• playing with fire | chaeyu au

• chapt. 1 | someone likes it rough!

the ticking of the clock seemed to drown out the voice of the obnoxious teacher in the front of the room. it wasnt something anyone would be paying attention to, i mean really, english never seemed to interest tzuyu - especially not on this particular day.

the ticking sound was replaced with the beating of her own heart. it was like a tiny little drum that seemed to only get louder every time she tried to control it. was it hot in here? why do people look like they are staring? the tall brunette couldnt think straight under the smaller girl's gaze.

she could feel her, chaeyoung, staring from the back of the room. it was all too powerful for her to bot notice and here she sat, drawing thousands of circles with her pen on her sheet that she might as well have ripped the damn thing.

sana, one of tzuyu's closest friends, noticed the younger girl spiraling and reached down to stop her hand.

"chewy-ah," she said, using her nickname. "are you okay?"

tzuyu gulped for a moment and looked over to the blonde girl. she was not fine obviously, but how could she ever explain what she felt threatened by a girl who smaller than her? no, sana would make fun of her for sure. "yeah, im fine. i just- im just nervous for my test i have next period," the brunette ended up lying.

sana just looked at her friend, seeing as she wasn't about to push her friend into sharing something she wasn't comfortable with. "i'm sure you'll do great. no need to worry," the blonde smiled brightly as she tightened the grip on tzuyu's hand for a a second. the taller girl offered her a small nod of appreciation before leaning back into her chair.

the brunette snuck a glance behind to confirm that chaeyoung was in fact staring straight at her. the girl even smirked.

ugh, the nerve, thought tzuyu. first she glares and says remarks at me in the hall and now she's staring at me all throughout class? can't she just give me a break?

for the rest of class, tzuyu didnt allow herself to be bothered by chaeyoung. she made her best efforts to pay attention to the teacher and worked on some homework from a different period. since she was one of the top in her class, her teacher didnt mind that the girl even put in headphones to drown out her raging thoughts.

when the bell rang, tzuyu quickly got up from her seat and rushed to put her notebooks into her bag. sana watched her friend's unusual behavior as she furrowed her brow and slide her backpack on.

just as tzuyu zipped up her bag, she was shoved into her desk. the brunette turned around to find a smirking chaeyoung with her hands up in the air as if she was being arrested and one of her friends snickering behind her.

"so-or-ry," the shorter girl said slowly. tzuyu scoffed and looked over at sana who had her arms crossed, glaring at the three other girls. "i guess i should watch where i'm going, huh?" chaeyoung said as she looked over at dahyun and jihyo.

"yeah or she could've just moved out of the way," dahyun replied.

"well if she wanted her to move, she should've politely said excuse me," sana replied, her eyes narrowing down to the other brunette. dahyun just scoffed and looked away.

tzuyu looked back and forth from chaeyoung to sana not exactly knowing who to tend to. she finally settled on her best friend and pleaded for her to stand down. the last thing she wanted was drama right now.

"i wouldn't have to if little miss tzuyu over here would be polite and move out of the way when she sees someone coming," chaeyoung retorted back. tzuyu turned towards the shorter girl and opened her mouth to say something, but she stopped.