grape flavor

two

"that fucking douchebag!" yerim
exclaims in horror, as she reads the digital print on the vending machine, that states
'out of stock'.
she then presses the button
furiously, silently hoping that the machine is playing a trick on her.

"language!" her older friend, a grade above her, chides her while flicking the side of yerim's forehead.

"ouch, eonnie! what was that for?"
the girl hisses, rubbing her sides, as she shoots a glare at her friend, before scowling at the machine while ripping out of thepurple post-it attached to the
area where coins are supposed to be inserted.

yerim scans the rather neat handwriting,
before cursing under her breath, "stupid dick. he knows that i love grape flavor, but decides to buy every single bottle! and it is the third time
in the row!"

"who?" her friend asks, peering over yerim's shoulder, reading the post-it.
"jeongguk? you mean, the male two grades above you, who is rather popular, jeon jeongguk?"

"yeah, i think so."

"you think so?"

yerim looks at her friend, with a blank, yet pissed look, "yeah, all i know is that he is a fucking dick
who is fighting with me over my grape drink!"

"you got to be kidding me, yerim."

"no, why will i even joke with you
about the most precious thing in my life?"

her friend shakes her head, grasping the other by her shoulders, "do you really not know who he is?"

"am i supposed to apart from the fact
that he is a grape stealer?" yerim raises an eyebrow, before adding on, "honestly,
the only male senior, who i know exist
and is rather popular in this school is
lee taeyong."

at the mention of the male, her friend scoffs out, shaking her head, "girl, you are eye candying the
wrong male! this boy, jeongguk is the real deal."

"who is he?"

"the one, who signed off right here!"

yerim glances at the post-it, before looking at her friend,  "okay, i'm confused, sooyoung eonnie. am i supposed to know him or not?"

"yes!"

"why?"

"oh my god, kim yerim!"

"what!" yerim exclaims out in frustration, before crushing the post-it,
and tossing it into the garbage bin by the vending machine.

"i can't believe you don't know him."

"so, tell me who the fuck is he so i can hunt him down."

sooyoung inhales sharply, before clearing her throat, "jeon jeongguk is the most popular male in his level,
and probably in this entire school, and heck, he is even more popular than your taeyong! he is the best player on the volleyball team, plays the
left wing position, who can spike literally any ball, and not only that, he is super talented. he is just amazing."

"amazing my ass, when he is fucking stealing my drink. and don't sports people drink like water
because they are fucking health freaks? and i'm guessing he not only spikes balls, but also makes sure the balls go somewhere, perhaps a female's pants."

"kim yerim!" sooyoung screeches out in horror at the girl's crude sexual vocabulary, opening her mouth
to correct her language when a somebody nearby, clears his throat.

"that's a stereotype against all sports people, because they are humans and they
can't live on water every single day. secondly, the balls i spike and make sure they go somewhere and they usually head towards the end of a volleyball court to get a point."

"oh my gosh," sooyoung whispers, hitting yerim's arm hard, as the other scowls at her friend, before turning her head as her eyes narrow
at the presence of the new arrival, or rather the male, who is getting on her nerves recently.

"you."

"hi, kim yerim."

"how the heck do you know my name?"

jeongguk shrugs his shoulders, while sipping on a bottle of grape-flavored drink as the female gasps out softly, "i got my ways, junior."

"fuck you."

"when?"

yerim rolls her eyes, about to turn on her heels to walk off when the male calls her back, causing her to pause in her footsteps. "i swear,
popular or smart or talented or whatsoever, one more word out from―"

before she can continue her sentence, the male tosses her a bottle of drink,
which she catches it perfectly, before sauntering off.
"you're welcome!" he calls over his shoulder, before disappearing into the crowd.

she glances at the bottle in her grasp,
and raises an eyebrow at the sight of her favorite grape-flavored drink. yerim then glances up at the back of the male's head, before snorting softly.
she then opens the bottle, and takes a drink, letting out a sigh of content
before grinning at sooyoung, who is still gaping at the scene that has just unfolded before her.

"close your mouth, eonnie,
or else more than one fly is going to enter that large hole," yerim points out, laughing as she heads down the hallway to her own class.