village girl › nct 2018

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       MIN JAEYOUNG。

"what if i could get you an extra invitation!" miyeon exclaims her idea while i just munch onto my sandwich. "you know you won't be able to do that right?" i raised a brow at her. miyeon shrugs, "you don't know the power of status—it's dumb but my parents can really get you an extra invitation to get in."

"oh, miyeon. i think i've learned so much about status just by meeting jihye." i chuckled and reached for my strawberry milk.

miyeon frowned, "but i don't have anyone to go with except my parents! don't you know how lonely that's gonna be?"

"you could try and find seulhyo? it's been years since we've seen her." i shrugged, giving her ideas. "let me remind you that this 'grand ball' you're attending isn't just some regular party. it's held in the royal palace! it's very important."

"it's in like a month! i can still think of ways to sneak you in, you have to be there!" miyeon told me.

"it's no use, mi. instead of prepping for this grand ball, i'd rather start looking for my real family." i said, quite hopeless. i did want to go, but a normal girl like me wouldn't even have a chance to. only people with connections to the royal palace could go. not just that, people with high status, rich people and most importantly people with royal blood.

"i promised you remember? we'll help you find your real family. soon, okay?" miyeon pats my back.

we were completely enjoying our peaceful lunch time until i noticed jihye with a glare, stomping towards us. i sighed, "the incident a few days ago is still bothering her huh?"

miyeon curiously looked at me, not knowing what i was talking about, "what incident?" she asks, "have you not been telling me something? has she been bullying you when you're alone again? cause i swear i'll tell my dad to report ji—"

"report who, miyeon?" jihye cuts miyeon's words as miyeon rolled her eyes, completely ignoring the fact that she almost said something about jihye.

"it's nothing, jihye. it's none of your business." miyeon crosses her arms.

jihye had a little smirk creeping up her face as she averted her gaze onto me, "how are you doing with your little scar? couldn't believe a palace guard actually had guts to save a lowlife like you."

"honestly, i've never been better, especially since they cured it. you probably couldn't believe it cause you were too busy running away from him." i told her.

jihye just scoffed at my statement, "anyways, miyeon! you're going to the ball right? have you already have a dress to wear?"

"again, it's not of your business, jihye." miyeon pushes her away. "i wouldn't want the daughter of the mountain clan leader to be copying me."

jihye stood there in awe, "you're lucky i can't report you, miyeon. and you—" jihye pauses and points at me, "better watch out, cause next time there wouldn't be any palace bodyguards around the next time i bump into you." she finishes before walking away.

"you told me you got scratched by a cat! and i believed you! why didn't you tell me jihye did that to you?" miyeon exclaims and examines my scar. "it's fine, miyeon. i'm really fine. it was just a little scar i got from her slapping me." i reassured her.

miyeon sighs, "you can tell me anything, jaeyoung. i'm glad someone was there to save you."

"yeah, i guess i was lucky that time." i agreed.

"well let's talk about this another time, we still have classes to attend." miyeon told me and stood up.

"you mean, history class." i chuckled.