PARK SODA ⋄ [VIRAL HIT X READER X LOOKISM]

~ᴡᴇʙ ᴘᴀɢᴇ: 25

ᴛᴇᴀᴄʜ ᴍᴇ ᴛᴏ ꜰɪɢʜᴛ

ʏᴏɴᴀᴋᴀ

ᴠɪʀᴀʟ ʜɪᴛ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ- 61 ; 62 ; 63

ʟᴏᴏᴋɪꜱᴍ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ- 81 ; 82

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The school week finally ended, which was a relief after Daniel having accidentally getting drunk and then going to school, still drunk only a couple of days ago. And Crystal still being at school, too. Pulling her jacket tighter around her, (Y/N) squeezed her eyes shut as soon as she stood outside the school gates. The wind nipped persistently at her hair. 

Her phone rang and with a grumpy facial expression she answered. "Hello?"
"(Y/N)!!" A voice shrieked from the other side. 
"What do you want, Hobin?" 
"Check your phone! Taehoon's picking a fight!" With an exhausted sigh, she responded.
"So? He'll be fine." She quickly swapped her phone to the other hand, glaring into space.
"But... It's with Yeonwoo!"

Opening her NewTube, she checked on V-Hit. As Hobin had said, she could see Taehoon in his signature red jacket, facing a serious faced Yeonwoo, still in his school uniform. School had just finished, dude. Couldn't this wait. "I'll be there." She responded and  not waiting for Hobin to answer, she hung up.

Luckily, Yeonwoo's school wasn't too far and she got there at lightning speed. Picking a fight against the XJ Company so soon? "(Y/N)! Stop him before people hate us!" Hobin said, practically biting his shirt off. Turning her gaze towards them, she made her way over there. But hearing what Taehoon said, her limbs froze in the cold winter breeze. 

"Lee Dowoon." Taehoon stared at Yeonwoo intensely, anger burning in his eyes. "I said, let's fight." She stopped walking and stood there, just watching. She knew exactly how Taehoon felt right now. 
"Uh...(Y/N)-"
"I'm not gonna stop him." She said as she folded her arms stubbornly, casting a pointed gaze towards Hobin. "Besides, Yeon isn't some defenseless nerd."

Taehoon raised his hand to grab his shirt collar, but Yeonwoo slapped it away. "Alright." He asked, dropping his bag, "You want me to fight?

"Stop it, Taehoon!" Hobin yelled, "Nothing's going to come of this!"
(Y/N) grabbed him from the back of his collar, easily pulling him backwards. "I'm not going to stop him, so I won't allow you to either." 

Taehoon kicked him, but he blocked it. This made (Y/N) grin. "Aren't you going to get angry?"
"Not at all." He blocked once again as a kick barreled towards his chest. The same routine was repeated, kicking and blocking. 

"Lee Dowoon." Taehoon spoke, striking Yeon in the face with his knee. "What are doing? Thinking about classes? Fight me properly." Memories swirled around in her mind, flashes of Taehoon and Dowoon training in their taekwondo boks until they couldn't move anymore.