Your Girl Crush | MoonSun

Chapter 4: You and Me

"You're brightly gleaming more than any treasure."

I look into the crowd, into the hundreds of faces as they cheer for the single most angelic voice I've ever heard in my life. Jesus, Yong Sun, what other secrets are hiding from? Are you also a fucking alien? There's no possible way for anyone to be this beautiful and this talented. I swallow the pit of panic coming up into my throat. Beautiful? God damn it, I did it again. I praised her for superficial reasons. She hasn't even bothered to be anything more in my eyes than beautiful, so I guess it's not a problem if it slips into my mind.

I look over at Yong Sun. She's smiling so brightly at the crowd, almost like the sun. I guess that's why we're calling her Solar. She's so radiant- Jesus fucking Christ, Byul Yi, pull yourself together. What is your problem? She doesn't deserve these compliments, this praise. Not from you, or anyone for that fact. Just fucking stop.

"Byul- Ah, Moon Star! Wasn't that fantastic! My body feels electric!" Yong Sun reaches for my arm, pulling me into a hug. I don't say anything but accept her hug. She smells so good. Oh, God.

I bury my face in her hair and hold her tighter then I should. She laughs from under my grip.

"Are you that happy?" She smiles at me innocently. I want to wipe the smile from her face. I seriously can't bear to look at it, but I can't tear my eyes away. What's wrong with me?

I pull my lips into a sheepish smile and shrug, "Honestly, this is my normal Tuesday night. It's nothing special." I watch as her face falls and I regret wanting her smile to fade. "But I really enjoyed sharing the stage with you!" I blurt out quickly. What the fuck?

She smiles, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. Why is she doing these things?

"Thank you, Byul Yi," she whispers. "I had a really great time. It was worth skipping school." I snort. This goody two shoes. 

"I never asked you to, let's make that clear. You followed me, crazy ass stalker." I roll my eyes. I walk towards the edge of the stage. Looking down, I carefully climbed off to join the sea of people below. I needed to breathe, away from her.

I push through the crowd of sweaty people to the bar. Thank God for great timing. I see one of my close friends, Whee In sitting with her catch of the night. This one's small and very young looking with long brown hair. Her face is small and she looks so dainty, I swear I could crush her with a marble. I approach them anyway, not really caring if I'm interrupting Whee In's plan of attack or anything. She has all night.

"Ah, Moon Star!" Whee In says, startled as I appear beside her. She gives me that 'now is really not the time look,' but I brush it off. If there's one thing I hate more than how annoying Yong Sun can be, it's when people put their hookups over friends. 

"Hey, Whee In! How are you?" I smile at her brightly. I look over at the girl who's now staring awkwardly at her drink. Her untouched drink. "Hello," I say to her. "I'm Moon Star, most likely older than you. You are?"

She looks me up and down and scoffs slightly, "Yein. I don't care how old you are."

What the fuck is her problem?

"I'm sorry, but whose ass did you crawl-" Someone from behind me suddenly grabs ahold of my wrist, pulling me backward. I'm spun around quickly, unable to process who has touched me.

"Who the fuck-"

Lips. They crash against mine in a sudden urgency I've never experienced. My eyes are wide as watch Young Sun's eyelashes brush against her cheeks. I should move. I should stop this. Why am I not? I am paralyzed by something, but it's not fear. I would never let anyone touch me, let alone kiss me, so why is she different? Why am I letting her cup my cheeks in her hands? Letting her savor me as if I'm an expensive dessert?