PARK SODA ⋄ [VIRAL HIT X READER X LOOKISM]

~ᴡᴇʙ ᴘᴀɢᴇ: 33

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ʟᴏᴏᴋɪꜱᴍ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ-  167; 168-170- 177

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It was 86 days until Lee Jinho's cruise ship of drugs arrived in Korean waters. (Y/N) at sat her desk, not really focusing as she stared at her phone. She had never liked the waiting game. "Hey, (Y/N)." The girl glanced up seeing Mira leaning over her desk. She looked unsure about something. 

"Hey, M." She grinned, placing her phone down. "What's up?"
"What happened to your face?" She asked, eyes filled with worry. (Y/N)'s hand flew up to the smaller bandage on the side. '...right.'

"Tripped." She said shortly, turning her phone back on, not meeting Mira's eyes. 

"You sure its not some abusive boyfriend or something?" Zack asked obnoxiously, appearing over Mira's shoulder.
"What the hell? Of course not." (Y/N) jumped to defend herself, glancing up at him with a bored look, "I'm not even dating anyone." 

Those words didn't seem to remedy Mira's worries, or even Zack's well hidden concern. Although it was clear to both of them that (Y/N) could take care of himself. All of a sudden, the door to their classroom was flung open, eyes gluing to the boys entering. "Hey!! Found you, asshole! Midget scammer piece of shit!!" He was pointing at... Jiho? "Did you think I couldn't find you?" 

The poor boy was propped up against the wall, the other pushing his neck against the wall like a pin. "I guess... Jiho scammed someone." Wasn't Jiho usually the one getting scammed? (Y/N) didn't like the mistreatment of Jiho, but was it really unjustified? If he really did scam them, he was stealing. There were plenty of people who'd take a hand for that kind of offense.

"Excuse me..." Daniel said, placing his hand on the guy's shoulder. He jumped, turning to look at the taller boy, who could be intimidating at times. "What's going on here?" Of course, the reaction to this consisted to girls swooning over his kindness and bravery. 

"Hey!!" Jiho's shaky voice temporarily defused the situation. "I know what you're talking about, so follow me." He tried to move his hand in a cool manner, "I'll explain it to you." With that, Jiho and the other boys left the classroom. 

"...hm." (Y/N) hummed, feeling suspicion gnawing at her gut. 

The PC-Cafe was dark, considering that there was nothing but computers lining the walls and desks. "So...what now?" Zack had explained that Jiho had given his bank account to his new 'friend', who had then proceeded to sell it to someone else who was using it to run scams.