𝙘𝙖𝙥𝙩𝙖𝙞𝙣 // 𝙡.𝙢𝙝 𝙭 𝙝.𝙟𝙨 ִ ࣪𖤐

nine ִ ࣪𖤐

- 3rd person pov -

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hyunjin hesitantly lets go of jisung's hand having arrived at his class.

scratching the nape of his neck, hyunjin felt a little guilty touching jisung with his hand after his little deed.

whatever, it's not like he has to know?

jisung didn't notice hyunjin's weird behavior, instead giving him a small smile. "thanks, hyung. see you later!"

hyunjin just gave him small nod in return, not trusting his own words.

before jisung disappeared from hyunjin's sight, younghee ran past, bumping shoulders with jisung.

"hey, watch it!" she glared at him and flipped her hair in his face, making him wince.

i wonder why he never says anything. doesn't he know that almost everyone in school would fight younghee for him?

sending a tiny glare toward younghee, hyunjin shook his head, stuffing his hands in his pockets. younghee caught up to him and slowed down to match his stride, glancing up at him.

"don't you have to get to class, younghee?" hyunjin said drily, not sparing a look at the blonde.

younghee pouted. "why? don't you want me to stay?" she walked in front of hyunjin, facing him. he tried to speedwalk around her, but to no avail. he just looked away, avoiding her gaze. "why won't you look at me, jin-jin-oppa?"

hyunjin's face twisted in disgust. "don't call me that," he stated.

"why, jinnie-oppa?" she fluttered her lashes.

the redhead scrunched his nose. why does that name sound so bad in her mouth? "don't call me that, either."

"why?" younghee whined, "how come jidumb can call you that then?"

because i like it when he does it. "that's not his name, and you know it." he rolled his eyee, beginning to become ticked off.

the blonde girl crossed her arms. "whatever. oppa, you know," she quickly changed her expression, twirling her hair. "you can call me hee-ah instead, it's a special name for people close to me." she looked at him expectantly, fluttering her lashes.

"no thanks." hyunjin entered his class, leaving younghee behind in the hallway. she frowned, turning back the way she came as she hurried back to her own classroom before the lesson started.

sparing a last glance at hyunjin before he disappeared into his class, younghee grimaced. why won't he just give in?

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jisung gnaws on his bottom lip, feeling an intense stare burn into the side of his head. he knew who it was, but he wanted to turn around to make sure.

he turned ever so slightly, meeting the eyes of none other than jeon younghee. (betchu thought it was minho 😜)

she glares pointedly at him, making him turn back around. why is she staring at me?

twiddling his thumbs, jisung begins to feel self-conscious. is something wrong with how i look?

younghee was resting her face in her hand, staring holes into the back of jisung's head. she boredly sighed and blew a strand of hair away from her face. what does jin-jin-oppa even see in him? why does he treat this boy so nice?