yoonji
"i just wanted to feel put together, is it that bad?" while putting blush on my cheeks, i face ruka, who doesn't seem so pleased with me apparently taking so long to finish touching myself up.
i never asked her to wait for me to finish, i mean- i'm literally about to meet up with ken. however, she insisted on walking me to my ride home.
"hope you don't distract your little boy toy from taking care of the wheel." she adds before letting out a laugh.
since the day we've met, we've been bickering all the damn time. it didn't take too long for me to realize that ruka and i are a much better fit than asa and i.
people seem to think so too, because people have been speculating that we're both lesbians. they said that she was definitely her soft girly sub, while she was my always angry masc lesbian dom.
"as if that was ever my goal. oh and—don't call him a boy toy, he's a really good person." rolling my eyes, i went ahead to put on some lip oil, since these babies have been feeling drier than an hour ago.
what the hell? time flies so quickly, tomorrow's already july 5th. i can't believe i'm turning 20 already.
"what are you laughing about? don't tell me you—"
"OH MY FUCKING GOD??? CAN'T YOU JUST HURRY UP ALREADY?!" she snaps, taking me aback from all of this.
"i'm sorry for taking so long ... you should just go ahead, it's not like i'm forcing you to wait for me." i say as i take my hairbrush.
"didn't you do your hair already?! WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU EVEN PLANNING TO DO?! charm the male profs too?" the way she went low to high to low's actually astonishing me.
it's not that i'm not used to it,i just feel like she can tone it down a bit when she speaks. all of the sudden, i am being reminded by my younger self.
"that's such a fucked up thing to say." i mumble, suddenly feeling hot tears welling up in my eyes.
"i just don't get why you can't just wear baggy pants and comfy shirts around here like most people. news flash, this is not the place to flaunt your appearance around, you know?"
what the actual fuck ... is she right? have i actually been trying too hard for caring about how i look? but i enjoy being the girly girl that i am ... wait, what if i actually don't?
urghahejhsjah, i'm so confused right now.
"can you just go already? you're only making me cry." fuck, i'm having a crisis right now.
"oh god, yoonji- i-i'm sorry." she says, tightly hugging me before softly rubbing my back. i love this feeling so much. i suddenly feel so cared, and so ... nice.
"you were being too much." i confess, causing her to break off the hug, gently fixing my hair. she fondly smiles at me, before letting out a playful laugh.
"tell you what, i'll still wait." that made me smile back, looking back at myself one more time.
"remember what i told you to always keep in that pretty little head of yours?" ruka asks, making me shyly giggle.
"you will always be the one that's there for me, because i deserve to have someone like that in my life." i reply, suddenly triggering the childishness she has in her; the one she's been hiding around most people.
"i love you, okay? don't ever forget that." she reminds. when i'm with ruka, i suddenly feel like i've met my equal.
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eunjin
hyein and i have been staring at sunghoon, possibly the only handsome student in our block. he used to belong in the physics department, but decided he would be better off being here.
he is so right for that??? now hyein and i get to look at him get all engrossed by our shitty course at the nearby table.
"we've got to man-up!" hyein says before she stabs her straw into her juice box.
"oh, hang on-" she lets out, looking at me with some nervousness, probably wondering if i saw that or not. she finally succeeds, but i couldn't help but want to laugh at that.
"anyways, we've got to talk to the guy. who knows? he might actually want friends ... no matter how intimidating he looks." crossing my arms, i let out a hum before nodding.
"hiii, do you mind if we share a table with you?" i ask, before i couldn't help but gulp some of my beloved saliva.
he looked around, possibly noticing how there's a ton of empty spaces left, before going back to look at us with a nod and smile.
WHAT-
"and you made this seem like such a challenge." i teasingly whisper to hyein.
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hyejin
"wait, we're getting a late enrollee?"
"oh my gosh- he's so cute!!!"
"alright, class—you're going to have a new addition in your block. please make him feel as welcome as you possibly can, since he is a very bright student." professor jung says, as i continue to "write notes," because that's all i ever do during this boring-ass class.
"i've got to say, walking around this campus felt like a maze." he says, suddenly causing a huge wave of laughter, like what he said was soooo funny.
tsk, he seems like such an attention seeker already ... i already sense weird vibes from his mere existence.
"anyone seated here already?" he asks me, holding up the seat in front of me. okay no, but i don't want him to sit near me at all.
"actually, yes. someone's been si-" before i could finish, sunoo decided to hit me by my arm, then look at him with hearts. oh hell no, he better not betray me like this :<
"my really really nice friend's just kidding! here, sit and get as comfortable as you'd like." sunoo says, making me look at him in complete shock. this gay traitor.
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"jungwon, you can't just dismiss everyone else's ideas like they don't mean as much as your own."
"maybe if you didn't feel the need to always have the last word, like a big mouth- we could actually have a constructive discussion!"
i felt the classroom fall silent, with all eyes turning towards us. those weird vibes i got earlier from him? accurate as fuck. this guy's such a narcissist.
"excuse me? i was just trying to contribute to the discussion, just like everyone else." i say, taken aback by what the actual fuck he just said to me.
"that's not ... what i was trying to imply." he slowly says, suddenly losing all the confidence he once had.
"guys, we're all here to collaborate. why don't we just find a common ground amongst all of the ideas we've shared?" iroha takes over, causing me to let out a frustrated sigh.
jungwon and i? we kept exchanging occasional glances filled with unresolved conflict throughout the entire thing.
