confused | seventeen's hiphop unit

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"The semester hasn't even started and you already look so sad."

"Shut up." You roll your eyes at Hansol.

"You don't tell me what to do." He smirks, lazily placing an arm around your shoulder as you enter the gates of your new university.

"Choke, Chwe Hansol." You spit. "I don't have the time to be happy. The universe will always make me miserable."

"Wow. Ji, you seriously need to lighten up. I'm getting depressed." He says, using his nickname for you, and puts his free hand over his chest.

"Whatever." You roll your eyes, reaching the welcoming committee booths for the freshmen — you guys.

You walk up to the Mechanical Engineering booth together.

"안녕하세요. 저는 민혜진 입니다. 하교 요구사항 주세요. (Hello. I am Min Hyejin. Can I please have my school requirements?)" You politely greet. You get your ID, schedule, and locker number and password from your seniors as Hansol does nothing but ramble.

"Just because you woke up late. And you, got coffee spilled on your new shirt. And you missed the bus. And you got hit by an old lady. And later got hit by a child. And later tripped just back there-"

"Ya!" You slap his face lightly. "Aish, you never know when to shut up."

You nudge your face towards the seniors, who were two girls just staring — and most likely judging, and gesture him to get his documents.

"Oh." He bends forward, showcasing his killer smile. "최한솔? (Chwe Hansol?)"

The girls, obviously mesmerized by him, rush to give him his requirements and even blush when he receives them.

"고마워. (Thanks.)" He grins widely before going back to you. One of the two girls let out a small squeal, the other a daydreaming sigh.

The male seniors standing behind them loudly scoff and whisper with each other, clearly jealous of his impact.

But Vernon, one of his many nicknames, isn't even fazed a little. Which doesn't surprise you.

"You should atleast talk to them politely." You push him slightly, but he just shrugs, unfazed.

He goes back to his ramble, and you groan exaggeratedly.

"All I'm saying is despite all this, you're not late, you're not hurt, you were still able to dress up nicely, and you still look beautiful."

You stare at him.

"At least to them." He smirks, pointing towards the male seniors in your department. "She's just my bestfriend! But she's single!"

Your stupid ass bestfriend points at you frantically, facing your seniors, obviously humiliating them.

"Shut up!" You whisper loudly, slapping his chest.

You smile at them, embarassed. Bowing slightly. "I am so sorry for him."

They both smile back, the other replying,
"It's okay. Atleast we know you're single."

You giggle a little, not knowing how to respons, and bow one more time before dragging Hansol away.

"She is literally one of the prettiest girls on campus." One of them states.

"Her and the other freshman, yet they're both in our department!" The other exclaims.

"Ya. And so? They're students just like the rest of us. They shouldn't get special treatment." One of the female seniors retort.