Onsra

1: Late Days And Awkward Encounters

3 months earlier...

"Y/N! Get out of bed right now! You are not leaving me to endure mathematics by myself today!" Your best friend yanks the covers off your head in an unforgiving manner, throwing them to the floor and pouncing on top of you. You shriek when her skinny fingers dig into your sides and start tickling mercilessly.

"Get off! I'm up, I'm up! Stop it!"

Ga-In laughs and rolls away from you, squealing when you shove her off the bed. She hits the floor with a loud thunk and pouts when you smirk at her while looking off the edge of your bed. "I told you to stop, don't give me that look." You stick your tongue out at her and she chuckles, lifting herself off the ground and pretending to smack you, "get up, lazy butt. We're already going to have to run to catch the bus." You sigh and force yourself to stand up, despite your sore muscles screaming at you to get back in bed.

A quick look in the closet shows that you're going to need to do laundry, but you make the best of it for the moment by grabbing the cleanest looking pair of jeans off the floor and spritzing them with perfume. 

You pull them on and scavenge the room for a decent shirt.

Because frick doing the wash. 

~

Ga-In is huffing and puffing next to you while the two of you practically sprint for the bus stop. Her asthma is probably kicking in, but your guessing her panting is also partly out of the rage she has for a certain someone making you both late again today. 

You start to laugh at the ridiculous situation while you truck along, backpacks flopping wildly and Ga-In clutching her skirt for dear life against the wind. People stare at the pair of you as you streak past them, apologizing if you knock into anyone. You're starting to choke because you can't breathe and run and laugh all at the same time, and Ga-In hears your giggles.

"Shut the heck up, y/n. I could literally kill you right now if I wasn't so focused on not dying." 

That sends you into another fit of hysteria and you trip on a crack in the sidewalk, slamming to the ground with enough force to make pain go shooting through your wrist. Ga-In almost trips herself when she stops abruptly to see if you're okay. She bends down and shakes her head when she sees you laughing and crying at the same time, "are you okay? Clumsy. Here, give me your hand." You reach out and take her outstretched hand, letting her pull you to your feet.

You can't decide if crying or laughing is the better way to go, so you just stick with alternating between both. The fall was painful, especially on your wrist, but the whole situation and the way you must've looked when you tripped makes you unable to stop laughing at yourself.

You look around, up, down and anywhere but your best friend while you try to blink the tears away and swallow the remaining painful giggles. Ga-In chuckles next to you, shaking her head, "really, y/n? A tiny crack in the sidewalk?" You glare at her as you wipe your eyes and shoulder your bag back into position.

"Well, we can't all be as perfect as you, Ga-In. After you." You sweep your arms out in front of you dramatically to tell her to keep walking. Ga-In bows and proceeds to skip ahead, "you know I love you, stinker."

"Well, I hate you so."

"y/n! Shut up and hurry."

"I'm coming, geez."

~

Needless to say; you miss the bus. It's only a minute until your math class starts and your professor is always strict about students being tardy, so you run with all the strength left in you as you two dodge around people crowding the college campus. You're only a few paces behind Ga-In, who's reached the door, curse her long legs, and is holding it open for you; when you run right smack into someone who was crossing your path.