Y U N J I N
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"Hey Yunjin."
Ahyeon greets me as I sigh and close my locker, nervously playing with the straps of my bag because Ahyeon's clinginess is starting to annoy me.
It's like she makes it a point to spend time with me every. single. second. of. the. day.
She's sweet—but a person can go too overboard when it gets this sweet, and that's Ahyeon.
"Hello, Ahyeon," I mumble, tilting my head to the side as she grins and fixes her high ponytail.
We just stay quiet, and I don't want to be rude or anything, but I'm about to ask her if I can go and be by myself.
Remember when I complained about always being alone?
Well, I take it back. I want some me-time, and I can't have it when Ahyeon is trying to accompany me everywhere, even in the bathrooms.
It's crazy.
She giggles, and I try not to roll my eyes as I offer her a kind smile.
"So, what are you up to today?" she asks me shyly.
I lick my lips and shrug my shoulders.
"I'm not sure, school just started," I answer her bluntly, praying to the heavens that Eunchae would appear and save me from this awkward moment.
Well, awkward for me.
"Well, duh," she replies, giggling some more with a playful eye roll. "But I was wondering what you're up to after school."
She corrects herself, clasping her hands together in a semi-cheerleader way as I scrunch my nose up, thinking.
"I'm going home to start on my applications for college," I tell her, swiveling on my toes when I hear Eunchae calling out for me at the end of the hallway.
I flash her one last smile and wave goodbye, hurrying to Eunchae's side.
"Whoa, no running in the halls, Clumsy," she jokes, making me swat her on the arm as she chuckles and leads the way, making me catch up a few steps.
I blow the hair falling onto my forehead away and sigh.
"I'm not clumsy," I tell her, quirking my eyebrow as she laughs some more.
Frowning, I repeat myself.
"I am not clumsy."
She nods and licks her lips.
"Keep telling yourself that, Yunjin," she chortles, and I'm about to reply, my mouth slightly open, when a cold syrup hits me straight in the face, a few chunks of ice entering my mouth as I gasp and shiver at the cold liquid slipping through the opening of my sweater, creating an iceberg attack on my pale skin.
I blink a couple of times, and when I can finally adjust myself to the light, I see Chaewon, Ryujin, Hyein, and—just ugh, the cheerleaders—laughing their asses off while holding a cup of slushy in hand.
Eunchae's furious aura erupts beside me as she steps forward and points menacingly at Chaewon, who she assumes is the cause of this bullying.
"Kim—" she growls, gritting her teeth as she wipes away some slushy from her right cheek.
"—what did I tell you about—"
Chaewon rolls her eyes and smirks at her, waving her off as she winks at me.
"Oh please, Eunchae. We did her a favor," she says, chuckling some more.
Hyein nods, stepping forward as she high-fives Wonyoung, who's beside her.
"That's right, we did—can you not see how hot it is outside?" she gasps, fake-covering her mouth as Ryujin smiles at them.
"Exactly, so don't get mad at us for helping out a poor girl in heat," Chaewon hisses, making me blush at the double meaning of her words because it's kind of funny how only she and I know about, well—being in heat with one another.
Biting my inner cheek, I swish away some big chunks of ice and remove my sweater, revealing my sexy black tank top and my toned arms.
I saw Eunchae, Chaewon, and the cheerleaders' shocked and amazed eyes, but I ignored them.
Instead, I sigh, giving Chaewon a disappointed look as she gathered herself, ignores me, and continues to have a staring contest with Chaewon.
"Aren't you embarrassed?" Chaewon snaps back, crossing her arms to keep steady. "You're the Vice President of this school—and you're bullying."
Chaewon rolls her eyes and pokes her hard in the chest.
On the other hand, Chaewon doesn't mind a good beating, moral or not.
"Didn't you just hear what I said?" she says in a low voice, eyes hard in a glare. "I'm helping Nerdy here with the hot weather."
Eunchae's nose flares, and she's about to spit something right back at her when I step closer and hold her arm, making her face me as I look up at her and shake my head, silently telling her not to do what I think she's about to do.
Her eyes soften, and she hesitantly clenches her fist as she sighs and turns to Chaewon, smirking.
"Well, thanks for being such a nice bitch, Chaewon. See you around." She salutes, nudging her hard on the shoulder as she passes by her while holding my hand, dragging me away from my tormentors as I blink the cold syrup away from my eyes and chance a glance at Chaewon, but I can barely see her through this mess.
We enter the bathroom, and she locks the door shut, rushing to my side as she hastily brings up my black tank top and removes it from my body since it was also drenched with ice and syrup, leaving me in my black bra. I hug my body and shiver, blushing in embarrassment for being half-naked and because of the cold.
Eunchae doesn't seem to be bothered, though. We've already seen each other naked—and that was an accident—so she goes to the sink, crumples my sweater and tank top into a ball, and dampens them in water, leaving me to watch her as I feel my teeth chattering from the cold.
"H-Haerin," I stutter, rubbing my bare arms. "It's so—" I gulp and will my tears away because, shit, this is the coldest slushy hit I've ever gotten the pleasure of receiving.
She shakes her head and clucks her tongue, and I can see her do these actions in the mirror as she turns back to me and gently wipes the colored liquids off my face.
"I'm going to get back at her, Yunjin, I swear to you," she hisses lowly, plucking out a few chunks from my hair as she frowns at me. "She's not going to beat you—never. You're going to be amazing one day."
I know she tells me this always. She always tells me that I'm better, but I just can't help but feel so downgraded whenever I'm hit.
It's just so cold and painful that sometimes I wonder if Chaewon will ever feel that way? What I feel? Then would she realize how painful it is to be me?
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Fanfiction"Tell me nerd-" she chokes out, leaning close to rub her lips against my earlobe. "-don't you ever wonder why I bully you?" she husks, caressing my cheek. I cough and try to steady my breaths because it's getting very hot in here. "Don't you?" Chaew...
