it's cold [p.jm]

02. yerin

"some dude told me to give this to you" spoke a boy with the color of mint blue hair, what's up with people and these crazy hair colors?

he placed a bottle on the table i sat at, it was iced tea.

"uh, okay then." i grabbed the bottle and started to unscrew it open, the boy was still standing there. "did you need something?"

"yeah, aren't you supposed to have something to say after someone gives you something?" his stare hardened, as well as the looks from others around me. i gave him my best confused look, but i obviously knew what he was talking about.

"i don't know, it goes by the lines of something like "thank you?" he crossed his arms.

"oh yeah, yeah, thanks." i said indifferently.

"yeah okay, whatever." he rolled his eyes and walked away. i continued to eat my lunch, even with the obvious whispers filling the air around me.

[ ~ ]

as i exited the building, someone clutched onto my arm. i looked to the right of me to see one of the girls i used to be friends with, i don't know what happened, we just stopped talking.

"hi, eunha! how are you doing?" she asked me while faking ethusiasm.

"uh, i'm doing fine, yerin." i pushed her arm away as she tried to link our arms together. her pale face showed slight annoyance before turning back into excited yerin.

"ah! that's good! it's been a while since we've hung out, talked even! why don't we go to the gas station together today like we used to?"

"oh, well n-" i didn't even get to finish my sentence before she cut me off.

"yay! okay let's go!" she dragged me out of the schools property before letting me steady my pace.

"what do you want, yerin." her brown pigtails just barely touched my face as she whipped her head around to talk to me.

"what do you mean? is it wrong to want to rekindle the flame with an old friend?" she asked me with innocent eyes.

"well we st-"

"aha! ahahah! you're so funny, eunha!" she giggled and slapped my arm. i stood silent the rest of the walk. "ah! eunha, let's sit down!" she pulled me down to the picnic table in front of the station.

"it's not like you're going to give me a choice." i rolled my eyes and sat across from her. i couldn't hate her 100%, we had some good memories together.

"eunha! eunha! eunha!" yerin ran and clutched onto my arm, "let's go get some snacks, the exams today made me so hungry." she held her hand against her forehead, pretending she was ill. i laughed and grabbed her arm, pretending to check her pulse.

"yerin! are you okay? your heartbeat is beating in an odd pattern?!" we both laughed. the chat seemed like it would never come to an end until we reached 7/11.

"i bet i can beat you to the drinks section," yerin said, smirking at me.

"ha, that's the funniest thing you've told me today." i rolled up my sleeves and pretended to spit something out.

"are you ready?"

"as ready as can be."

"on your mark, ge- hey! that's not fair."

yerin chased me as i ran to the drinks section, she also yelled at me. my laughs covered up her lectures.

it used to be like this almost every day, until she slowly started to ditch me for some other group of people.
i was sad, but i didn't do much about it because i had other friends to worry about other than her. let me repeat that, i had.

"anyway, so i wanted to talk about something." yerin asked and looked me straight in the eye, no trace of the excited yerin anymore. "what relation do you have to yoongi oppa?"

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a/n: you dont know how hard i cringed as i wrote "yoongi oppa" bye im gonna leave ogngbsihovs anyway hope you enjoyed, criticism and any comment is greatly appreciated as well as votes, thanks!