The common room felt warmer than usual. The fire crackled in the corner, light flickering across the wooden floor. A few students lounged around – some half-asleep with mugs in their hands, others whispering over books.
Chaeyong sat cross-legged on one of the couches, her Potions book open but untouched. Across from her, Eun cradled a cup of tea, staring into it like it might answer her thoughts. Rosé lay sprawled on the other couch, flipping through a magazine and chewing on her lip.
The silence dragged.
Rosé finally looked up. “Okay. Why do you look like someone just cursed your favorite outfit, Eun?”
Eun sighed. “I think I’m skipping the Moon Gala.”
Chaeyong frowned. “What? Why?”
“I don’t have a partner,” Eun muttered. “And I’m not spending the night awkwardly hovering near snack tables.”
Rosé sat up. “You don’t need a partner to go.”
“Easy for you to say.”
Before Rosé could reply, someone dropped onto the couch between Chaeyong and Eun like a sack of bones.
“Yo.”
Chaeyong jumped. “Jaemin – what are you doing?”
He stretched his arms behind his head. “Avoiding homework. And accidentally overhearing emotional distress.”
Eun shot him a look. “We’re talking.”
“Clearly,” he said. “Moon Gala crisis. Classic.”
Rosé smirked. “She won’t go because she doesn’t have a date.”
Jaemin blinked. “That’s it?”
“Yes,” Eun said flatly.
He considered this for a second. “Bold choice. Wrong choice. But bold.”
“I’ll just stand there like an idiot,” Eun added. “Watching everyone else dance.”
Jaemin shrugged. “At least you won’t be alone. Half the school’s there for food and gossip.”
Rosé snapped her fingers. “Exactly. Or–” she leaned forward, eyes lighting up, “I find you a partner.”
Eun narrowed her eyes. “You?”
Rosé grinned. “My brother.”
Eun nearly spilled her tea. “Jimin?!”
Chaeyong’s eyebrows shot up. Jaemin sat up properly now. “Oh. This just got interesting.”
Eun shook her head quickly. “No way. He’s… he’s not even – no. He barely talks to people.”
“He talks,” Rosé said. “Just selectively.”
Jaemin nodded. “True. My roommate once saw him have a full conversation with a bookshelf.”
“That doesn’t help,” Eun snapped.
Rosé waved her off. “I’ll just suggest it. Casually.”
“You are not allowed to say my name,” Eun warned.
Rosé stood up anyway. “Too late. I’m already committed.”
“Rosé–”
“So,” Chaeyong cut in quickly, “what’s actually happening at the Moon Gala this year?”
Rosé turned dramatically. “Oh. You don’t know?”
“You clearly do,” Chaeyong said. “Spill.”
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Sylvania || jjk
FanfictionAt Sylvania, magic is more than just a skill-it's a legacy. And for Jungkook and Chaeng, the school has always been full of secrets. Odd things will begin to surface posing a threat to their relationship as well as the kingdom too. A game is going o...
