『 𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐓𝐄𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐕𝐄 』 lookism x fem!reader (REWRITING)

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!!' you complained in your head, annoyed as you listened in on their conversations. It wasn't exactly hard to hear them, they were practically yelling at this point. 

You desperately wanted to tell them off right then and there, but you couldn't possibly tarnish your okay-so-far reputation. Your good looks could only take you 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. You tried your best to ignore them. Even though they were true, did it really matter whether or not you had money? 

Yes, it did. 

You sighed, resting your head in your hands, your face clearly showing how annoyed and pissed off you were. 

A hand touched your shoulder and you looked over to see Jay frowning, he was upset. Anybody would be if they heard a big group of people insulting their one and only friend.

"..." 

"Thank you Jay.. I appreciate it." 

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 you feel better... Yeah, that's what it was.. 

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

"Who made (Y/n) upset?! Show yourself!!" one of them yelled as the group created a circle around your desk, possibly protecting you..? It was either meant to be a defensive wall or a ritual. 

Both would've been pretty bad. 

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

But who the hell are these people? Why are they so infatuated with you? 

"We, the official (Y/n) Fan Club and Protection Squad, will find who has angered her and bring them to justice!!" they yelled.