appearance (namjoon)

14. truth or dare?

P.O.V. As weeks passed, Y/n grew closer to Yunseo and Namjoon.

Y/n pov.

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SMACK

"YAH Y/N! Why are you bothering me so much?" Joon exclaimed while rubbing his sore head and glaring at me. He deserved that. "I was just being helpful, you know?"

"How is smacking my head going to help me?" He replied with sass.

"Well... I'm just making sure that your head is ready to take in all the information for the test." I raised my arms up and widened my eyes, defending myself, landing one last smack against his head. "What kind of corrupted logic is that?"

"Hey, I just use more pressure, but massage is massage." I tried to reason. Making him mad was so fun. If there was a job for that, I probably would be qualified. "Massages feel relaxing but SMACKING DOESN'T" Namjoon lowered himself into his desk and face-palmed. "Guys, guys, GUYS, seriously, you need to focus!" Yunseo's tired voice ringed through the air. "It wasn't me, I'm not guilty." Joon paused and dropped his hands on his heart, trying to look hurt. " It was y/n!!!" He whined and pointed his finger towards me.

rUDE

"HEY, STOP FRAMING ME I WASEN-" A hand pressed against my mouth.

"LIAR SHE WAS ABUSING ME. CALL THE COP-"

"Guys! Seriously, we were supposed to be studying for the test and now you guys are bickering about the elements of a massage. Y/n, don't be sassy and plot your ass back into your chair." I shrunk like a child getting in trouble for stealing cookies. "Joon, sit your ass back down and focus on your textbook." She then languidly raised an eyebrow at us and planted her fist back onto the desk. "okay mom." joon and I silently chorused.

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"Rock, Papers, scissors, SHOOT."

"HAHAHA, I beat you~." Yunseo sang as she danced around while holding her fist up and shaking it in front of my face. I folded my arms against my chest with an arrogant expression.

No u

"Since I won this game, I get to go first."

"Fine, fine, finee." I dragged, defeated. She smiled and pressed her pointer finger to her chin. "Ok, truth or dare?" She asked with a mischievous smirk on her face. "Truth." I answered confidently as I brought out my juice pouch and took a sip.

I mean, If worst comes to worst I can always lie....

I'm a qualified liar

"Are you in love with me?" The juice spewed out of my mouth, hitting the tree trunk beside her. SOme of the juice was dripping off my chin and I continued to cough like a dying pig. "Just kidding, I was just joking." She rolled her eyes. A few other students glanced at us with disgust.

"Ok, you better have been" I managed to choke out.

Before I could wrap my head around what just happened, a raucous smack landed across my back. I jolted up at the sudden pain. My head swiveled around to only see the legs of the person. I then landed a perfect smack at the leg which earned myself a groan from the human. A smirk formed and I snatched my juice pouch, bringing it closer to the warmth. As if the person knew my signature move, a hand promptly seized my wrist, leaving me immobile before I could even spray her. My eyes lingered at the hand on my wrist and the face before I yanked the hand closer and grabbed the person. I could sense the feeling of somewhat familiar warmth and nostalgia as I snuggled closer to the squishy human.

Wait a minute

"No no" I muttered before detaching myself from the warmth. "You can't be....no you can't be. The real eunho is always too busy with school"

"Dummy, It's actually me. ME." The voice laughed at my (not-so) intelligent mind. At a slow pace, I raised my gaze at the face. A slightly tanned face paired with shoulder length black hair and thin hazel brown highlights hidden. The eyelashes were coated with a thin layer of mascara combined with the light nude/pink eyeshadow that became darker as it neared the eyes. This stunning figure stood before me. I tried to remember who she was but... no way. It couldn't have been her.

Damn she looked fit.

"Eunho?" My surprised gasp came as she shot finger guns towards me. "Of course dumbo, It's me. Your savior to life." Hearing that, I dramatically fainted as Eunho erupted into a fit of laughter. "After my finals, I now have time to hang out with you guys" She winked. Yunseo sat there eating her food as she occasionally glanced at us. Seeing her lightly frown, I rolled over to her; stray pieces of grass and petals gathered into my hair. "Here" I carefully laid a hand against her shoulder. "That is Eunho, a good friend of mine." Yunseo shyly gave her a quick wave and returned back to eating.

How quiet can this girl get?

Shrugging, I waved Eunho to come over and sit.

"Ok so as you were saying before...." I started for Yunseo.

"How about you tell me something that you never told anyone else before?" I nodded and began my story while biting into my egg sandwich.

"Well.... I had this really weird dream before." I began. Eunho and Y/n leaned forward gesturing to continue. "You guys know that I-um once tryed to suicide right?" I continued cautiously. Cautiously glancing at me, the uneasy tension filled the air. "No, but continue with your dream Hell, I dunno what happens in your fantasies." Eunho joked. "Well, in the dream, I was going to suicide... until I saw this women standing on the edge of the cliff I was heading to. Of course I was also going to suicide but I would have never expected someone else too." I paused glancing over to see their reactions. "So I just stared at her, perplexed." I continued hesitantly. "This was my opportunity to think over my decisions, like, was suicide really worth it? Yes, It was really stupid of me to just stand there and not stop that lady from suiciding. BUT after like 5 seconds of me pondering, I ran over to her and reached out for her arms. I still remember her tear stained face, all pale, eyes glistening. You could literally see the pain, the torture she had to live with. She whispered a name before she jumped off the cliff though." I whispered the last sentence. I stopped for a brief second to catch my breath and take a bite of my sandwich.

"CONTINUE. I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU ARE LEAVING US ON SUCH A LITERAL CLIFFHANGER." Eunho motioned to Yunseo and fumed.

"Coincidently, she whispered the name 'namjoon' and she even looked like him! LIKE-"

"NAMJOON? His sister maybe? Mom? Grandma?" Yunseo cutt. "Well, I'm not sure. I don't know, ok? They shared the same features." I sighed, not able to provide enough information. "Plus, this was just a dream so it doesn't matter."

"Huh, well this is definitely an interesting dream." Yunseo's awfully quiet voice mocked.

Ring

"This isn't fair! How come only I went for the truth? You guys also have to do it" I whined. "You're just the most unlucky person on Earth" Eunho snickered, leaving Yunseo nodding her head at that. I can't believe I'm friends with them sometimes.

"Ok, Yunseo let's go to class. And Eunho, I'm watching you"I pointed my fingers at my eyes and switched them to point at her. "Come more often, I miss you so much already" I laughed at how I was acting.

"Maybee"

The disrespect is real