A very immature story I wrote for fun
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Date (Re)Published: September 25, 2021
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"I'm jealous!"
Mouth stuffed with potato chips, a noise came out from Heeyeon's mouth. Yes, Ahn Hee Yeon. That loud, tall, and that lady with a big mouth as Byulyi describes.
Byulyi shakes her head, reaching for the box of chocolate she found from her locker. It wasn't her who brought it, though. She's not even the type who'll die for chocolates. Usually, girls in her age would like it if they receive gifts as such. Who said she's one of them? She was never fond of those sweets.
"I'm not sure if you like chocolates But I hope this little present made you smile. Have a nice day, Moonstar ♡"
She finds it especially creepy, considering someone managed to open her locker wherein fact she never leave it unlocked. They didn't even bother dropping their name. Not like she cares, though.
"You can keep it." With a straight face, she gave the chocolate, to which Heeyeon, who's six months older than her, happily accepted as she squeals in delight. She's like a child. You can make her happy just like that.
"Ahh, you're so lucky!" She received an oh-so-hard slap in the arm, to which a frown immediately appeared on her brows. Gently, she massages the part where she was slapped, shaking her head as the older girl grins ever so widely. "How can you be 'this' popular?
