The Star-Crossed Moon

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"Whoops?" A some-what familiar voice resonated in the sudden silence of the room. 

 

The sound of books hitting the floor reached her ears and Ah Ri turned around. It was none other than BOYFRIEND's No Minwoo. No one would would've guessed that the baby-faced maknae would be a cold bully. His hair was dyed a deep shade of amber and a smirk curled on his lips. 

 

"Guess you've gotta pick that up and let me take a seat, dear," Minwoo said coolly and sat down where the girl had been sitting. The non-defiant student quickly picked up her books and headed for a vacant seat at the back of the class. Ah Ri's head burned at the annoying sight. But, before she could do something, Kwangmin, who had been sitting a few seats up front earlier,  immediately confronted Minwoo and stopped the girl. 

 

"Yah, Minwoo— She's just a girl. Let her sit," He whispered, but loud enough for Ah Ri to hear. Minwoo clicked his tongue in disapproval, so Kwangmin added, "Settle down, Pres is here." Minwoo's eyes darted to his left and he caught the burning/freezing glare of Ah Ri. 

 

"I'm sorry about my friend," Kwangmin turned to the girl with a sweet smile. "Please take your seat." 

 

"Thank you very much sunbae," The girl gratefully bowed. "I'm sorry, sunbae," She bowed to Minwoo as well, who still had a ticked off face. Ah Ri saw Kwangmin raise his eyebrows at Minwoo, who reluctantly replied in a somewhat nicer voice. 

 

"No, that's alright. I should be the one sorry, not you," Minwoo said between gritted teeth, though it was barely noticable. And so Kwangmin headed to his seat, which was now at the back of the class, since he traded with Minwoo, and Minwoo was at the front. 

 

"Aww... Such a nice hyung~" Jangmi clasped her hands in admirance. 

 

"Nice my ass," Eunhee scoffed. "He's just being like that because Riri is here." 

 

"Whatever," Jangmi jutted her lips in a pout. "That's still being nice. Wouldn't it have been hard for a mean person to do nice things?" 

 

"Yeah, but isn't it weird Mimi? Suddenly Jo Kwangmin is being nice. Wasn't he just a cold heartbreaker like his brother before? Just remember how he looked last week— Just like Youngmin today, but with with black hair! Lousy, crooked tie, slouching back... Now he's all "Mr. Proper" because of something," Eunhee whispered back to Ah Ri and Jangmi.

 

"Or someone..." Ah Ri smirked evilly. "Maybe he's being nice because of me."

 

Jangmi gasped. "You-You mean Kwangmin-oppa likes you?!" She exclaimed loudly, which made all the students look at the three awkwardly. Ah Ri waved her hand dismissively to the students in slight embarassment and spun around to Kwangmin's desk. He immediately avoided eye-contact with her and Ah Ri looked at her friends apprehensively. 

 

"Aish, Jangmi," Ah Ri poked the youngest girl's forehead with two fingers. "I didn't mean it that way." 

 

"Then what way do you mean, eh?" Jangmi wiggled her eyebrows childishly, and tugged Eunhee to do the same. Eunhee just rolled her eyes and waited for Ah Ri's answer.