typo kid | l.gl

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"park soonmi! you sleepyhead, it's dismissal!" daehwi said aloud. "wait, really? wow, time must be running fast this time." soonmi rubbed the sleep out of her eyes, before packing her stuff up. "no, you're just slow."

"am not!" soonmi said defensively, a small yawn escaping from her lips. "curse daylight saving time; it's their fault."

"nah, it's just you; also do you wanna come by the studio? i'm asking in behalf of jihoon hyung; he's conducting an experiment."

"conducting an experiment— what do you mean, dae?"

"he never told me; i'm sorry mimi!" daehwi did the prayer sign; hoping that soonmi would buy it. jihoon, a chatterbox, told him, woojin, jinyoung, and minhyun about this idea about an 'experiment' which is actually seeing how guanlin feels for soonmi. and after he gathers his observations, the poor chinese boy will be on the hot seat. jinyoung and daehwi were kind of against it, but hey, it wouldn't hurt, right? plus soonmi can see her munchkin dongsaeng again, which could add 'fuel,' jihoon says while adding air quotes.

"i was about to plan on getting home and sleep again but that isn't a bad idea! hold on, let me put my stuff back on my locker."

first part of mission, check. daehwi let out a sigh of excitement and success.
———
"copycat oppa?"

"yAh soonmi you don't call me that wayyyy—"

"you haven't changed your username so i'm still calling you copycat oppa." soonmi snickered as jihoon facepalmed. "that's harsh, ouch!"

"why did you call me here, though? i mean you're all probably busy and i think it would be just a waste of time—"

"nonsense!" her brother beamed. "we had little to no schedules today, basically it's our free day! but some of the others are still practicing for upcoming evaluations. wanna see them?"

it's been a long time since soonmi saw her maroo ent. oppas, so she agreed. "hold up! i forgot my stuff, can you join me for a bit? daehwi, you could go change now."

"aight!" both soonmi and daehwi said in sync, even though they have different things to accomplish.

"sOONMI NOONAAAAAA—"

just with a backhug, a certain chick tackled the defenseless female onto the ground. "i missed you so mUUuuUuch!"

"s-seonho?" albeit confused for a moment, her brain caught up; yeah, he's one of the trainees that cube sent here! "i'm glad you remembered me, noona! guanlin hyung's a mess earlier, i can't eat my third meal well!"

guanlin hyung.
guanlin hyung.
guanlin hyung.

those words echoed in soonmi's ears— guanlin? as in typo kid who typed in swaggyf frapper? she wasn't sure, but yet again this is the only guanlin that her brother knows. so that must be him!

she peeked in the training room, and caught a glimpse of a sweaty large-eyed boy, with features you'd never fail to remember. instead of a frown that trainees wear when they're not good enough during practice, he wore a captivating smile that could melt anyone, even hers. and on point, their eyes met. it lingered for a few seconds and before they knew it, they were tomatoes.

"noona? nOona!! do you have food?"

"that guy's hot." soonmi muttered. "hey, is that—"

she wasn't sure of the actual pronounciation. so she tried her best.

"hey, seonho, is that glenn lin?"

jihoon choked in his drink, while seonho choked in his spit.. "what the hell, soonmi (noona.)"