After the disbandment of IZ*ONE, Kim Chaewon goes on to audition for a new group. She meets Huh Yunjin, who used to be her sworn nemesis turned hallway crush: but has quickly accepted her role as Chaewon's best friend.
As the years pass, Chaewon's feelings towards her loveable, energetic best friend only grow: until one day, she has to admit that she is in love with her best friend, Huh Yunjin.
But surely they could stay friends, right?
Until one drunken night, things take a completely different turn.
[PURINZ, LE SSERAFIM, MULTI-GROUP -- Mature]
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It was just the touch of a hand, and they'd held hands a million times before; yet as Chaewon looked up to finally and properly meet her eyes, Yunjin forgot how to function.
Chaewon's eyes were big, brown and full of everything Yunjin held dear. Her mouth was slightly parted, and her eyebrows furrowed in curiosity. Her eyes flickered down to their hands, and back up again- but Yunjin's eyes lingered on Chaewon's lips, and the shimmer of her teeth.
Her face grew hotter and hotter until she had to tear her eyes off her best friend. Instead, she stared at her phone on the table and tightened her grip on Chaewon's hand.
"Are you okay?" She heard her best friend's soft voice beside her.
Yunjin didn't dare look back in fear of her eyes wandering off again. "I'm fine," She replied in a whisper.
She wasn't sure if that was true.
"So, who's Chaewon murdering today?" Kazuha asks, eyes flicking to the prefects' table where Kim Chaewon sits, posture perfect, expression unreadable.
"Probably her own libido," Yunjin fires back. "I bet she's never even thought about sex. She's like celibacy, but make it Prada."
Sakura chokes on her orange juice. "She's got to be into something. Maybe girls. Maybe she gets off on confiscating lip gloss."
Eunchae's eyes go wide. "Do you think she's ever...you know..." She makes a vague, deeply unhelpful gesture under the table.
"Touched herself? Eunchae, she probably does it with gloves on so she doesn't leave fingerprints," Yunjin deadpans. The table erupts.
Sakura leans in. "Let's make it interesting. Five bucks says no one can get Chaewon to crack. Ten if you catch her checking you out, Yunjin."
"Oh, please." Yunjin grins, flicking her hair. "She probably thinks boobs are a myth. But fine, I'll play."
An original work.