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15---so what you're saying is...

"This?" Sangchil ran her hand over her cheek where Soyeon had freshly strikes her.

"Yeah." He kept walking.

She walked behind Taehyung, avoiding answering the question.

"Well???" He stopped. Sangchil bumped into him.

"What?"

"Who hit you?" He demanded. "Don't play innocent, Kwan."

"I just hit my face on the door."

"Lair. She hit you."

"Tae—"

"She hit you! She touched my girlfriend!" He yelled. Taehyung turned around. "I'm gonna fucking rip her face—"

"Kim Taehyung!" She hugged his waist to prevent him from running. "Forget it.  And drop the act. She knows... Everything."

"Ryu Soyeon hit my girlfriend! How can I not get mad!"

"I said drop the act, Tae. She knows it's fake between us."

"And what if I don't want to?" He teased. "You even agreed to it."

Sangchil scowled. "Stop being an ass."

"Hey, maybe we should just play a little longer."

"What?" Sangchil hissed.

"Don't let her off so easily. Maybe if we just stuck to each other a little longer, she'll change her mind and think we are actually dating. She'll think that we're actually together."

Sangchil narrowed her eyes. "Tae, I'm not stupid—"

"Right, you're Sangchil."

"Taehyung! Stop joking around!"

"Okay, okay." He raised his hands. "Whatever you say, Kwan. You want to split, we'll split. I'm going to go to Namjoon's place."

Sangchil bit her nail as she looked at Taehyung's back view. He casually strode away. "Good night Kwan!"

Her mind buzzed, caught between thoughts. Should I just carry on with my plan or take Tae's advice? Oh god, help me. I'm in the need of desperation.

Her legs pushed forward. "Wait, Kim Taehyung."

Taehyung didn't hear her. He pretended that he was immersed in other thoughts, but he secretly smiled inside.

"Tae." She called again. She furrowed her eyebrows.

Taehyung smirked and still walked ahead.

Sangchil fastened her pace and pulled on his shirt from behind. "Yah! I was calling you!"

"Hm?" He turned around, faking the surprise.

Sangchil blushed while looking him straight in the eyes. "I've been thinking it over... And I t-think we should follow your plan."

"I'm sorry, what was my plan?" He tested. "What was it again?" He held his hand up to his ear.

"Oh, c'mon Taehyung, stop testing." She blushed even harder.

"No, seriously, what was it."

Her mouth dropped open. Sangchil hit his head. "You actually forgot!" She then lowered her voice. "We should be a c-couple to prove Soyeon wrong..."

Taehyung held her hand and pecked her forehead. Sangchil gasped. "What was that for?!"

He winked. "We're a couple. Isn't that what they do?"

She narrowed her eyes. "Don't go overboard, Tae."

"I can't resist it, Kwan. C'mon, i'll take you home."

It was late at night. Sangchil yawned as she felt her eyelids get heavy. She really was drowsy. "Okay, enough studying—holy fuck—it's 2am!" She cursed to herself.

Once she was in her covers, her eyes betrayed her and wouldn't close. "Okay, what the hell is up with me?" She shuffled over to her desk, opened her drawer and placed the glass jar full of paper cranes on her desk.

She switched on her lamp for more light. Sangchil checked her tally for how many cranes were made.

"No way... 990?" She smiled herself. "I'm almost done... I can make a wish."

She stayed up until 3 in the morning, finishing off her 1000-count paper cranes. She swung around in her chair. "What to wish for..."

She thought about earlier. Heat flushed over her cheeks. Sangchil snapped her fingers, "Bingo."

She clasped her hands together and closed her eyes. "Because I made 1000 cranes, I get a wish. I wish for..." She gulped. "I-I wish..."

She opened her eyes and sighed. "I can't say it. I can't do it. I'll have to wait for another time."