LOVE ASSIGNMENT | DAHMO

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Jihyo sighed as she pushed her phone into the pocket of her coat, neglecting to check the messages she was receiving and groaning when the annoying notification sound wouldn't stop.

The night was still young and the girl waited just outside the campus cafeteria, waiting for her partner to show up. In all honesty, Jihyo didn't know why she was still a part of that class. Even if she had promised to stay throughout the whole year for the sake of Dahyun's happiness, she didn't seem to enjoy it as much as she did in the beginning. At this point, she was convinced that only Dahyun was taking a liking in communicating with all these people, going out on lame dates and listening to them talk about stuff she didn't wish to hear. Jihyo knew that Chaeyoung was, too, getting tired of the class, but didn't give much thought to it. It seemed like her and Mina had be hitting it off from the first time they talked to each other.

It was weird, how she felt at Sana's place months ago. For some reason, the image of her hugging Tzuyu was etched deep inside her mind. Jihyo didn't know if it was jealousy, the thing she was feeling. And if it really was, why would she be jealous? Everyone has the right to be with whoever they want to be with. And Jihyo has no say in it, it's not like she felt something for the girl. But again, why would Sana act this way towards her? Why was she so eager to be with the girl, ask her friends for what she likes, being so clingy, and always spamming her phone? It was confusing, really, Sana's behavior. If she had a girlfriend, why would she do all these? Nothing made sense and Jihyo simply wanted to get everything out of her head.

Jihyo slowly blinked, running her hand through her short messy hair. She was never like this, she was never thinking of someone for over than a couple of hours and for a reason other than unfinished business or worry. This was a feeling completely different and even if she was pretty smart, she couldn't figure out the reason behind nor handle it. It was slowly eating her alive, burning her insides and creeping in the back of her head for almost every hour of every day for the past three months.

"Hi!" a voice said, snapping her out of her thoughts "How are you?"

"Hey," Jihyo breathed out "I'm fine. You?"

"Pretty good I might say," Seongjuu smiled and offered his hand to the girl "Shall we get going?"

The girl nodded and got up to walk beside the charming man as they made their way to the place he had picked to show Jihyo. While walking, Seongjuu tried starting small talk and get filled in with everything he has missed the last time the two had hang out. The wind became stronger as they walked farther, laughing and reminiscing the blood, sweat, and tears that went into their project some years ago and the satisfaction the both felt when the professor announced they had the highest grade.

For a moment, Jihyo's mind traveled from the girl that had been haunting it and focused on the boy next to her, whose laughter echoed in the woods he was taking her to. Even if late at night, the place wasn't scary at all. It was lit by the intense light of the moon and had a beautiful view of the campus from afar. To be honest, Jihyo didn't realize how they got so far up this quickly, nevertheless she enjoyed the way the buildings looked from up high.

"So, this is it." Seongjuu said, laying a table cloth on the ground and helping Jihyo sit while pulling out a pair of glasses and some wine.

Jihyo chuckled, a beautiful view and wine felt like the best thing at that moment and she was slightly thankful to professor Ahn for assigning her to Seongjuu. It almost crossed her mind, the memory of him asking her out in middle school and her saying no although she liked him a lot. But she decided to brush it of and focus on the boy and the way he mumbled about forgetting to bring food.

"You drink wine, right?" the boy chuckled settling next to her while offering her one of the glasses "I remember you always being cautious about..everything."

"Yeah," Jihyo mumbled "That's how I am, I guess." 

The girl never meant to be like that, annoyingly cautious. It was how she grew up and even if it limited a lot of her life experiences, she was safe and enjoying her life as it was.

"It's okay," Seongjuu smiled, pouring some of the wine in Jihyo's glass "Being yourself is the most important thing in the world. Even if some people find it unattractive." he said as his hand shook lightly and the sleeve of his jacket rode up his arm, only to awkwardly been pulled down by him.

Jihyo didn't pay mind to it though or the weird spots on his arms. She enjoyed the way the slightly cold wine eased her nerves, effortlesly bringing her to her most relaxed state, the-tipsy-but-not-tipsy-enough-to-do-something-stupid state.

"So," the girl started, enjoying the view "What's the reason behind bringing me here?"

Seongjuu sighed beside her, supporting his body weight with his elbows as he leaned back. His eyes were closed and his head down.

"Here I had some of the best momments in my life with my ex-girlfriend," he started "This is technically her get away place, though I don't know if she still comes here."

"Oh," Jihyo whispered "Is she in campus?"

"Yeah," Seongjuu replied "We dated in the summer before college until a half and a year ago." he said, opening his eyes to look at Jihyo.

"Are you okay?"

"I am," he smiled "Just regretting everything that happened between us and the reason for our breakup."

Jihyo furrowed her eyebrows, he indeed seemed fine, but the way he downed all the wine proved her otherwise. It was then she realized he had been acting kind of weird and didn't know the reason. Maybe because opening your heart to your old best friend that you once liked after years of not talking to them felt weird.

"She broke up with you?"

"No," Seongjuu sighed "We both agreed to it. I really don't know how she didn't hate me, I did some pretty bad stuff."

"It's okay," Jihyo reassured, moving a hand to his shoulder "I don't believe you would ever purposely hurt someone or even hurt someone." she spoke while the sound of leaves ruffling and people running was heard.

And just like in Greek tragedies, a dramatic irony happened when a bunch of people attacked the pair while using their hands to muffle both of their screams and punched and kicked around their bodies in search of something. Something that only Seongjuu knew about, but wouldn't provide answers to.

-kimwig