The Star-Crossed Moon

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"Do you need some help with the finishing touches of your stall?"

Ahri walked over to a pair of short boys, who struggled to pin some decorations on their food stall. Ahri was helping the seniors and their food stalls in the school yards on the soccer field. 

"Erm, yes, Pres," They said quite uncertainly since they knew that Ahri was the most feared person in their school. 

"Alright," Ahri reached over for a string of cherry blossoms and with much ease, placed it on the top of the wooden stall. "There," She smiled and spotted some pink balls with a strawberry placed on top. "You guys made those strawberry mochis?" Ahri questioned with a raised brow. It was uncommon for two boys to be making such a cute-looking dessert and she wanted to know how they pulled it off.

"N-not really," One of the boys replied sheepishly. The other's face turned bright pink as he rubbed his hands together.

"We asked our girlfriends for help." 

"Oh," Ahri said with a surprised look, but softened up. "That's good then... Just call me again if you need any help!" And with that she was off.

"Gosh, I think I forgot the powdered sugar for the red-bean doughnuts!" One girl whispered loudly at a stall, decorated with some small Japanese red lanterns. 

"What are we gonna do?!" Her partner groaned and looked around the other boxes. "It's really not here!" 

"What's not here?" Ahri smirked as she placed an elbow on their stall. "What'd you forget?" 

"P-Pres!" The girls exclaimed and one of them placed a hand on their chest in shock. "We kinda forgot something for our doughnuts..." 

"Is it something I can run and get?" 

"It's white powdered sugar. I haven't looked in the kitchen yet, but you can go and chec—"

"I'l be right back," She waved and dashed off. But, as soon as Ahri started to run, a handsome sophomore in a penguin tux grabbed her arm and stopped her. Ahri immediately recognized him as one of the school's jocks, yet she couldn't put a finger on his name. 

"Wait, Pres!" He said and pulled her back roughly with his gloved hand.

"Hey, watch it," Ahri stumbled, yet caught her fall sucessfully. "What is it that you want? I'm pressed for time."

"We're in deep trouble. Youngmin ditched, like, five minutes ago and Kwangmin followed after. Our class brought in a lot of people last year because of the twins."

"Are you serious?" Ahri scoffed and rubbed her temples. "Your class and theme?"

"Class 1-A is doing a maid and butler cafè theme, just like last year," He rubbed the nape of his neck with a peckish smile. It was quite obvious that a football player would be quite uncomfortable as something so... Cute. And dainty. And 'proper.'

"It's fine. I'll deal with them," She said through gritted teeth. Ahri clenched her fists and let out a deep sigh.

Tch! And to think that Kwangmin was actually starting to be... Well nicer or... something of that sort. 

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"Here you go!"

It only took Ahri a minute to find the same girls who lacked in powdered sugar for their Japanese doughnuts. The girls gratefully took the bag and thanked Ahri many times just before Ahri had to dash off again. 

"Now, where are those two...?" Ahri whispered. She ran up the flight of stairs to the roof-top, and bust the door open. She expected to see Youngmin or Kwangmin up there, but there was no one.