Part IV: Yves's POV

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I avoided both Jinsoul and Jiwoo ever since that fateful moment in the bathroom. Jiwoo was still mad at me for telling her off that day, and didn't bother talking to me either.

Jinsoul on the other hand... well, she wouldn't leave me alone. Despite all the times I had told her off, she would slide into Jiwoo's now empty seat during mealtimes and place her hand on my thigh. She'd inch her way up my thigh and rub the outside of my shorts, right where my clit would be. And she'd whisper in my ear, "C'mon Sooyoung, I know you like me too."

Every time Jinsoul would say something like that, I could feel my face redden with embarrassment.

"I don't like you like that Jinsoul," I'd say, looking away and shoving her hand off my thigh.

Jinsoul would simply stand up, smirk, and say, "I guess I'll just have to try harder next time," and walk away, leaving me feeling ashamed and alone.

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One Saturday night, I decided I had had enough. I put on my favourite pale-pink silk blouse and white pants. I storm anxiously down the hall to Jinsoul, Jungeun, and Yerim's room. I slam my fist against the door until Jinsoul peers out. I grab the collar of her shirt, dragging her into the hallway and kiss her.

"Fine, I'll admit it Jinsoul. I do like you. I like you a lot." I let go of her and sigh. "I didn't want to say anything before because I'm still technically dating Jiwoo, but now I know what I really want. I want you Jinsoul."

Jinsoul looks me up and down and then smiles. "You got all dressed up just to tell me that you like me back?"

"Well I—I was hoping you'd want to go out to dinner with me tonight," I say, scratching my head nervously.

"Of course I would," Jinsoul grins. "Let me go put on something a little more appropriate." Jinsoul gives me a wink and walks back into her dorm room.

I wait in the hallway until Jinsoul comes out wearing a skin-right royal blue dress and sparkly silver heels. "I hope I didn't overdress," she says, winking flirtatiously, then grabbing my hand.

I blush. "N-not at all; I think you look wonderful," I say, and I mean it too. "Do you have any preference for where we eat tonight?"

Jinsoul thinks for a moment and says, "I know just the place."

We head out and I'm feeling lighter than I have in a long, long time.

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