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When Worlds Collide
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chapter 25.5: investigators!
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(Synopsis) Y/N had never been the type to take life for granted. You grew up with the mindset that if you wanted something, you had to work for it; So getting paired up with the university’s “Rich Bitch” Ning Yi Zhuo for your midterm was the last thing you wanted. Are you willing to step into the world of fame for an A+?
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When Worlds Collide
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Bonus: Thanksgiving!
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(Synopsis) Y/N had never been the type to take life for granted. You grew up with the mindset that if you wanted something, you had to work for it; So getting paired up with the university’s “Rich Bitch” Ning Yi Zhuo for your midterm was the last thing you wanted. Are you willing to step into the world of fame for an A+?
taglist(open): @azraism; @kimsgayness; @sewiouslyz; @winieter ; @llluvbluy ; @1luvkarina ; @everydayiloveyves ; @edamboon ; @rdfgfv ; @beawolfbealionbeyou; @manooffline; @captivq; @miujunhui
When Worlds Collide
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25. assemble!
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(Synopsis) Y/N had never been the type to take life for granted. You grew up with the mindset that if you wanted something, you had to work for it; So getting paired up with the university’s “Rich Bitch” Ning Yi Zhuo for your midterm was the last thing you wanted. Are you willing to step into the world of fame for an A+?
taglist(open): @azraism; @kimsgayness; @sewiouslyz; @winieter ; @llluvbluy ; @i06kkura; @everydayiloveyves ; @edamboon ; @rdfgfv ; @beawolfbealionbeyou; @manooffline; @captivq; @miujunhui
when worlds collide
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24. clarity.
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“Yujin, what the fuck?"
Yujin stared down at her feet in embarrassment and fear. She tensed up in preparation for the cruel words that were bound to be spewed at her.
Jimin looked fuming. Her face was bright pink, and she looked as if she were about to explode. Whether it be from anger or tears, no one could really tell. She opened her mouth and let out a chocked-up
“How could you? What’s wrong with-“
But before Jimin could finish her sentence, Y/N cut her off.
“You came up with this elaborate plan because you thought we would just abandon you?" You had tried your hardest to hold back tears, but couldn’t stop them from flowing. It was hard to wrap your head around. How could you ever possibly abandon your best friend? Just for some girl? Granted, that ‘girl’ was the beautiful, talented, and kind Yoo Jimin. Still, throwing away years of friendship seemed out of the question for you.
Yujin’s eyes shifted around. She was nervous. The three of you never sat down and had a serious conversation. It always felt like the wrong time to bring up something so serious, like it would kill the fun mood.
“I guess, yeah? You seriously don’t think you would’ve still needed me, would you? From the moment you locked eyes with Jimin, you never stopped talking about her. It was all you talked about.” Yujin let out a sigh, cringing at those past memories.
“That’s not true. What about the amusement park we went to in 10th grade? Jimin caught a fever and couldn’t go, so we went together."
“Yeah, we did. Except we couldn’t go on any rides because you were so focused on winning Jimin a giant panda plushie that by the time you won it, the park closed. You took three hours.”
“Oh… Well, what about when we volunteered to paint the school mural in 9th grade? We had fun drawing dicks on it in secret!”
“I drew them. While you gawked at Jimin playing volleyball next door, If I remember correctly, you only volunteered so that your mom wouldn’t freak out about you staying after school. And 'Watching Jimin practice' wasn’t a good enough excuse, so you dragged me into volunteering.”
“Of course, I needed an excuse to stay late; we couldn’t let Jimin walk home alone after practice."
Jimin turned to you and cocked her head to the side.
“Y/n, my dad always picked me up from school? Until I get my license?”
You paused for a second and felt your face getting hot. This whole time, you convinced yourself that you stayed late for Jimin. In reality, were you just staying late because of Jimin?
"Just face it, Y/N, our whole friendship was the Jimin show.” Yujin’s words sounded tired. It was as if she had relayed this message to herself constantly. She always knew this in her heart, and it always hurt her. Jimin’s previous anger had subsided. It was replaced with confusion. Confusion about her feelings toward Jimin. And the situation at hand.
The room was silent.
Until you began to break down. You sobbed, sitting on your dorm room sofa. Sitting around with the two people you thought meant the world to you They were your everything, and yet you had hurt them. All three of you were hurting.
Is high school supposed to be fun? The best years of your life. Yet, all three of you felt nothing but fear, pain, and anxiety. And they never felt comfortable enough to express it to each other. Is this really friendship?
You felt Jimin scoot closer to you on your right side, while Yujin got up and sat next to you on your left. They hugged you as you let out your emotions. Each one of you did.
"I got into Yale.” Both you and Yujin whipped your heads to look at Jimin.
Jimin was always a hard worker in high school, so it came to everyone’s shock when she decided to go to an in-state university. Jimin always seemed to have a bright future ahead of her. Like she could accomplish the biggest things. Everyone always expected her to go off to a big, expensive school and do something amazing with her life.
“Senior year, I got in. It was even a full ride. But I turned it down. I couldn’t think about leaving the two of you. I know everyone wanted me to do something special in life, but I couldn’t imagine doing it without the two of you. I always feel pressured, all around me. Everyone expects me to be perfect. But when I’m with the two of you, I can take a break. I can be a teenager. I can be me.”
“We would’ve moved with you!” You exclaimed, while Yujin nodded her head.
“Most definitely.”
“We could’ve gone to school in Connecticut.”
“Def not Yale, but something close.”
“Probably would’ve preferred it than you locking lips with Ning.” Yujin added. Jimin chuckled slightly and looked off to the side. Feeling embarrassed by how her one act of 'rebellion' led to disaster.
“But, Jimin, no matter what you do, we’ll always support you.” You went to her other side and gave her a tight squeeze, while Yujin stayed on the right and embraced her as well.
It seemed like everyone was venting tonight. pent-up emotions the three of you have faced for years.
“Now would’ve been a perfect time to confess my love for you, huh?” You laughed, looking at your lifelong crush.
“Nah, the rejection would’ve killed the mood.” Jimin pushed you slightly and chuckled. It felt good to joke and tease about these things.
Yujin laughed along with you two but abruptly stopped. She hung her head low again.
“Man, I really screwed things up with us, huh?"
You exchanged a glance with Jimin, both of you having a similar thought. You turned to Yujin and held her hand.
"Yeah, you did.”
“Incredibly so.” Added in Jimin.
"But it’s okay. Apparently, so did all of us. So it cancels out, right?”
Yujin perked her head up and let out a small smile.
“Yeah, that’s how math works! I learned it in geometry!”
“You slept every class?”
“Blah blah, numbers, shapes!” Yujin rolled her eyes and shrugged her shoulders. All of you could do it and laugh. Just like old times. Just like your trio always did.
“So… Can I move back in?” Yujin asked.
“No.” Jimin turned to you, confused. It seemed like everything was working out. Why the sudden decision on your end?
“How else are we getting insider information on the bitch Wonyoung?” It was clear who common enemy number 1 was. And it was time to take her down.
“You’ve got a plan, Y/N?”
“You know it!”
“Ha, yeah! Operation Take Down Bitchyoung is a go!” Yujin got up and cheered.
“You still messed up, Yujin, so we expect a lot of help on your end.”
Her cheers became slightly softer, but Yujin was still glad to be part of your life again.
Before you could grab your phone and let everyone know you finished the conversation, Jimin tackled you all onto the sofa and embraced you both.
“I love you guys.”
No matter what happened, You always had each other. It was obvious now. It’ll take some time before everything returns to its old ways. Or maybe it never will. All that matters is that you know you can count on each other, no matter what.
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(Synopsis) Y/N had never been the type to take life for granted. You grew up with the mindset that if you wanted something, you had to work for it; So getting paired up with the university’s “Rich Bitch” Ning Yi Zhuo for your midterm was the last thing you wanted. Are you willing to step into the world of fame for an A+?
taglist(open): @azraism; @kimsgayness; @sewiouslyz; @winieter ; @llluvbluy ; @i06kkura; @everydayiloveyves ; @edamboon ; @rdfgfv ; @beawolfbealionbeyou; @manooffline; @captivq
when worlds collide
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23. honesty.
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"Ok, text if anything goes wrong. Make sure your ringer is turned on. At full volume too."
"Ugh, she get’s it, Kurra; no need to go all mom mode on her."
"I can’t help but worry about her, Yunjin; she’s having the most emotional talk of her life. Should I put out a box of tissues? I should shouldn’t I….”
"I’ll be fine, Kurra, really."
It was 4:55 p.m., and your heart was pounding. It was time for an honest talk with your best friends. So things wouldn’t feel like an ambush, you all agreed it would be best to keep the conversation between you, Jimin, and Yujin. The others were close to you as well, but they didn't have the same childhood connection as the three of you. Although everyone had been hurt about Yujin’s betrayal, no one could experience more pain than you and Jimin did at this moment.
As the rest of the gang prepared to make their exit, you heard a soft knock coming from the front door.
"Huh, Yujin’s early? That’s a first." You gave a soft smile at Yunjin, who always tried to find comedy in the most serious moments; you appreciated it. Sakura walked up to the door and let in your childhood friend.
Yujin looked thinner and more pale than you remembered; it was obvious that this situation had taken a toll on her.
"You have a key?" Said Minji, pondering as to why she didn’t just let herself in since it was Yujin’s dorm as well.
"Yeah, but I felt like I needed to warn you all that I was here. It’s the least I can do."
As Yujin spoke, your fellow college friends began to exit the dorm. You knew they would all just stay in Kurra’s car, waiting for you to give the ‘OK’ text for them to come in, but you appreciated the privacy that tried to give you three.
"So, how’s living at Wonyoung’s?"
"Oh, um, nice? She has constant hot water, so that’s pretty cool."
"Dang! Minji does waste all the hot water, doesn’t she? I don’t have the heart to tell her that the rest of us can’t stand freezing cold showers, though."
"Ha, yeah."
This conversation was incredibly awkward.
Jimin cleared her throat and gestured for Yujin to take a seat on the sofa. To which Yujin humbly obliged. It was obvious she missed being in her dorm. She went right back to her usual seat on the sofa with a sigh of relief. (You and the others swore that there was a Yujin-shaped imprint in the cushion, but Yujin always argued otherwise.)
"We all know why you're here, Yujin."
"Right, Yeah… I don’t even know where to start."
“How about your secret friendship with Wonyoung, how the fuck did that even happen?”
"How about how you’re a back-stabbing weasel who made the love of my life kiss someone else in front of me?" Yujin winced at your comment and looked down at her feet. You knew that was harsh, but Yujin deserved it. She hurt you four years ago, and she hurt you four days ago. Yujin deserved to hear how upset you were.
"I’ll start from the beginning... Just, please hear me out."
"We’re listening."
Yujin took a deep breath and exhaled.
"Ok, it all started junior year."
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Junior Year, Spring Hill High
Yujin had always been an eccentric kid. She never cared about what people thought. It was obvious by the way she acted in public. Yujin was loud, energetic, and carefree. She never had to worry about people’s opinions affecting her because she knew her friends would always be by her side. Even when she let out all the tarantulas from the science lab or when she sent three kids to the hospital after a serious game of dodgeball, Y/n and Jimin defended her through it all.
"Plus 4, take THAT Jimin."
"Plus 4." Jimin slammed down her card while giving Y/N a mischievous side-eye.
"No, this can’t be." She claimed Yujin as her eyes widened once she realized that Y/N was mimicking Jimin’s grin.
"Y/n, think this through; we’re friends."
"You’re right, Yujin, plus 4." Yujin let out an ear-piercing scream. She now had to pick up eight cards. Instead of doing so, she threw all her cards on the table and then flipped the table. Yujin always had great sportsmanship.
“Ugh, Yuuuu, the gameeeee."
"The game stinks. I’m thirsty; I’m getting some drinks."
"Loser, you’re just scared about losing the game."
“I can't hear you. You’re too far away!” She scurried off, heading toward the school’s vending machine. Her friends were right, but she couldn’t just admit defeat.
Counting the coins in her pocket, Yujin skipped her way toward the vending machine’s. Before she could fully enter the room, she noticed a tall, slender figure standing in front of her. She knew that gorgeous flowing brown hair from anywhere. It was Jang Wonyoung. Her name was known all around the school.
After having a long debate with herself on whether she should disturb the goddess, which is Wonyoung, Yujin realized that she was too thirsty to even care. But before she could walk in, she heard Wonyoung whisper to herself.
"Fuck, I’m 25 cents short."
Yujin gasped. She’d never expected to hear Wonyoung curse; she always seemed so ladylike and elegant. But I guess even princesses have their off days?
Yujin’s gasp, unfortunately, was not silent. As Wonyoung whipped her head around to see who was there, Yujin didn’t have time to hide herself. She began to panic and could only let out the words:
"25 cents!"
Wonyoung cocked her head to the side, in confusion.
Yujin cleared her throat and stood up straight.
“Um, I have a quarter, if you need it? I already had so much water, I’m practically pissing myself! It should go to someone who needs it more.” Yujin grinned, showing all her teeth. She tried hard not to make it seem like she was nervous.
Wonyoung's face darkened for a second, but she quickly turned back to her princess-like smile.
"No need, gorgeous, I got it covered."
"Are you sure? Didn’t you just say you needed a quarter?"
"I’m fine. Do I look like a charity case to you? I can afford a water bottle.” Her tone was much less polite than the first time.
"Woah! I didn’t say all of that. Look, if you’re missing a quarter, you could just say that; there's no need to get all snarky. Aren’t you supposed to be like mega rich or something anyway?”
Wonyoung’s tone became even more aggressive.
"I said I can afford it. Who the fuck are you? What’s your problem? You just come up here assuming I’m poor; well, I’m not. I could probably afford your entire home with my shoes alone. So just run along, little one; stop bothering the big kids."
Yujin was taken aback. She was speechless. All she could do to retaliate was throw a quarter at Wonyoung and run away. That was her first encounter with Wonyoung, but certainly not her last.
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In fact, Yujin’s next encounter with Wonyoung happened less than 24 hours later.
She was always known to roam around the halls after school hours. Jimin would be at volleyball practice while Y/n went to tutoring, so Yujin was left alone for an hour and a half every once in a while. Sure, she could just go home. But what fun would that be? She’d rather wait for her best buddies to walk with her.
Yujin has the same route she’d walk every time she stayed alone.
First, she visited her physics class pet. Charlie the Chinchilla. She would pet him, and he’d almost always bite her. Charlie was not friendly.
This then led her to her next destination, the nurse's office! Greeting her with the same faint smile, Yujin picked up the various colored bandages to cover up her Chinchilla bite.
Lastly, she’d make her way downstairs to watch Jimin practice volleyball in the school’s gym. Heading downstairs, Yujin took her time, admiring the school’s graffiti on the stairway walls. But this time it wasn’t her usual quiet stroll downstairs. She heard various sounds coming from the 2nd-floor stairwell. Being the curious puppy she is, Yujin softly walked up the stairs to check out the high school's newest romantic entanglement.
Slightly poking her head out of the staircase, Yujin squinted her eyes and tippy-toed to get a good view. Her vision became clear, and she got a good look at the couple. Yujin’s eyes quickly went from squinted to wide-open. She gasped as she realized what she was looking at.
Was it Wonyoung and Yeonjun?
Realizing the pair that was in front of her, Yujin tripped on her own two feet and began to fall down a flight of stairs.
"Ah Fuck!"
"Who’s there? You, Werido, are you trying to get a good look for your spank bank?" Yujin recognized the voice. It was Yeonjun.
"It’s you again; you're that girl from the vending machine." There came the other voice of the pair; it was Wonyoung, and she was staring right down at Yujin.
Trying to recover from the great fall she just had, Yujin let out a stuttered:
"N-No! I promise, I just heard noises and came to see."
"That’s the literal definition of being a weird pervert.”
Yujin couldn’t find a good excuse for herself, so she did what she does best. She ran away. Straight into the second bathroom.
Quickly slamming the door behind her, she let out a deep breath of air. Yujin frantically started pacing around. What was she going to do? Surely she had seen something she wasn’t supposed to. Was Wonyoung out to get her now? She closed her eyes, thinking of the various ways she could attempt to get out of this situation, until she felt a cold, wet towel on her knee.
"That was a big fall you took; your knee’s bleeding."
Yujin quickly opened her eyes. Was Wonyoung cleaning up her knee?
"Sorry for Yeonjun’s harsh words; he’s kind of an idiot."
"No, it’s my fault; I shouldn’t have watched; it was weird."
"I probably would’ve done the same; don’t worry, really.” Wonyoung’s voice sounded sweet. It was a complete 180 from the yelling she had done at the vending machines. She had a look of sincerity on her face.
"Um, you know I won’t tell anyone about anything. But don’t you think maybe Ning should know that Yeonjun and you are... Since you guys are like best friends, and that’s her boyfriend? Maybe you can talk it out? Share custody of him? Just my opinion though, I think I’d like to know." Yujin’s words trailed off. She couldn’t even fully register what she’d seen, let alone say it in words. Yet she still felt obligated to give her opinion. It’s true that Ningning wasn’t the most kind person, but even she didn’t deserve to get backstabbed.
As Wonyoung took out a bandage to put on Yujin’s knee, she felt Wonyoung’s hands shake.
"Um, Wonyoung?" She bent down to Wonyoung’s level and saw tears in her eyes.
"I messed up. Big time, I’m such a shitty person.” Her words were spiraling out, and tears were flowing out of her eyes. Yujin didn’t know what to do.
"Oh, no, hey, you’re not. Everyone kisses their friend's boyfriend sometimes.” No, they do not.
"No, not that. This isn’t even the first time. He’s not even her boyfriend. Yeonjun’s just pretending to like her, so she’ll keep paying off his stuff.” At this point, it was obvious that Wonyoung had pent-up emotions that she needed to let out. Yujin tried to keep her reactions to herself and kept quiet so as to let Wonyoung keep talking.
"And I’m no better than he is. You know, I try to tell myself that I care about her. That Ning’s my best friend, but how can I believe that when my friendship with her didn’t even start for the right reasons? You were right, okay? I am poor. I have no money. There, are you happy? I was counting quarters and couldn’t afford a water bottle. I only yelled at you because I thought you would tell everyone, and word would eventually get to Ning. I need her in my life. Without her, I’d just be some low-level poverty case with no friends looking for a handout. After a while, I really did start seeing her as my friend. But now here I am, making out with her boyfriend. What’s wrong with me?” Wonyoung sobbed on the bathroom floor.
Yujin didn’t know what to do. Why was Wonyoung spilling her guts out to her? Was it really out of guilt?
"Listen, I’ll just forget I saw anything, really. I’ll forget the kissing Ningning’s boyfriend and the quarter thing. I promise." Yujin was hugging Wonyoung at this point. She wanted nothing more than to get out of this situation, but she couldn't just leave Wonyoung on the bathroom floor. Sure, what she did was messed up, but she had her reasons, and she clearly showed…..remorse?
"Aw, how sweet of you! You’d do that for little old me? Then how about I pay you back? Anytime you need a favor, it’s on me! Anytime sweetie." Wonyoung’s tears dried up in an instant, and her usual chipper tone came back. Almost as if nothing had happened.
Yujin never thought of a time when she would call upon the evil terror of Wonyoung, but I guess it was a nice thing to have. Besides, even if she did want to tell Ningning, would she even believe her? There's no way she’d believe Yujin over her best friend, Wonyoung.
“Ok, Deal."
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Senior Year Spring Hill High School
"No, I’m going to do it, Yujin; I’m going to confess at the graduation party."
Yujin sat against the wall outside of the school’s gymnasium, pondering back at Y/N's words toward her. She winced at the thought of Y/N getting shot down by Jimin. Their friendship was important to Yujin; she couldn’t risk breaking it apart. It was all she had.
But what could she do to fix this? She could only accept the impending doom of their trio.
"What’s wrong, cutie? You seem distressed.
Yujin turned her head to see the school’s princess. Her flowing hair was never out of place. A soft smile is always on her face.
"Oh, Wonyoung! It’s nothing. Just thinking things, I guess." She nervously chuckled; she had never really interacted with Wonyoung since that day. But Wonyoung did always greet her in the halls, much to the confusion of others.
"Sugarplum, you can talk to me. We’re secret buddies! What’s bothering you?” I guess it couldn’t hurt venting to her? I mean, she was right—you were secret buddies, technically?
"Um, well, it’s just that.... you know Jimin, right? And Y/n?"
"Your cutie-pie friends, yup!"
"Yeah, them, well, Y/N kinda, sorta, maybe has a huge ginormous crush on Jimin. And Y/N is kind of confessing at the party. I have no clue what to do, Wonyoung. I feel like I’m losing them. If Jimin rejects them, then it’ll be awkward between Jimin and Y/N. It’ll be like having divorced parents; I’ll have to choose! Either Jimin, the international superstar of Spring Hill High, who will surely make other friends in no time, Or Y/N, the known introvert, who probably only hangs out with me because she can’t be in a room alone with Jimin for more than two seconds without possibly fainting. So once Jimin’s out of the equation, they’ll have no real reason to hang out with me. On the other hand, if Jimin accepts, then I’ll be a third wheel. Always in the way of their lovey-dovey relationship. I don’t know which one is worse. Either way, it feels like I’m left all alone."
“Aw, honey, that’s quite the conundrum! How can I help? You still have a Wony favor to call in?"
"What, no? I can’t just medal in their lives."
"You sure? Offers never expiring!”
"I’m sure."
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Senior Year, Spring Hill High Graduation Party
Yujin was not sure.
It was the night of the graduation party, and she was positive that the only way to stop this rejection from happening was by getting Wonyoung involved.
She walked up to Wonyoung and uttered:
"Could I ask a favor from you?"
Wonyoung’s eyes lit up in delight.
"I thought you’d never ask Buttercup!" Wonyoung quickly grabbed onto Yujin’s hand and guided her around the party area. She led her to Ninging, where she was comfortably sitting on Yeonjun’s lap. Yujin shuttered.
"Ew, is this a charity case? Why is she here, Wony?” Ninging glanced at Yujin, looking her up and down. Wonyoung ignored her comment and dragged Ningning by the hand to a quieter part of the party.
"Ning, Yujin has something to ask you. Go ahead, buttercup!"
Yujin gulped as Ninging started her down.
"Um, could you help me? Try to save my friend from embarrassment.”
"Again, ew, why would I help trash like you?"
Wonyoung put a hand on Yujin’s shoulder.
"Yujin, don’t be so worried; I’ll tell her for you if you’re too nervous. Ningning, Yujin’s caught her friend Y/N kissing Yeonjun yesterday. I know this probably isn’t the place to tell you, but she thought you should know. She even has a perfect plan to get her back!"
Ningning’s face went from annoyed to hurt. She looked like she was about to cry. While Yujin’s face went as pale as a ghost, She didn’t expect Wonyoung to lie. Was this really the only way to save your trio?
"Is this true?” Ningning asked.
Yujin took a deep breath, but before she could answer, Wonyoung cut her off.
"I’m afraid, darling. But do you see Jimin there? Y/N's so in love with her! I bet you could break their heart just like they hurt yours. ~"
"I’ll make that bitch regret ever touching him."
Ningning walked away to throw a drink at Yeonjun’s face, then marched up to Jimin to give her the proposition. To which Jimin obliged.
Yujin watched the whole ordeal go down and felt a whisper in her ear that sent shivers down her spine. It was Wonyoung’s voice going from sweet to the same cold-aggressive tone she once used at the vending machines.
“It looks like we’re both shitty people, aren’t we? It looks like you’re stuck with me, sweetheart. ~"
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Present Time
“So, that’s how everything went down. That’s how Wonyoung and I met, and how I set up the Ningning-Jimin kiss. That’s everything I’ve kept hidden from you guys, I promise.”
“Yujin, What the fuck.”
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(Synopsis) Y/N had never been the type to take life for granted. You grew up with the mindset that if you wanted something, you had to work for it; So getting paired up with the university’s “Rich Bitch” Ning Yi Zhuo for your midterm was the last thing you wanted. Are you willing to step into the world of fame for an A+?
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22. blocked.
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(Synopsis) Y/N had never been the type to take life for granted. You grew up with the mindset that if you wanted something, you had to work for it; So getting paired up with the university’s “Rich Bitch” Ning Yi Zhuo for your midterm was the last thing you wanted. Are you willing to step into the world of fame for an A+?
taglist(open): @azraism; @kimsgayness; @sewiouslyz; @winieter ; @llluvbluy ; @i06kkura; @everydayiloveyves ; @edamboon ; @rdfgfv ; @beawolfbealionbeyou
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20. breaking news.
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(Synopsis) Y/N had never been the type to take life for granted. You grew up with the mindset that if you wanted something, you had to work for it; So getting paired up with the university’s “Rich Bitch” Ning Yi Zhuo for your midterm was the last thing you wanted. Are you willing to step into the world of fame for an A+?
taglist(open): @azraism; @kimsgayness; @sewiouslyz; @winieter ; @llluvbluy ; @i06kkura; @everydayiloveyves ; @edamboon ; @rdfgfv ; @beawolfbealionbeyou
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19. drinking game.
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"You wuss, let’s fight again!"
"Y/n, he’s passed out on the floor." Jimin stared at the tall, dark-haired boy who had passed out after having three shots of vodka.
"Ugh, Soobin’s lame!"
Almost as if he’d heard this insult from the deepest parts of his subconscious, Soon shots up and let’s out a slurred
"Am not!" Before face planting, right back onto the ground. At this point, everyone had been drinking and partying away for a while, and the party seemed to be dying down.
"Since everyone’s looking dead, how about we spice things up? Party games?" Aeri had her usual chipper tone, which was laced with mischief. The plan was to play a game of Never Have I Ever, then lean into Truth or Dare later on. Since Aeri suggested the game, she started off with the questions.
"Ok, let’s get in the circle, kiddos! I’ll go first! Never have I ever dated someone richer than me." No one in the room except Yeonjun took a drink.
"Ugh, as if. I’ll go next. Never have I ever dated someone for less than 2 weeks." Again, no one moved except Yeonjun.
"Never have I ever dated someone, then broke up with them after our English presentation."
"Never have I ever been on the school’s gossip account."
"Never have I ever cheated on my girlfriend." Ok Ningning.
"Never have I ever been over 5’10."
Ok, the questions were getting very obviously targeted. Sure, some of them may count for others, but all of them made Yeonjun take a shot. At this point, he was so wasted that he couldn’t even pick up the glass to take another shot.
"Ok, I’m totally bored. Let’s do truth or dare!"
"I don’t know, ladies, I’m a bi-" Ninging quickly cut off Yeonjun before he got the chance to escape.
"Jimin, truth or dare?"
"Truth."
"Ugh, you’re so lame. Well, how was I? My kisses are known for being unforgettable." You wanted nothing more than to tune out the conversation, but it was just a game. Having to get used to Jimin talking about other people at some point, you forced yourself to listen.
"Oh? Fine, I guess. I wasn’t really paying attention. Nice-flavored lip gloss, though."
"Cherry." Ningning smiled, seeming satisfied with her answer.
"It's my turn." Yeonjun’s words were slurred and incorrigible. The plan wasn’t for him to actually ask a question, but just get bombarded with questions. But it’ll probably seem less planned if you all let him. So you played along.
"Ok, go ahead!"
Ok, ok, ok…..Y/n. Truth or dare!" He made a cartoonish horror sound after asking.
"Hm, dare?"
"Okkk, you had a lot of talk on Twitter, huh? Put it into action, mama’s, kiss the Ningster herself." Your eyes went slightly wide; you’d only joked about kissing Ninging?
"Your girlfriend?"
"Yup. Do it." All eyes were on you at this point. I mean, I guess it’s just a game? What harm is there?
"Oh my gosh, don’t look so dramatic; come here." Before you could fully turn around, you were lip to lip with Ningning. Ning ‘Rich Bitch’ Yi Zhuo.
"Cherry." Was all you could get out after you two broke up your kiss. You were slightly red in the face and trying to put together what just happened. You looked at your friend Jimin for reassurance of what had just happened, and she could only offer a slight thumbs up. While Aeri could only hide her giggling face.
"Woah! I love parties!" Said the drunk man.
"Ok, my turn then. Yeonjun, truth or dare." Jimin’s eyes were fixated on Yeonjun, ready to ask her question.
"Truth, I can’t pick dare; I got my lady here."
"How was your kiss with Wonyoung? In high school? " There it was, the million-dollar question of the night. Ever since your conversation with Ningning, it was clear Wonyoung was hiding something. If he hadn’t really gotten together with Giselle, then why would Wonyoung lie? The answer was clear.
"Oh, chick’s got wicked tongue action! Blaming it on Gigi was such a crazy thing to do, though. Guess she couldn't afford to lose my Boo-bear Ningning as a friend. I still feel bad for Giselle. I hope she’s doing okay."
"Yeonjun, I’m right here." Giselle waved her hands in front of his face, but it was clear that he was ready to end this night. Yeonjun laid down in Ningning’s lap and fell asleep.
"At least we got enough information out of him." Said a stunned Jimin.
Ningning could only look down at Yeonjun’s sleeping face. She opened her mouth and let out an anger-filled whisper.
“That fucking cunt. Wonyoung’s going down.”
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(Synopsis) Y/N had never been the type to take life for granted. You grew up with the mindset that if you wanted something, you had to work for it; So getting paired up with the university’s “Rich Bitch” Ning Yi Zhuo for your midterm was the last thing you wanted. Are you willing to step into the world of fame for an A+?
taglist (open): @azraism ; @kimsgayness ; @sewiouslyz ; @winieter ; @llluvbluy ; @i06kkura ; @everydayiloveyves ; @edamboon ; @rdfgfv ; @beawolfbealionbeyou
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18. bingo babe!
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;; Ignore that i misspelled Soobin in one of the slides, I'm too lazy to fix it <3
(Synopsis) Y/N had never been the type to take life for granted. You grew up with the mindset that if you wanted something, you had to work for it; So getting paired up with the university’s “Rich Bitch” Ning Yi Zhuo for your midterm was the last thing you wanted. Are you willing to step into the world of fame for an A+?
taglist (open): @azraism ; @kimsgayness ; @sewiouslyz ; @winieter ; @llluvbluy ; @i06kkura ; @everydayiloveyves ; @edamboon ; @rdfgfv ; @beawolfbealionbeyou
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17.5 ning yi zhuo.
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Spring Hill High, Freshman Year, 7 years ago.
A 14K diamond necklace around her neck and a 24K pleated gold brooch on her uniform blazer. Silky brown hair all the way to her lower back always straightened, never a hair out of place. All eyes stared at her as she walked down the school’s corridor. She had a small, polite smile and sat near the front of the auditorium. Whispers could be heard all around her.
‘Is that Ning Yi Zhuo? Isn’t her family, like, super rich?’
‘Yeah! I heard her family signal-handily fund and build half of the school’
‘No wonder she’s so pretty; she can afford it’
Ningning was a known name around town; she was popular everywhere she went. She was popular, but not liked.
Ningning learned the hard way that to keep her life happy, she needed to keep a small circle. At the moment, this circle had a total of 0 members. That was pretty small!
It’s not that she didn’t enjoy the company—quite the contrary—but it was hard to see who wanted her for her friendship and who wanted her for money.
To keep things at bay, she’d wave and have small talk with anyone who asked, but when it came to hanging out outside of school, she’d always refused. Going to the mall or to dinner always brought up the subject of money. Since Ningning had an abundance of money, her friends always felt entitled to it just because they were friends with her. It would start arguments when she refused to pay for everything, thus ending her friendships. Friendships that were her everything fell apart so easily. Had anyone actually wanted to be friends with her? Or did they just want her money? It was a story that repeated itself over and over, but that was going to stop in high school; she’d keep her distance from everyone. It was her goal.
That is until a certain raven-haired boy came creeping into her life.
"Yeonjun, Park Yeonjun. And who do I have the honor of speaking too?"
Unlucky for Ningning, she had become chemistry lab partners with the most social boy in all of Spring Hill High.
"I’m surprised you don’t know. It’s Ning Yi Zhuo, but just call me Ningning."
"Ning Yi Zhuo, huh? It does sound familiar. Well, what does it matter? You’re stuck with me all year, Ningning; get used to seeing this pretty face all day." Ningning rolled her eyes and gave him a small smile.
"Aw, come on, princess, I can spot a fake smile from miles away. You don’t have to pretend to like me. It’s fine if you don’t; I’ll convince you otherwise eventually." Ningning’s smile didn’t drop, but she did feel herself giggle. It had been a while since she had genuinely laughed at someone’s joke. She had to stop herself, though. Ningning couldn’t get close to someone else. But it’s just one class a day with him. There was no way she’d become friends with Yeonjun.
And Ningning was right. She didn’t become friends with Yeonjun. They became so much more than that.
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Meeting Yeonjun brought Ningning into a whole new world. One filled with adventure and curiosity. One where she didn’t have to force herself to be introverted for the sake of her happiness, she could be extroverted and happy without fear.
Day after day, he would come into class and tell her wild stories, half of which Ningning had been certain were fake, but that he only told her so he could see her smile. And laugh. Yeonjun always made her laugh.
One day, while walking out of the cafeteria on her way to eat her lunch outside, Ningning was stopped by two girls. One had long, flowing brown hair with a mole under her eye.
"Heard you’re getting chummy with our Yeonjun?" Both girls stared at Ningning, waiting for a response. She awkwardly shifted her eyes in confusion, but before she got the chance to explain herself, the other girl next to her with bangs began to laugh.
"Wonyoung, come on! You’re scaring her! Listen, she’s kidding. We don’t care what’s going on with you and Yeonjun; just know he won’t shut up about you."
"Ugh, it’s so annoying; you’re all he talks about, Ning. Just go out with him so we can have lunch in peace! Right, Aeri?" The girl with bangs, Aeri, nodded her head and giggled.
Ningning blushed at the thought.
"Aw, are you shy? Tell you this: Let’s go out together as a group. You could get a feel for him and see if you like him before making a move. I’m sure you’ll have fun!" Ningning didn’t want to go out with these strangers, but she did want to go out with Yeonjun. So she agreed, and it was the best decision she had ever made.
The group of four first went roller skating. It was Ninging’s first time ever rollerskating, and she learned the hard way that it wasn’t easy to grasp on the first try. With each fall came further frustration from Ningning. All she could do was watch as her friends laughed and had fun. While she lay on the floor alone, After falling down for the fifth time, she saw a hand extended out to her.
"Here, grab on to me. It’ll be easier this way; if we both fall, we fall together! Totes less embarrassing." Ningning held onto Giselle tightly, and the two of them skated together. Aeri never left Ninging’s side the whole afternoon, and if she fell, then Aeri fell right with her. It was comforting. Is this what genuine friendship is like?
After hours of skating, everyone was beat and decided to have lunch. Banter and jokes flew around the table; Wonyoung even told some embarrassing stories about Yeonjun. It was a blast! Once the check finally came, Ningning felt shivers down her spine. This is when the argument always happened. Were these new-found friends going to dump the check on her? Were they going to use her like everyone else did?
"I got it covered; it’s on me, babes!" Aeri called out.
"Oh, I can pay for my..."
"Nah, don’t worry about it; I have money for days." It was true that the Uchinaga family was rich.
"Just let the sugar mommy pay for our lunch; it’s the least she can do for forcing you here today!" Yeonjun shined a bright smile at Ningning and winked at Giselle.
"Aw, you think of me as a mother?"
Ningning laughed. Maybe this friendship wouldn’t be so bad. Maybe she’d finally found people who liked her, for her.
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Spring Hill High, Junior Year
Ningning started her day like no other. She got dressed and ready for school. She had her personal chef make her breakfast, and she got in her personal driver's car. It was not a typical day for anyone else, but for Ningning, this was normal.
It wasn’t until she heard frantic whispering all around the halls at school that she knew something had happened. Before she got the chance to look for her friends, she was dragged by her arm into the janitor’s closet. After adjusting to the dim lighting of the room, Ningning realized it was her friend Wonyoung who dragged her in.
"Listen, I’m going to tell you something. You gotta promise me you won’t freak out."
"Wony, you’re scaring me; what’s up?"
"Ok, um, so yesterday I was in student council helping plan for Spirit week, and someone needed to bring the printed setlist to the principal's office. I volunteered, of course, since I hate being on student council. The president’s always so creepy and so boring. You know he went on a 10-minute tangent about-"
"Wonyoung, focus."
"Right, sorry. I got everything together and made my way to the principal's office, but on my way there, I heard someone making out at the bottom of the fourth-floor staircase. Anytime I hear love in the air, I just have to investigate! So, I made my way up and hid to see if I could get a good look at the lovebirds, and...
"And…"
"Ningning, it was Giselle and Yeonjun."
Ningning’s world had fallen apart. Her eyes quickly welled up with tears, while her brain still hadn’t fully comprehended the conversation. Her best friend and her boyfriend were fucking?
Her happiness, which she had tried so hard to keep, had been shattered. There are no good people in this world. At least not to Ningning. Not anymore.
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"You fucked Giselle?" Ningning’s voice roared throughout the hallway. Her targets were right in sight.
"Ning, what are you talking about?"
"Oh, don’t act all innocent. I thought we were friends. I trusted you. Am I just someone you can toy with until you don’t want me anymore? Or were you just using me to get close to Yeonjun? Be honest."
“Ningning, I don’t know-“
"Wonyoung’s telling the truth, Babe. I’m so sorry. Just give it up, Giselle; it’s true. We messed around behind Ning’s back." Yeonjun looked sorrowful as he admitted to his "infidelity".
Giselle’s face had been twisted and turned in confusion. But Ningning didn’t give her the chance to speak. Why had Yeonjun confessed to something that didn’t take place? Why wasn’t Ningning listening to her?
"We’re so done. I’ll make sure you pay for this. You’ll regret ever crossing Ning Yi Zhuo."
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(Synopsis) Y/N had never been the type to take life for granted. You grew up with the mindset that if you wanted something, you had to work for it; So getting paired up with the university’s “Rich Bitch” Ning Yi Zhuo for your midterm was the last thing you wanted. Are you willing to step into the world of fame for an A+?
taglist (open): @azraism ; @kimsgayness ; @sewiouslyz ; @winieter ; @llluvbluy ; @i06kkura ; @everydayiloveyves ; @edamboon ; @rdfgfv
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17. anxiety.
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"Are you going to fucking stare at me all day, or are you going to start speaking?"
Ah, that’s what Aeri meant by "you’ll know."
You start to clear your throat and formulate your thoughts. While you think, Giselle starts the conversation.
"Y/n and I aren’t dating." Oh! Okay! I guess that’s how we’re starting things.
"Ugh, Obviously. You two barely know each other?"
"Don’t act like you knew already, Ning; weren’t you the one who ran away crying?" That didn’t take very long for the conversation to go south. You weren’t going to let this meeting go to waste, so you tried to regain control of the conversation.
"Okay! Let’s just calm down a bit. How about we start off with a positive conversation? I’ll start. Ningning, I’m sorry if you felt offended or betrayed in any way by me hanging out with Giselle. It wasn’t my intention. There, now, does anyone else want to give it a try?" Both parties at the table remained silent. Ningning had an angry scowl, while Giselle was smiling brightly.
"Apology accepted? Is that what you want me to say? Listen, it doesn’t matter what I think anyway; in a week we’ll go back to being strangers. Unfortunately, I’ll be stuck with this obsessive stalker for life, but you and I, Y/N, won’t stay in contact." Ouch. It was obvious that you and Ningning didn’t have the same social circle, and you definitely didn’t plan on staying close to her after the presentation, but did she have to be so rude about it?
"You know, I am curious about one thing, though. How did someone like you end up in contact with someone like you?" She meant Giselle when referring to it, and you knew that. You gave Aeri an apologetic look, and she just returned a bright smile. I guess it didn’t phase her; I mean, she has dealt with Ningning for years.
"I messaged her on Twitter. I felt like we had something in common and could be friends."
"In common? What being backstabbing bitches? Aw, the BB club, cute!"
"Nah, being framed for being buddy buddy with your boy toy."
"Okay! Things seem to be getting out of hand." Like usual, you’re cut off by Ninging.
"How dare you? You’re still lying after all these years? When are you just going to own up to being a slut? It’s getting pathetic. How many times do I have to tell you that Wonyoung told me what you did? Yeonjun even admitted to it."
"How many times do I have to tell you she’s lying?"
"Give me one good reason Wonyoung would lie about that. She’s my best friend."
"So was I. So, why didn’t you believe me?" The room was silent. Ningning's face softened, while Giselle's bright smile faded. You awkwardly cleared your throat and began to speak. Might as well get your thoughts out now before you get cut off again.
"I know you have no reason to trust Giselle or me. I get it. But what if we could prove it to you? Prove that Giselle’s innocent."
"And how do you plan on doing that?"
"Well, in this story, the only people involved are you, Giselle, Wonyoung, and Yeonjun. We’ve gotten 1/4 sides of the story. If you tell us your side of things, we'll already have half of the story together. If we can just get the other half, I’m sure we’ll be able to prove Giselle right."
"What does it matter if I tell you my perspective? It'll just be the same as Wony's since she told me about the cheating. Go ahead, chat it up with Wonyoung and Yeonjun. Why should I stop you? Why even tell me your plan in the first place?" Ningning began packing her things and signaled to her driver that she was ready to go.
Giselle rolled her eyes and responded.
"Ning, you know getting to Wonyoung isn’t going to be easy. We’ll need your help. Please. Just tell us, what did Wonyoung tell you?"
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(Synopsis) Y/N had never been the type to take life for granted. You grew up with the mindset that if you wanted something, you had to work for it; So getting paired up with the university’s “Rich Bitch” Ning Yi Zhuo for your midterm was the last thing you wanted. Are you willing to step into the world of fame for an A+?
taglist (open): @azraism ; @kimsgayness ; @sewiouslyz ; @winieter ; @llluvbluy ; @i06kkura ; @everydayiloveyves ; @edamboon ; @rdfgfv
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16. loved.
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“You think she’ll care if I eat her jello?”
“Yunjin, she’s laying down on a hospital bed.”
“So, no?”
Slowly opening your eyes, you feel a huge rush of pain. Where were you? How’d you get to a hospital?
“She’s awake! Oh, thank Jesus. Y/N, baby, are you okay?” It was the nurturing sound of your mother, Sakura—not a literal mother, but she’s a mother figure to you.
“I feel like shit. What happened?”
“You almost died, Y/N. You’ve never been so irresponsible with your allergies; didn’t you check the ingredients before ordering? Or see the giant peanut sign on the menu?”
“Ugh, Kurra, give her a break. Who could focus on any of that with Ning-bitch staring at us the whole time?” You could only guess that voice belonged to your partner in crime, Yunjin.
“Fine, I’ll give you a pass this time. But be more careful next time, okay?” You could only nod your head at Sakura. You were too busy thinking about your restaurant experience prior to almost dying. Waves of memories came crashing at you after Yunjin mentioned Ningning. All the chaos and arguments. Your fight with Ningning. Your fight with Jimin. And your total make-out session with Giselle It was just a peck, but you have to find at least one positive in your restaurant experience.
Wait, your fight with Jimin
“Where’s rina?” Your heart pounded at the thought of seeing her. You didn’t exactly get to explain yourself, and as much as you wanted to avoid her, you knew it was best to talk.
“She went back to the dorms, and Aeri and Minji went back with her. Y/N, I don’t exactly know what’s happening, but you gotta talk to her. She’s hurting.” Your heart went from a fast-paced beating to a sudden drop. Jimin’s always been tough; she almost never cried. The only time you saw her shed tears was when her pet fish, Naveis, died freshman year. So the fact that you, out of all people, someone who’s supposed to be her best friend, had hurt her made you feel horrible.
“Kurra, you mentioned Aeri and Minji, and Yunjin and you are here, so where’s Yujin?” You could only think of your best friend’s reaction to all of this. She’d always been against the thought of Jimin and you being together. She didn’t want you to get hurt. Yet here you were hurting Jimin instead.
“She went off with her princess and Yeonjun. Something feels a bit off about her though, y’know? Kurra and I have been trying to figure it out, but what did Ning mean when she brought up Yujin?” You pondered for a second. Trying to think back to the venomous words Ningning had spit at you.
‘Did you get your little friend Yujin to help you? You’re such a fucking freak for playing the long game. I bet you found it funny when I kissed Jimin at our graduation party, huh? Like it was all part of your plan?’
Huh, what did she mean by that?
“Let’s focus on that later, okay? Let’s just get you discharged and home.” Sakura was right. You had to get home, not just to get out of this hospital, but to speak to Jimin.
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Here you were, standing outside the door to your apartment. You didn’t know what to expect when walking in. Were you in for round two with Jimin? Is Minji going to ask another painfully awkward question? Are you going to spontaneously make out with Giselle? Hah, you wished.
Dang it, Y/N; no time for jokes. Brace yourself.
You held your breath as Yunjin began to open the door.
“Honey’s, we’re home!” The sound of frantic running is heard. You immediately locked eyes with Jimin.
“Jimin I’m so-“
“What the fucks the matter with you?” You’re held in a tight embrace. To the point where you struggled to breathe. Or maybe it was from the previous allergy attack. Either way, you felt a wave of relief come rushing over you. Maybe Jimin wasn’t upset at you?
“Y/n, when you’re in trouble, you come to me. I don’t care if the issue is about me. I don’t care if the issue is me. That’s what makes us so special; we’re close.” Jimin let go of her embrace with you. You stared at her; she was slightly tearing up.
"Jimin…. I’m sorry. I wanted to tell you, I did; I was just scared. I thought if you rejected me, we wouldn’t be friends. I didn’t want to ruin our special bond. Our perfect trio. I never meant to hide it from you, really.” Everyone else in the room slowly tiptoed away to give you two some space. You knew they would be next door with their ears pressed against the wall, but you still appreciated their effort.
You took a deep breath and exhaled. You kept her gaze, staring straight at your friend.
“Jimin, I like you. I always have. Since freshman year, when we locked eyes, I knew you would be someone special to me. And I was right, you are.”
Holding your breath, you closed your eyes. You had waited for this moment for 7 years.
“Y/n, I don’t feel the same way.”
There it is. You were rejected. Your heart sank, and your body deflated. Your longtime crush has just rejected you.
“But that doesn’t mean I don’t want you in my life. I don’t care if it’s my best friend, classmate, or secret admirer. I need you in my life, Y/N. We’re-“
“Best friends.” You finished her sentence for her. You can’t help but let your tears fall. But they weren’t tears of sadness. You were happy. Happy that you didn’t have to live your life in fear of Jimin finding out about your crush, fear of rejection, or fear of breaking up your friend group. You were in love with Jimin, but you also loved Jimin. Not just as a crush, but as a best friend. She was always there for you when you needed her. You also couldn’t imagine a life without her.
Both of you were crying at this point and holding each other tight. You only broke out of your trance at the sounds of sniffles heard around the corner.
“You bunch of ease-droppers, get in here!”
Frantic running can be heard once again. Everyone joined in for a tight group hug.
“Man, I love you guys.”
Everyone laughed at Aeri’s words, since you barely knew her. But at this moment, it didn’t really matter. Everyone you cared about was in this room.
And you sure did love them all.
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At Wonyoung’s apartment.
“Hah, what a total shitshow!"
“Shouldn’t you be checking up on your girlfriend, Yeonjun?”
“Nah, she’s got her group of sharks by her side; if I step one foot near them, they’ll probably eat me alive.”
Yujin sighed. She glanced down at her phone to see a text from Sakura.
‘Y/n’s fine.’
Yujin’s sigh of annoyance turned into one of relief. Her best friend was okay.
“Aw, honey, I’m guessing you have good news. I told you Y/N would be fine; always trust me.”
Wonyoung giggled and pet Yujin’s head. She leaned into her table and took a bite of leftover cake.
“You know, they really ought to specify the design between the peanut-free option and the peanut-filled option. It would be a shame if someone got them mixed up.” Wonyoung sighed, staring at the cake in front of her.
“This cake would've tasted so much better with peanut oil; what a shame.”
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(Synopsis) Y/N had never been the type to take life for granted. You grew up with the mindset that if you wanted something, you had to work for it; So getting paired up with the university’s “Rich Bitch” Ning Yi Zhuo for your midterm was the last thing you wanted. Are you willing to step into the world of fame for an A+?
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15. double trouble.
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“Holy shit, Wonyoung’s coming; phones down." With Yunjin’s frantic words came even more frantic movement from the whole table. Everyone scurried to put their phones away so that it wouldn’t look like they were texting each other on purpose. That would be rude.
“Hey, babe~ How’s the food? Isn’t it delicious?” Wonyoung’s voice is always sweet, like honey; it felt like eating cotton candy with how light yet sweet she sounded. If you hadn’t known her, you’d be shocked to know that she hung out with a vicious dog like Ningning.
“It’s actually pretty good; we should come here more often!”
“Let’s call it a date then! And a hello to all you lovely ladies! Sorry for interrupting; I just needed to say hi to my baby.”
“Oh, it’s not trouble. It’s perfectly understandable to say hi to your girlfriend when you guys coincidentally meet up at the same restaurant. You’re never a bother, Wonyoung.” It was pretty weird that you all ended up at the same restaurant, but they did just open. It’s understandable for a bunch of college kids to go to the first place offering free food.
Wonyoung walked away, and everyone’s phones went right up again. Both tables were frantically texting, and the whole ambiance of the restaurant was awkward. Even strangers could pick up the tension. It didn’t take a rocket scientist to realize both tables were texting about each other. The glances at each other every 10 seconds gave it away.
Giselle was the first one to break the silence.
“Aw, you got some cake on you; let me wipe it off." She wiped off the frosting next to your lip and licked it off her finger. Everyone at your table stared at you two in awe and confusion.
“Y/n, what the fuck?” whispered a very confused Jimin.
“Just go with it, please.”
No one understood what was happening except you and Giselle, which is understandable since your plan was made in the study room yesterday.
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17 hours prior, in the library’s study room.
“Why would she think Wonyoung would lie about that?”
You felt your jaw drop and your eyes widen. Is Giselle insinuating what you think she is?
“Well, if you don’t mind me asking, is the rumor true? Did you hook up with Yeonjun Giselle?” She could be lying to you, but you might as well ask. You were too curious about where this story was going to even care if she might be lying.
“No, I didn’t. I’d never cross Ning like that; we’re besties. Well, we were besties.”
“Then, why would Wonyoung lie about something like that?”
“That’s what I’m trying to figure out, and that’s where you come in. Wonyoung would never spill her secrets, and especially never to you. But if we were to keep her distracted enough, we could get some info from everyone else.”
“But why me? I’m sure Jimin or anyone else would be a better choice.”
“It’s simple; you’re the only one who can keep Ning distracted long enough for us to even get to Wonyoung. Everyone else is a breeze, but Ning’s tough; they’re glued against the hip.”
“Me?” In your mind, Ningning hated you.
“Haven’t you noticed? Ning’s tame around you. She does that for no one else. I don’t exactly know why, but she considers you human. Everyone else just happens to be a bunch of roaches that she’s ready to squash. Not you, though.”
“Ok, well, how would I even distract her?”
“That’s where I come along, my little kitten. Ning hates me enough for ‘stealing’ Yeonjun; imagine her fury when she sees the two of us together. Not just in a friendly way, but together.”
“It’ll be like you ’stole’ me from her, like you 'stole’ Yeonjun.”
“Bingo-bingo, my friend.”
“Ok, let’s do it. Let's fake a date.”
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Present Day at ‘Le Dessert’ Cafe
The plan wasn’t supposed to take effect so fast, but I guess now’s a perfect opportunity. You couldn’t really tell your friends that you were fake dating; it had to be as believable as possible. It did make you blush a bit, which in some sense makes things more believable but also way more embarrassing.
You wanted nothing more than to turn around and see the look on Ningning's face, but you had to play it cool. That is, until a certain honey-voiced princess came skipping back to your table.
“Omg, I just had the best idea! We’re all friends, aren’t we? Why don’t we combine tables? Then I can be close to my baby. What do you say? You wouldn’t have any objections, would you?”
Fucking shit. No way is Wonyoung on to your plan already? She knows Ningning wants nothing more than to maul Aeri’s eyes out, and bringing Yeonjun to sit at the table with us? Even worse. What’s her plan? You could feel your heart beating faster and faster as the table stayed silent. It wasn’t until you felt another hand on top of yours that you calmed down. You turned to the source, and Giselle was giving you a reassuring nod. Right. Breathe. If this was part of Wony’s game, you could play better.
“We’d love that, Wonyoung! Hey Ningning, let’s pair tables.” You turned to her and gave her your biggest smile. Behind it was true fear as to what could come of this, but you had to look confident. You will make your plan work.
Ningning gave you a death stare but simply scoffed and began to move tables.
That’s it? After glaring daggers at you all day, she’s just going to move without a fight? Fine.
There was an awkward shuffling of tables, and everyone got settled into their slightly cramped seats. The tension in the room seems to have gotten even worse. Now, everyone is face-to-face; no one could hide behind their phones.
“So, this place is pretty cool, am I right, ladies?” Can this prick Yeonjun shut up?
“Yeah, pretty good food, I guess.” At least Yunjin was trying to converse; you could tell her, along with all your friends, had been incredibly confused about things. You wanted nothing more than to explain to them, but you couldn’t risk jeopardizing the plan.
The awkward silence was quick to return.
“I hear half of you knew each other in high school! What was that like?” You couldn’t fault Minji for asking such a painfully awkward question, but in her defense, she’s barley in the group chat enough to know. The body language of everyone who went to Spring Hill High became very tense. Everyone straightened their posture and avoided eye contact with each other. It was Giselle who finally broke the tension once again.
“I couldn’t tell you; I transferred out before senior year.”
“Sure, ‘transferred.’”
“What was that, Ning?”
“Nothing. Just that, I don’t consider getting shipped off to a rehabilitation center as ‘transferring’, but whatever.”
“Ok guys, can we just be civil?” You tried diffusing the situation, but all it got you was a death stare from Ningning.
“She asked a question; I’m giving more context to Aeri’s answer.”
“Ok. That’s fair.” That’s all you managed to get out; you didn’t want to argue. You knew you would be getting nowhere if you continued.
“High school was pretty chill; my lovely lady and I here dated. I guess you can say fate brought us back together, right?” Yeonjun completely washed over any negative aspect of him and Ningning’s relationship and made it sound like they just drifted apart, then reconciled in college. The thing is, he couldn’t even bring himself to make eye contact with anyone else at the table other than Ningning. It was almost like he wanted her reassurance that they were in love, or more specifically, that she loved him. All he got in response was an eye-roll from Ningning and an “awe” from Wonyoung. It was a tough crowd for someone like him.
Trying to avoid Minji’s painfully awkward question, you took a bite of your cake, enjoying it. What was in this cake that made is so delicious? You couldn’t get enough!
“Oh no, you got more cake on you! Let me get it off.”
You prepared yourself to have cake wiped off your face again, except that’s not what happened.
The cake was off your lips but is now plastered on Giselle’s, or was until she licked it off. You sat up in shock. Giselle just kissed you. I guess couples do kiss, even fake ones, but could she have given you a warning? Before you could respond or even turn your face, a voice came blaring from the table.
“Ok, what the fuck was that?” It was Jimin.
“Oh, Y/N didn’t tell you? We decided last night we had a lot in common, so why not start dating? We look totally cute, don’t you think?”
The look on Jimin’s face quickly turned from confusion to hurt. Along with Ningning, who just stared at you,
“What happened to ‘You don’t know her, she doesn’t go here’” You forgot you texted Jimin that.
“What happened to ‘it didn’t mean anything when I hung out with Giselle’” You also forgot to text Ningning that. Ok. Double trouble. You have got to start reading your text more thoroughly before sending them.
“Look, I can explain." Before you even got another word out, Ningning had already begun spitting poison.
“What’s your fucking problem, Aeri? Huh? What problem do you have with me that you can't resist stealing from me? Are you that fucking obsessed with me? First you fucked my boyfriend four years ago; now you're crawling back for more? When will it end? You’re sad, pathetic, and lonely. Go fuck yourself.”
The room was silent. The restaurant was silent.
“Ningning-“ She was quick to cut you off again.
“And you. What’s your problem? I confided in you. I told you how I felt after I got cheated on. I thought you would understand, but it turns out you're just a mega-bitch like everyone else. Was anything you told me even true? If you’re already dating this tramp, did you ever really like Jimin? Or was that a lie just to get on my good side? Did you get your little friend Yujin to help you? You’re such a fucking freak for playing the long game. I bet you found it funny when I kissed Jimin at our graduation party, huh? Like it was all part of your plan? Let’s all laugh at Ningning! Well, not anymore. Fuck you. Goodbye.”
With that, Ningning stormed out; half-way through her meltdown, she had started crying. She was too focused on her words to even notice. Her group of friends were quick to follow along, except Yeonjun and Wonyoung, who remained at the table.
Before you even get to process what had just happened, round two was already brewing up.
“You... like me, Y/N? Is that what this is all about? Why’d you feel the need to lie? Did you not trust me enough to tell me? You decided to lie to me for our entire fucking friendship; are you serious? I told you that we could talk about anything; why couldn’t you talk to me about this?” Jimin was red in the face, slightly tearing up and choking on her words.
Speechless. That’s all you were. You couldn’t think of a response. Overwhelmed, you couldn't think of anything. Your throat began to close up more and more, feeling your body become heavier. You gave into the weight and collapsed onto the ground. Before your eyes fully close, all you hear is Sakura’s panicked voice:
“Is there peanut oil in this cake? Y/N’s has a peanut allergy! Fuck, I’ll get her epipen pen; call an ambulance!”
Everything faded into black.
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(Synopsis) Y/N had never been the type to take life for granted. You grew up with the mindset that if you wanted something, you had to work for it; So getting paired up with the university’s “Rich Bitch” Ning Yi Zhuo for your midterm was the last thing you wanted. Are you willing to step into the world of fame for an A+?
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smau non!idol ningning x reader
14. free dessert
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(Synopsis) Y/N had never been the type to take life for granted. You grew up with the mindset that if you wanted something, you had to work for it; So getting paired up with the university’s “Rich Bitch” Ning Yi Zhuo for your midterm was the last thing you wanted. Are you willing to step into the world of fame for an A+?
taglist (open): @azraism ; @kimsgayness ; @sewiouslyz ; @winieter ; @llluvbluy ; @i06kkura ; @everydayiloveyves ; @edamboon
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13.5 bathroom meetings.
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Turning off her phone, Jimin sighed in defeat. She knows everyone’s not avoiding her on purpose, but it kind of felt that way. She wasn’t going to have a nice dinner outside, but she didn’t want to lock herself inside on a nice Wednesday night. So she decided on the next best thing.
Let’s trespass on school grounds after hours.
Normal people wouldn’t think to do this, but Jimin was different. She wanted to do nothing more than rebel against her goodie-two-shoes image, so she committed crimes on the low. Not actual illegal ones, just minor crimes like ‘trespassing’ at a school she pays to live in.
Let’s see where to break into first! I could walk into the chemistry lab and mix all of the labels. Yeah, that’s evil enough; let’s do it.
Like I said, they weren’t illegal crimes. Just inconveniences that Jimin thought were ‘evil.’ She didn’t have much experience being a bad kid, so this is as good as she’s going to get.
Before Jimin could step foot into the lab, the sound of crying could be heard in the science department bathrooms. Who could be here at this hour? She knocked softly so as not to startle the clearly distressed individual.
“Get the fuck away; can’t you see it’s occupied?" That voice was distinct. There was none like it. Ningning was in the bathroom, and she was crying?
“….Ning? It’s Jimin, are you okay?”
“I said get AWAY.” Jimin didn’t flinch; she was used to this. She went to high school with Ning, so she wasn’t afraid of her. At the moment, she was just concerned as to why someone as tough as Ningning could be crying alone in a bathroom. Jimin sat down outside the bathroom, back against the metal steel door.
“Hey, If you want to talk, we can. I know you probably don’t want to tell a random stranger about your issues; that’s fine with me. But you know I’m good with a secret. You can talk to me.”
Jimin felt her back slightly fall as the door creaked open.
“I’m not telling you because we’re friends, but I am telling you because I have no one else I can trust.” Ningning’s words sounded rude as usual, but her sorrowful tone from crying was heard. It made Jimin’s heart ping; no one deserved to feel how Ningning felt at this moment.
“The stupid gossip site posted. Your little friend and my ex-bitch are besties now. What the fuck, man. What did I do to deserve this? I’m the one who got cheated on. So why does everyone feel bad for Giselle?” She began tearing up even more. Jimin had been bewildered by the fact that Y/N was hanging out with Giselle. Why had she lied to her? They had mentioned it was a friend Jimin didn’t know, but that clearly wasn’t the case. Nonetheless, she’d focus on that later. All Jimin’s attention is on Ningning now.
“No way is Ning Yi Zhuo letting two freaks get the better of her.”
Sorry Y/n.
“The same Ning Yi Zhuo who got our finals canceled by rigging the lottery so that our principal won? The same Ningning who passes every school year with a 4.0 GPA yet doesn’t show up to any class? There's no way you’re going to let two people hurt you like this. That stupid school blog stinks anyway; they don’t even get the full story of things! I’m sure Y/N meant no harm in what she did. Trust me, I know her. She’d never hurt you on purpose.”
The room was silent, all that could be heard were the crickets, and the cool wind breeze. Jimin meant every word. She trusted Y/n. Sure she lied about who she was meeting up with, but it was surely for a good reason. That's something you're certain of. Ningning looked away as if she were deep in thought. She quickly dried away her tears and stood up.
“Whatever, I can do way better than those two freaks. I can literally buy their houses and still have money left over to splurge. Later loser.” There she was, ‘Rich Bitch’ Ningning. Before she fully stepped foot out the door, she turned back.
“Thanks, Jimin.” Then she walked away.
And so there goes Jimin’s Wednesday night. Maybe she’ll continue her ‘evil’ activities another day. For now, she’ll get some food and head home. Still, she can’t shake the feeling that the conversation will be important later. She’d probably never cross paths with Ningning again, so why does she feel like this?
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(Synopsis) Y/N had never been the type to take life for granted. You grew up with the mindset that if you wanted something, you had to work for it; So getting paired up with the university’s “Rich Bitch” Ning Yi Zhuo for your midterm was the last thing you wanted. Are you willing to step into the world of fame for an A+?
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smau non!idol ningning x reader
13. library meetings.
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Aeri ‘Giselle’ Uchinaga, better known as Spring Hill’s backstabbing drug addict, What could she possibly want with you? You’re almost positive she didn’t know about your existence in high school, so what could she want to talk about three years later?
Study room 3B, How’d she even reserve a study room if she doesn’t go here?
Before you even get to open the door, it shoots open, and you’re greeted by the empress herself.
“Hey girly! How’s it hanging?” She spoke so casually to you, almost as if you had been friends for years. With all the rumors circulating about Giselle, you expected a cold aura to surround her, but she seemed pretty warm and happy. Still, you had to keep your guard up; she does have a backstabbing reputation.
“Hi.”
“You don’t sound too happy to see me?”
“Oh, no, I’ve just had a long day. Sorry.” Thinking back on all the harsh texts you woke up to made your head ache, or maybe you’re still hung over. The thought of having to sit and talk with Karina was enough to make you want to vomit, so you intended to stretch this meeting out for as long as you could.
“I could only imagine. Well, then let's get straight to business! You and I have something in common.
“So you mentioned before... but I don’t understand.”
Oh, silly, don’t you see? We’re both Ning’s public enemy number 1 at the moment!” How could she say that so enthusiastically? I guess she’s been fighting this battle for 4 years, but still, how is there any positive to this?
“You mean the school’s gossip site? Yeah, I didn’t do anything, though! I swear!”
“That’s what we all say. Let me guess, Ning shut you down and threatened you.”
“How’d you know?”
“I have experience in the ways of Ning Yi Zhuo. Don’t worry, I won’t let her hurt you. We just have to work together, okay?”
“But why do you want to help me? I mean, we’ve never spoken.”
“I don’t want to see another hot girl get hurt; that seriously burns!” You didn’t understand her metaphors, but you appreciated them. The real decision is: Should you trust her? After everything you’ve heard about her?
"Look, Y/N, I get it. You have no reason to trust me. But you do know Ningning; if you’re going up against her, you’ll need backup.” She’s right; there’s no way you could face off with Ningning alone. You definitely didn’t want to get your friends involved, so this is the best way.
“Okay, let’s do it. Let’s take down this bitch.”
“Woah, hold your horses now. I said we'd go against her, not take her down.”
“What’s the difference?”
“Listen, I know she might seem like the spawn of Satan, but she’s really not. Ningning wasn’t always so uptight. It wasn’t until our fallout that she became the Ice Princess. Not until Yeonjun cheated.”
“With you.” Fuck, you just said that out loud? This is the perfect start of friendship—calling your fellow teammate a cheater.
“Those are the rumors, aren’t they? You know, I never understood why everyone believed them so quickly. There wasn't even proof.”
She was right. You never had any evidence of this. You just heard the rumors. Why did everyone believe them?
“It hurt the most when my own best friend believed the rumors. But I understand why Ningning did; they came from someone equally close to her. There is no way her best friend would lie to her about something like this.”
No way. She’s not talking about...
“Why would she think Wonyoung would lie about that?”
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(Synopsis) Y/N had never been the type to take life for granted. You grew up with the mindset that if you wanted something, you had to work for it; So getting paired up with the university’s “Rich Bitch” Ning Yi Zhuo for your midterm was the last thing you wanted. Are you willing to step into the world of fame for an A+?
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12. idk this bitch
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(Synopsis) Y/N had never been the type to take life for granted. You grew up with the mindset that if you wanted something, you had to work for it; So getting paired up with the university’s “Rich Bitch” Ning Yi Zhuo for your midterm was the last thing you wanted. Are you willing to step into the world of fame for an A+?
taglist (open): @azraism ; @kimsgayness ; @sewiouslyz ; @winieter ; @llluvbluy ; @i06kkura ; @everydayiloveyves ; @edamboon
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11.5. yoo jimin.
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Senior Valedictorian; Volleyball Captain, who led Spring Hill’s team to their first tournament victory in over 30 years; And the most wanted girl at Spring Hill High.
She was a legacy; no one else could compare to her. Yet she was still so humble.
She still went home every day and helped her mom cook dinner. She still volunteered at her local pet adoption center. She still stayed behind every day and tutored anyone who needed the help.
Yoo Jimin was golden.
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Jimin’s P.O.V
Three Years Prior, Spring Hill High School
“Jimin, come sit here! Right here! Hey! Over here! J.I.M.I.N Y.O.O”
Normally, having someone scream out your full government name would be concerning, but not for you since it was a daily occurrence. It was none other than your loud, eccentric friend, Ah Yujin.
“Shut up! Everyone’s staring at you, dumbass.” And there goes your equally loud friend, Y/n L/n.
Everyone was staring at your friends, but that never bothered you; you were used to it. You did, however, dislike the comments that came with it.
“How could someone like her be friends with them?”
“Doesn’t she have the highest GPA of our senior class? And isn’t Yujin failing every course, including study hall?”
“She’s so pretty; she’d be even prettier if she lost that rat pack of hers.”
You couldn’t seem to understand why their opinions mattered. Why couldn’t you be friends with people you like? Why is it such an inconvenience to everyone else? They didn’t know your idiot friends like you did, so how could they have such awful words to say? Still, you walked past everyone and showed a bright smile in front of your best friends. So, if they ever heard everyone’s opinions, you could at least show them that you don’t care about everyone's negative views. It's not like your friends could listen to anything over Yujin’s screaming, but just as a precaution, you smile extra brightly every day.
“I’m less than two feet away from you, Yu.”
“Just making sure you remember where to sit!” Yujin was practically bouncing off the walls; you couldn’t understand where she got all this energy from.
“We sit at the same table every day, Yu.”
“Hey, Jimin.” The same chipper yet quieter voice came from the other half of the table.
“Heya Y/n.” Y/N was always pretty quiet; you just chalked it up to nervousness. Yujin always knew how to draw a crowd with her antics, so it wouldn’t surprise you if Y/N felt overwhelmed by the attention.
“What’s got you bouncing around today, Yu? You’re usually hyper, but it looks like you took it up a notch.”
“She’s acting like she just had four megadoses of cocaine.” You laughed since your friends always had a way with words. You wished you could speak freely, but that would go against your character.
Your character.
“How could you not be excited? Graduation is less than FOUR days away.”
“You’re just excited to party.”
“Well duh? High School was a fucking drag. Of course, I’m excited to celebrate leaving this place.”
“Maybe if you joined a club, or, I don’t know, applied yourself, it wouldn’t be such a drag.”
“You sound like my mother; sorry, we can’t all be perfect like Yoo Jimin.”
That stung. You hated that phrase. You hated being the one everyone compared themselves to. Was it so bad that you worked hard? Can’t they get off their asses every once in a while and help out? No, instead, they’re too busy blaming you for setting an impossible standard. They blamed you for being Yoo Jimin. Fuck being Yoo Jimin.
You couldn’t say any of this, though; it would be out of character for you. All you could do was smile and laugh. You’re Spring Hill’s golden child; why complain about being told you’re perfect?
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And so,
All your hard work ended up being worth it. You guess? Here you were at the same graduation party as everyone else. Going to the same college as your close friends. The same college as your friend Yujin, who graduated with a 2.3 GPA, while you graduated with a perfect 4.0. The same college as your friend Y/N, who never did an extracurricular activity in their life while you did in 7.
... Why did you work so hard?
Well, that doesn’t matter now. At least you get to have fun and celebrate with all your friends.
Speaking of which, why was your friend Yujin talking to, Wonyoung?
The Jang Wonyoung? What could she possibly have in common with Yujin?
Why didn't Yujin tell you they were friends? You always got caught up with all the work you did, but you always made time for your friends. Did Yujin not feel close enough to tell you? Since you were too busy being Yoo Jimin? Had the image you worked so hard to maintain caused your friendship to drift apart?
Before you had the chance to speak to Yujin, you felt a sudden voice come slithering into your ear. It was Ning Yi Zhuo.
“Yeonjun’s here with that bitch he left me for; it’ll totally make him jealous if we kiss, don’t you think? He’s a total asshole for cheating on me; he deserves this.”
No. Why would you agree to that? Sure, you heard the rumors about Yeonjun cheating. You agreed that he deserved some sort of payback. But not with you. Why would someone like you kiss Ningning? The school’s known rich bitch? That wasn’t very in character for you. That wasn’t very Yoo Jimin.
…… Fuck Yoo Jimin. You just wanted to live life normally; you wanted to drink and curse. Fail an exam. Stay out past midnight and trespass around town. You hated the high pedestal everyone put you on. You didn’t want to be ‘The Yoo Jimin.’ You just wanted to be Jimin.
So, you kissed Ningning.
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(Synopsis) Y/N had never been the type to take life for granted. You grew up with the mindset that if you wanted something, you had to work for it; So getting paired up with the university’s “Rich Bitch” Ning Yi Zhuo for your midterm was the last thing you wanted. Are you willing to step into the world of fame for an A+?
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11. meanie pants :(
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(Synopsis) Y/N had never been the type to take life for granted. You grew up with the mindset that if you wanted something, you had to work for it; So getting paired up with the university’s “Rich Bitch” Ning Yi Zhuo for your midterm was the last thing you wanted. Are you willing to step into the world of fame for an A+?
taglist (open): @azraism ; @kimsgayness ; @sewiouslyz ; @winieter ; @llluvbluy ; @i06kkura ; @everydayiloveyves ; @edamboon
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10. strawberry soju.
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(Synopsis) Y/N had never been the type to take life for granted. You grew up with the mindset that if you wanted something, you had to work for it; So getting paired up with the university’s “Rich Bitch” Ning Yi Zhuo for your midterm was the last thing you wanted. Are you willing to step into the world of fame for an A+?
taglist (open): @azraism ; @kimsgayness ; @sewiouslyz ; @winieter ; @llluvbluy ; @i06kkura ; @everydayiloveyves ; @edamboon
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9. hedgehog.
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(Synopsis) Y/N had never been the type to take life for granted. You grew up with the mindset that if you wanted something, you had to work for it; So getting paired up with the university’s “Rich Bitch” Ning Yi Zhuo for your midterm was the last thing you wanted. Are you willing to step into the world of fame for an A+?
taglist (open): @azraism ; @kimsgayness ; @sewiouslyz ; @winieter ; @llluvbluy ; @i06kkura ; @everydayiloveyves ; @edamboon
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8.5 movie night part 2
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Now here you are, letting the schools' richest, most spoiled students into your roach-infested dorm. You never believed in nightmares coming true, yet here you are in one.
“Oh, What a nice place you have!” You could see Ningning gritting her teeth throughout the whole sentence. “Really? It looks like shit to me.” And there goes Haewon onto the ground from a not so subtle jab from Ningning.
“Ok, So what movies next? Let’s let Wonyoung pick!” You tried to steer the conversation away from that embarrassing reminder.
“You just feel bad that you knocked her out.” It did not work.
“Anyways….Wonyoung what movie?”
“Hm, I heard ‘My Best Friend’s Wedding’ is a good romantic comedy! It’s about being hopelessly in-love with your best friend and trying to win their heart!”
Your stomach began to churn.
it’s definitely just a coincidence that she chose that, right?
“Aw, that movies so cute! I wish I could experience being in love with my childhood friend!”
Ok, now it’s starting to feel intentional.
“Y/n, you ever felt like that before?” So, bumping into them wasn’t a coincidence at all. This was on purpose. Still, no way they would blurt out your secret, right? It was obvious at this point that you were nervous, and the silence in the air began to drag out.
“No way she has! She’s only grown up with Yujin and me. We would know if something was going on in her life.” Jimin defended you, but why did that still hurt so much? You felt a ping in your heart, and your stomach dropped. All you could do was laugh and agree, yet the air in the room didn’t get any less awkward.
“So, are we starting the movie?” Yelled an impatient, loud Yunjin, and so the film began.
You hated the movie. All you could do was relate. Would you stop Jimin from getting married? Would you ever tell her how you felt?
You began to feel overwhelmed and slipped out of the dorm while everyone focused on the film. Stepping outside, you let a long breath out. You didn’t even realize how tense you were feeling inside. The thought of Jimin seeing your reaction, Yujin potentially having another slip-up, or those rich assholes teasing you was enough to make you incredibly stressed.
This moment of peace didn’t last, though. You heard the door open and quickly straightened up. You couldn’t let your friends see you so anxious. Only it wasn’t your friend at the door; it was your psych partner?
“Why’d you run out?"
“I don’t have time for you, Ningning. Just leave me alone.”
“I didn’t come to fight, honestly.” How could you ever believe that? She’s the whole reason that you’re feeling like this.
“Really? Then why are you out here?”
“I know what it feels like, y’know. To be in love with a friend, just for it to end badly.”
You found that hard to believe, but stayed silent.
“Yeonjun and I grew up together as neighbors. He was everything to me. We did everything together, and he even gave me a promise ring when we were 7 years old. Sure, it was a daisy he tied around my finger, but it’s the thought that counts. Then that bitch, Aeri, came in and took him from me. I know I blame her a lot for it, but both parties were responsible.” Ningning’s voiced started to crack up.
“ It ruined me for a while. I couldn’t show up to school and told everyone I was going to Paris fashion week; In reality, I was hauled up in my room eating mint chocolate ice cream.” Was she actually being genuine? She wouldn’t even turn to look at you, is she trying not to cry…?
“Oh, I’m sorry that happened.” That was all you could say; you couldn’t help but actually feel bad for Ningning. You could feel the hurt in her voice. Is she really trying to relate to you? Well, if she’s pouring her heart out to you, what do you have to lose? She already knows about your crush.
“If it makes you feel any better, I can kind of relate. You already know how I feel about Jimin; It’s not a surprise anymore. We blame friends our freshman year of high school. When I first laid my eyes on her, it felt like my whole world turned into color. She was always so attentive and never left me behind, no matter how popular she got. Yet she could never see how I felt about her. I watched her date person after person, always wondering when it'd be my turn. Sophomore year, on Valentine's Day, I even got her a chocolate bear and bouquet; in return, I got a ‘Thanks, you’re the best friend a girl could ask for.’ The one time I decided to be brave enough and confess, I was too late.”
Tears started running down your face before you could even process them. You never told anyone how you really felt before; besides Yujin, you never could. Jimin was always part of your friend group, so it would’ve just made things weird. So being able to vent, even to someone you hate, felt good.
You waited for the awkward silence to start, but instead you felt a warm embrace. The same person who was threatening you less then 12 hours ago, is hugging you.
“It’s okay; your secrets are safe with me. Don’t worry about Jimin finding out; she won’t.”
Before you got a chance to respond, you heard the door slam open and a loud “LET’S GO!” Came from Haewon. You’ve been outside so long that the movie had ended. Quickly drying your tears, you waved goodbye to your surprise guest of the day and apologized once more for hitting Wonyoung.
“Y/N, are you okay? Did she say anything to you?” Yunjin was defensive and ready to chase Ningning down if she did hurt you.
“Nah, we were just talking about the midterm project. Anyone up for one more movie?”
And so you spent your night laughing and crying at various movies with your friends, still wondering what would come from the conversation with Ningning.
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(Synopsis) Y/N had never been the type to take life for granted. You grew up with the mindset that if you wanted something, you had to work for it; So getting paired up with the university’s “Rich Bitch” Ning Yi Zhuo for your midterm was the last thing you wanted. Are you willing to step into the world of fame for an A+?
taglist (open): @azraism ; @kimsgayness ; @sewiouslyz ; @winieter ; @llluvbluy ; @i06kkura ; @everydayiloveyves ;
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8. movie night
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(Synopsis) Y/N had never been the type to take life for granted. You grew up with the mindset that if you wanted something, you had to work for it; So getting paired up with the university’s “Rich Bitch” Ning Yi Zhuo for your midterm was the last thing you wanted. Are you willing to step into the world of fame for an A+?
taglist (open): @azraism ; @kimsgayness ; @sewiouslyz ; @winieter ; @llluvbluy ; @i06kkura ; @everydayiloveyves ;
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7.5 ah yujin
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After Yujin blurted out your crush, all you could is run. You packed up your stuff, and ran.
“Wait y/n, come back!”
That was all Yujin could manage to say. She didn’t try to call out your name again or chase you down to talk. Yujin wanted nothing more than to go after you, hug you, and apologize, but she couldn’t.
Yujin’s P.O.V
“O.M.G Did you see the look on her face when Yujin mentioned Jimin?” Haewon laughed, while a high-pitched cackle came from “Queen B” herself, Ningning.
“She literally looked like she was going to shit herself, so pathetic.”
Everyone in the room was laughing, laughing at your best friend. You couldn’t help but feel nauseous at the scene in front of you.
Wonyoung seemed to take notice of this and squeezed your hand tight.
“Don’t look so worried; she’ll be fine, babe.”
“We embarrassed her in front of everyone, and for what? Some stupid petty revenge?” You felt anger; who are they to play with Y/N’s feelings like this? What had they done to deserve this?
“Don’t tell me you’re feeling cold feet now, Yujin. You know the deal. Help us with Aeri, and you get to keep your friends.” Ningning’s voice felt like poison when she spoke, her words striking with venom.
You knew to take this threat seriously. You couldn’t let anyone find out what you did that day.
Especially not y/n.
3 Years Prior, Spring Hill High School
Yujin P.O.V
You stared down at the note handed to you.
‘Meet me in the library at 3 p.m.; don’t tell anyone.'
Y/N was never the type to be secretive, so this confused you. What could she possibly have to talk to you about? Still, you didn’t waste time and headed straight there, only to find a stressed-out Y/N.
“Holy shit, you look like you haven’t slept in days? What’s going on?” You exclaimed, It was true, y/n looked pretty worn down.
“Yujin, what am I going to do?” -
“What do you mean? What could you possibly be stressed about? We graduate in 4 days, dude!”
“I know, that’s what stinks.”
“I’m not following; we’re literally going to college together anyway.”
“That’s the PROBLEM. New college, new people, new possible connections.”
Oh. You knew where this was going.
“What if Jimin finds someone?” You could hear the choked-up tears coming from Y/N.
Ever since you could remember, your best friend has had a crush on Yoo Jimin. I mean, who wouldn’t? Jimin was everything you could ask for in a person: Top student, volleyball captain, and absolutely gorgeous. And, unfortunately, the third member in your trio.
You’ve all been really close since your freshman year—close friends, that is. That’s how you prefer it. You hated the idea of them being together. If they were to break up, then what would happen to your trio? Would you have to split up? This thought terrified you more than you could imagine. So, anytime you could, you tried pushing away Y/N from the idea of dating Jimin. Was it the right thing to do? No, but you just didn’t want to see your best friend get hurt. That’s all.
“No, I’m going to do it Yujin; I’m going to confess at the graduation after party.”
Shit.
Annddd there you were, celebrating away with your fellow classmates, but you couldn’t have any fun. You could only think about the potential shitshow that was going to happen later. I mean, Jimin really wouldn’t say yes, would she? But if she did...No, you didn’t want to think about it. You had to stop the confession from happening, and you knew just the person to ask.
“Wonyoung, hey!”
"Aw, cutie pie! I haven’t seen you since you flunked the English finale exam!” Ok, that stung a bit, but it’s to be expected with Wonyoung. You laughed a bit and tried gliding past her comment toward you.
“Could I ask a favor from you?”
Those were the only seven words needed to get the ball rolling. In a matter of 5 minutes, y/n’s heart had been shattered. You’re not quite sure what happened, and you’d rather never find out.
All you could remember was Y/N’s teary face, as she spit out the words.
“Jimin kissed someone else.”
You crushed Y/N’s heart.
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;; AYYY DOUBLE POST TODAY!!
(Synopsis) Y/N had never been the type to take life for granted. You grew up with the mindset that if you wanted something, you had to work for it; So getting paired up with the university’s “Rich Bitch” Ning Yi Zhuo for your midterm was the last thing you wanted. Are you willing to step into the world of fame for an A+?
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7. heart-broken together
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(Synopsis) Y/N had never been the type to take life for granted. You grew up with the mindset that if you wanted something, you had to work for it; So getting paired up with the university’s “Rich Bitch” Ning Yi Zhuo for your midterm was the last thing you wanted. Are you willing to step into the world of fame for an A+?
taglist (open): @azraism ; @kimsgayness ; @sewiouslyz ; @winieter ; @llluvbluy ; @i06kkura
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6. Crushes
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“Babe, you made it!”
Babe? But they broke up, didn’t they?
Yujin immediately locked eyes with you, almost as if she could read your mind, but all she could offer you was a simple shrug.
“You know I can never say no to you, gorgeous.”
The loud sequels that erupted in the room were enough to break you out of your shock. All you could manage to do was awkwardly clear your throat, and weirdly enough, it was enough to invoke silence in the whole room. It was an eerie silence, almost like they had waited for you to give some sort of signal that you were there.
“And you must be this lovely lady's guardian angel." It’s not every day that the university’s boy toy talks to you—not that you wanted him to, of course; he carried nothing but trouble with his name.
“Y/n.” That was all you could manage to spurt out.
“Well, y/n, I thought since you saved my lady I could return the favor. Name your price.”
So that’s what this is all about. They just don’t want me to go around drawing more attention to the stupid Aeri thing.
“It was nothing; don’t worry about it! I honestly already forgot the whole thing!”
Not that I fully remembered to begin with.
“Come on, it’s not too much trouble! I could repay you in any way, y/n.” Ningning’s words felt heavy, almost as if you didn’t have much of a choice in the matter.
“Anyone catching your eye lately? We could make sparks fly!” Haewon’s always been the type to dig up any juicy gossip, so it’s not a surprise that a potential matchmaking service was what she had in mind.
“No, no one at the moment.” The nervousness in your voice was obvious; you wanted nothing to do with this. All you wanted to do was work on your midterm; why is the world so against that?
“Y/N’s way too anti-social for a relationship! The one time she tried getting someone’s number, it turned out to be a professor.”
Thanks, Yujin.
You cringed at the memory; it didn’t help that the professor's husband had been your statistics teacher the next semester.
“They have no type of game at all. The only person I could even think of y/n liking would have to be...”
Yujin, please stop talking.
“Jimin-unnie!”
Fuck.
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(Synopsis) Y/N had never been the type to take life for granted. You grew up with the mindset that if you wanted something, you had to work for it; So getting paired up with the university’s “Rich Bitch” Ning Yi Zhuo for your midterm was the last thing you wanted. Are you willing to step into the world of fame for an A+?
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5. replay by shinee
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(Synopsis) Y/N had never been the type to take life for granted. You grew up with the mindset that if you wanted something, you had to work for it; So getting paired up with the university’s “Rich Bitch” Ning Yi Zhuo for your midterm was the last thing you wanted. Are you willing to step into the world of fame for an A+?
taglist (open): @azraism
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4. banned from Starbucks
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(Synopsis) Y/N had never been the type to take life for granted. You grew up with the mindset that if you wanted something, you had to work for it; So getting paired up with the university’s “Rich Bitch” Ning Yi Zhuo for your midterm was the last thing you wanted. Are you willing to step into the world of fame for an A+?
taglist (open): @azraism
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3. y/n's....popular?
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;; double post for today!! this one's a bit shorter tho srry!
(Synopsis) Y/N had never been the type to take life for granted. You grew up with the mindset that if you wanted something, you had to work for it; So getting paired up with the university’s “Rich Bitch” Ning Yi Zhuo for your midterm was the last thing you wanted. Are you willing to step into the world of fame for an A+?
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2. skill issue
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(Synopsis) Y/N had never been the type to take life for granted. You grew up with the mindset that if you wanted something, you had to work for it; So getting paired up with the university’s “Rich Bitch” Ning Yi Zhuo for your midterm was the last thing you wanted. Are you willing to step into the world of fame for an A+?
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