Curiosity// JiMo// Jihyo x Momo

8. Outcast

It's not Momo's fault, of course, but the rejected trainees needed some way to feel better about themselves; since they're all quite young anyway, they all jumped on the bandwagon of blaming Momo for the mysterious danger. Both the blonde Japanese girls stood shocked at everyone looking at Momo, who herself was looking in the general direction of both the shattered glass and her ghostly companion.
"I'm so sorry! I don't know what happened Momo I didn't mean to!" Jihyo started rambling before remembering that Momo can't hear her no matter how much she yelled for her.
Momo, however, denied the whole thing. "Come on, how could I have done that? That's crazy!" She giggled nervously but, as all young women are, they kept staring.

"Move that pen!"
"No flip the table!"
"GUYS!!!" A roaring yell pierced the air as Sana glared around the room, silencing each girl individually. Her chocolate eyes eventually rested on Momo, softening as if to reassure her that her next move is completely considerate and totally out of friendship. But it's still stupid.

"Lift me up." Sana quickly shifted her gaze to the window that had burst into the room, and where Jihyo was standing miserably in stomach-wrenching guilt.
The spirit lifted her head to see Sana glaring right past her, and she floated into that spot to stare right back, the eye contact making the tall blonde girl dizzy and confirming her suspicions of Jihyo's power.

She looked back at Momo. "Go on. Lift me up." Momo was panicking now, and alarm was flashing swiftly through her eyes. She was going to ask what Sana was playing at, setting her up like this, but when she raised her eyes she saw another 14 pairs staring in obvious entertainment at her.

But Jihyo had her eyes closed. She forced every piece of willpower she had into moving the light-weighted woman, because sure lifting up hair and pens was easy but a person? Jihyo would have to connect their energies and push as hard as she could since she herself is, somewhat, humanoid too.
With every pieceof her trembling, Jihyo began to feel relief from the intense pressure that surrounded her as she forced Sana into the air; the latter's feet feeling weightless as they slowly began to lift and hang aimlessly.

Eyes. That's all there was on Momo's body, apparently, as they all stared at her as if she was in fact naked. Momo had no choice but to act as though she was concentrating hard and pushing her best friend in the air.
Crashing back to the ground, Sana hadn't reached a metre before falling onto her back. Thankfully she wasn't injured, but Jihyo felt exhausted and torn up on the inside. Reminder to prepare for that next time, the little ghost thought to herself before looking up at Momo who ran to Sana. The same giggle they hear every day emanated from the younger Japanese girl as she stood up and turned to face the other trainees, both declined and accepted into the group, and suddenly her face turned dark.
"Never tell anyone what just happened."

And she skipped away with Momo's hand in hers and a tired ghost trailing behind. They could practically hear the jaws dropping from the 13 girls behind them.

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"WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT MINATOZAKI?!" Momo couldn't help but yell at the other blonde and, to her extreme annoyance, Sana just smiled as sweetly as ever.

"They won't bring it up now! If you had shattered the window, courtesy of Jihyo," Sana winked in the direction of the breeze flooding over her, Jihyo trying to regain energy. "then they would have been constantly on your back! You need to shock them into leaving it alone. Not a big deal."

Momo couldn't believe what she was hearing. Did she not think that it would make it worse? What if their group, Twice, was successful and it got out? What if someone filmed it? There were too many issues surrounding this that could have been so easily avoided. Jihyo could have picked up a rock and brought it inside subtly so people would think it accidentally got thrown in, or a ball instead... There were so many options.

But then again, there always are.