『 𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐓𝐄𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐕𝐄 』 lookism x fem!reader

𝗖𝗛𝗔𝗣𝗧𝗘𝗥 𝟴

"Daniel and (Y/n) are straight up poor!!"

Exclaimed the fashion department's snobby rich kids, pushing up their glasses with a smirk. The 'newly accepted member' of the snobby rich kids, Namsoo Lee, turned to face the commotion that came with the twins' presence, eyeing them down. 

Their bags were old and ratty, and they wore the same Converse everyday. 

They did in fact seem poor. 

Nobody seemed to have noticed because of their looks, but it quickly became obvious to the boy as he watched them closer. 

"Daniel and (Y/n) Park... Are unfashionable!" 

'What do you mean unfashionable? We're wearing uniforms you dumb fucks!!'  (Y/n) complained in her head, annoyed as she listened in on their conversations. It wasn't exactly hard to hear them, they were practically yelling at this point, so it technically wasn't eavesdropping by her logic. 

She so desperately wanted to tell them off right then and there, but she couldn't possibly tarnish her okay-so-far reputation. Good looks could only take her so far. 

The group's realization quickly spread to the rest of the class, becoming the new hot topic. 

"Hey did you hear? Apparently the Park twins are poor!" 

"Is that really true?" 

"Seems like it..." 

"They seemed like royalty but.." 

And the rumors continued on. (Y/n) tried her best to ignore them. Even though they were true, did it really matter whether or not they had money? 

Yes, it did. 

She sighed, resting her head in her hands, her face clearly displayed how annoyed and pissed off she was. 

She felt a hand on her shoulder and looked over to see Jay frowning, he was seemingly upset. Anybody would be if they heard a big group of people insulting their one and only friend.

"..." 

"Thank you Jay.. I appreciate it." 

A soft smile spread across her lips, her hand subconsciously moving to cover his on her shoulder. The boy felt his face heat up, a light pink covered his nose and cheeks. For the first time ever, he was blushing. 

Did he..? 

No, he couldn't. He was just happy that he seemed to have made her feel better... Yeah, that's what it was.. 

"(Y/n)! What's wrong?!" yelled one of her insignificant classmates, stepping between her and Jay. His yelling drew a swarm of fanboys and fangirls to her desk. 

"Who made (Y/n) upset?! Show yourself!!" one of them shouted as the group formed a circle around your desk, a human meat shield of sorts with the intent of possibly protecting her..? Though, she wasn't sure from what. It was either meant to be a defensive wall or a ritual. 

Neither options were preferable. 

The crowd around her moved perfectly in sync, they were probably better organized than the military itself.