters even worse, she is paired up with the darling of the entire campus, her ass of a neighbor, jihyo park, the epitome of mischief herself.

a singerr of some sort, the subject of everyone’s sexual fantasies (be it to be of any gender because of her insanely hot physical attributes), a rumored model for a clothing line, a certified party animal who barely attends her 8 a.m classes and an all-around woman of dynamics who can handle everything – except academics-related affairs.

sana’s prejudice goes beyond jihyo’s repute. the singer herself is sana’s every day nuisance. lucky for her, sana has an extensive wide-range of patience and had managed to sustain composure for a long period of time.

as much as she would actually want to knock on jihyo’s door, the younger girl always appears to be absent – or if not, she would always have guests coming over.

sana did not want to intrude, and to be frank, she’d rather do this activity all by herself.

but she can’t and god, there’s nothing more she loathes for than uncooperative and stubborn associates.

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a week before the deadline, sana had already finished all the written works (which will take up half of their grade, by the way), had done the power point presentation herself and the only thing left to prepare for is the presentation.

the frustration is killing her.

it was a friday night when nayeon finds her in their wooden ‘thinking’ magic chair – as nayeon likes to call it – surrounded with stacks of bond papers and drowning on a book.

like literally, with her face pressed down the brown pages.

“come on, sha. at that point, you’re never going to get anything done,” nayeon says while applying sana’s lipstick. eh, she didn’t have to ask for permission anyways.

sana lifts a finger, her head still bowed down. with a muffled voice she says: “actually, i do have everything done. also, that’s my favorite lipstick. you better pay me the next time i buy it.”

“aish, you’re really a baby. is this how you treat an unnie like me? besides, momo likes this shade,” sana groans in response, almost sounding like a dying whale. “park’s still mia?”

“i really really want to get this done – she’s not in class, i don’t see her home,” at this point, sana’s in the verge of storming jihyo’s dorm. “she’s probably in one of those parties doing god knows what,”

“there, there. don’t worry. maybe some miracle will come knocking on your window sooner or later. it’ll be okay,” nayeon murmurs and gives her a hug from behind, with a pat on her head. “hey, you know what? i’ll be meeting a bunch of people tonight at sooyoung’s. before i come home, i’ll be sure to get her number for you,”

now, that’s comforting.

sana’s face lights up in the slightest. “okay, but how?”

“trust me, i have my ways.”

with that nayeon gives her a wink before bidding her goodbye.

-

sana did trust nayeon’s words.