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Yujin is about five years old when she first meets Wonyoung.
Wonyoung had just moved in next door and her mother coerced her into coming to greet their new neighbors under the guise that Yujin would end up getting a new playmate (spoiler alert: she does).
“I heard they have a little girl, your age, Yujinie, you can be friends with her.”
And with that Yujin was already sold.
Her mother knocks on the door, box of cake held in her hands to share. Yujin stands beside her, rocking back and forth on her feet as she awaits for the door to open.
The door opens, and a woman looking about Yujin’s mother's age appears.
Yujin doesn’t really pay attention to the words that her mother and the woman exchange, adult stuff that a five year old Yujin does not really care all that much for. But what she does care for is when the woman invites them into her house.
And that’s when Yujin sees her.
“Wonyoung-ah!”
(The girl that'd be her best friend for years to come.)
The woman calls out to her daughter who was sitting on the floor by the coffee table in the living room, drawing something. Her little girl looks up from her drawing, a curious expression on her small face.
“We have visitors!”
Yujin can’t help but think that Wonyoung resembles a bunny with the way she hops up to her feet and skips to her mother while Yujin and her mother get situated.
“This is my daughter,” Wonyoung’s mom smiles, gently nudging her daughter Yujin’s way. “Wonyoung, honey, this is Yujin, she’s our neighbor.”
Wonyoung nods, giving Yujin a shy smile.
Yujin thinks Wonyoung is the cutest thing ever.
“I’m Yujin! Nice to meet you!”
—
Yujin is seven years old when she and Wonyoung make a promise.
They’ve been friends for two years so far, going strong and practically inseparable. It’s a good thing that they’re in the same class at school.
Yujin likes to go to Wonyoung’s house randomly and invite herself in. She’s allowed to, Wonyoung’s mother absolutely adores her. And over their time together Yujin’s noticed that Wonyoung’s very bunny-like, she likes to skip when she’s happy, she does little hops when she gets excited, and she’s really cute.
Wonyoung’s always waiting for Yujin to finish her sports stuff after school so that they could walk home together. Wonyoung’s taken note that Yujin is puppy-like. When she’s confused she’ll tilt her head slightly to the side, she’s energetic and intensely loyal, not to mention how active she is, just like a puppy.
“My cousin's going to prom,” Wonyoung says as she swings gently back and forth on the swing set, Yujin sitting beside her on the other swing, listening to her intently. “She bought a really pretty dress, she’s gonna go with her boyfriend.”
“Oooh, is she gonna have those fancy cars? Like the really big ones?”
Yujin asks curiously, eyes glimmering with excitement.
She had always seen those in the movies she watched with her older cousin Yena and her best friend, Chaewon. Every high school party isn’t complete without a big fancy car.
Wonyoung shakes her head, laughing, “No Yujin! Those cost a lot of money. Mommy said that her boyfriend's gonna drive her. They’re gonna have a lot of fun.”
“Prom sounds a lot of fun! Do you think we’ll go when we get older like your cousin?”
“Yeah! I wanna go!!” Wonyoung exclaims. She suddenly holds out her hand towards Yujin, pinky outstretched.
“Let’s make a promise, Yujinnie!”
Yujin raises an eyebrow, tiling her head to the side.
“What promise?”
“That we go to prom together!” Wonyoung says, smiling widely. “It’ll be soooo much fun, c’mon!”
Yujin can’t help but smile. And while for now she doesn’t understand the warmth that settles in her chest and the fluttering in her heart. She reaches forward and links pinkies with Wonyoung.
“Promise!”
—
“YUJIN DO YOU HAVE A PROM DATE??!”
Yena busts into her room on a Sunday afternoon, loudly, abruptly, and uninvited. Yujin groans at Yena’s random outburst, who let her in? Probably her mom. She turns around on her chair (well more, spins her chair around) to face Yena.
“Aren’t you supposed to be in college right now?” Yujin asks. She narrows her eyes as Yena makes herself home on Yujin’s bed.
The younger girl isn’t really opposed to Yena’s presence, but she knows that the older girl would never let her live it down if she said she actually liked having Yena around.
“No classes today, and I wanted auntie’s food,” Yena answers casually.
Yujin still can’t believe this is the same girl she looked up to when she was younger.
“Anyway, do you have a prom date?”
No escape from the dreaded question it seems.
“How do you even know prom is soon? You graduated like two years ago,” Yujin retorted, crossing her arms at her cousin.
“Youngeunnie,” Yena answers.
Right, Youngeun.
One of Yujin’s close friends and essentially Yena and Yuri’s daughter. She looks fairly similar to Yuri and has an energy level very similar to Yena. Youngeun probably mentioned it to Yena while they were talking or something.
Yujin lets out a sigh.
“Not yet.”
Yujin responds, sitting back in her chair. She sees Yena light up, a very specific glint in her cousin’s eyes. She knows exactly what her cousin is thinking. Yena opens her mouth to say her absurd idea and Yujin immediately shoots it down.
“Yena-unnie, no.”
Yena closes her mouth and pouts, “You didn’t even know what I was gonna say!”
“You were gonna suggest that you get me a date,” Yujin says and the look on Yena’s face tells her that she’s right on the mark. “Remember the last time you did that for hoco during my freshman year?”
During Yujin’s freshman year, Hyejoo said that Yujin couldn’t get a date to homecoming for her life, and Yujin being Yujin, told her otherwise.
So later Yujin asked Yena to pull some strings to try and get her a date. Her date was some girl named Hyesu if she remembers correctly. Anyway, that date turned out to be a disaster because Hyesu turned out to be very possessive of Yujin (even though they weren't dating??). She ended up having to get Chaewon to do something about it.
“Okay, fair enough,” Yena concedes. She crosses her arms, “Then who are you gonna go with though? Last time I checked you broke up with Hyunjoo last year.”
Ah right, Kim Hyunjoo.
Yeah, Yujin broke up with Hyunjoo because she kept accusing her of cheating just because Yujin had female friends. Not necessarily her greatest relationship either.
But Yujin does have someone in mind.
Her eyes trail over to the window in her room. Yeah, the blinds are closed, but she knows who's room and house is just right across it.
The girl she has in mind is the girl right next door.
More specifically to the left of her house, whose room faces her window.
“I... have someone in mind.”
Yena’s eyes go wide in surprise and she jumps up and immediately grabs Yujin by the shoulders, shakin her little cousin roughly to try and shake the answers out of her.
“WHAt- WhO???”
“Agh- unnie- stOp- Yena-”
Yujin grabs Yena’s hands to stop the older girl from shaking the life out of her.
“You’ll find out when I ask.”
“WHat?? And I thought I was your favorite unnie!!”
“Fake news, Minju-unnie is my favorite.”
“HASGH- MINJU????”
—
“Grow a pair Hyeju and just ask her!”
Hikaru hisses to that taller girl who had been dancing around the topic of asking her friend and crush out, Park Chaewon out to prom. Yeah, it’s a little weird knowing two Chaewons, but they make it work.
“No! It’s not that easy Hika!” Hyeju protests. She sits back down in her seat, frowning, “I don’t wanna ruin our friendship, you know??”
Yeojin groans loudly at another one of Hyeju’s "Chaewon doesn’t like me, there’s no way she’d go out with me" and many other variations. She reaches past Yujin to grab Youngeun’s apple juice. She takes a sip out of it, and readies herself to yell at Hyeju for being stupid.
“Son Hyeju.”
Yeojin begins, looking straight into Hyeju’s eyes (also while returning Youngeun’s juice). Her expression is dead serious and even Hyeju is a bit nervous, the black haired girl visibly gulping.
“YOU ARE SO STUPID,” Yeojin reaches across their lunch table to grab Hyeju by the shoulders, shaking her viciously. “CHAEWON LIKES YOU TOO YOU PISS BABY!! NOW STOP BEING A CHICKEN AND ASK HER OUT!!!”
Yujin sits back and tunes out the rest of Hikaru and Yeojin lecturing Hyeju who kind of really looks like a kicked puppy right about now.
“Are you asking anyone out, Rei?” Youngeun asks, turning to her right at the black haired girl.
Rei gives a shrug. There's a very faint blush that Yujin doesn't see that forms on her face when she speaks.
“I was thinking Jiwon, she’s cute, I’m cute. We’d be pretty cute together.”
Yujin gags at her friend.
Rei and her ever-so very confident in her looks, whatever, Rei is cute and so is Jiwon. And also Yujin’s pretty sure Jiwon also has a thing for Rei, like those little stolen glances that Jiwon does, and every time Rei catches her and sends a smile her way she turns impossibly red before looking away, only to be teased by Gaeul. And also finding excuses to touch (and vice versa), like seriously, could these girls get any more gayer?
And also, last time Yujin checked, Rei could not hold a conversation with Jiwon without blatantly staring at the blonde.
(Then again, Rei’s weird.)
“Rude, Yuji. Jiwon’s cute,” Rei says, fake pouting.
“No, I know Jiwon’s cute, but don’t call yourself cute, you,” she points at Rei, “are a menace to society.”
And then Yujin turns to Youngeun, ignoring Rei’s complaints towards her.
“Do you have a date?”
She’d assume Youngeun would have a date, being the star of the softball team along with Hikaru, and being stupid popular. Then again, Yujin could say the same for herself, being on the school’s soccer team and all and being one of their best players. But this is about Youngeun, who probably has a date or a date in mind.
She has to, there’s literally people throwing themselves at her just to ask her out to prom.
“Not yet.”
Youngeun replies, causing the group to halt their screaming (well, the other half of their group) and yelling and turn to Youngeun in slight surprise, because she’s their token popular girl (along with Yujin). Although, actually, now that Yujin’s really thinking about it, isn’t their friend group all sorta popular in some shape or form?
Yujin is one of the best soccer players on the team. Youngeun and Hikaru are the star softball-duo. People try their hand at Hyeju because she looks like the classic bad girl that girls want to try and ‘fix’ (she’s really just a furry). Yeojin is the class clown and popular theater kid. Rei is their undercover artist who is also part clown.
“You don’t have a date yet, Yoeun???” Hikaru gasps, shocked. Youngeun shoots her a look.
“You already know this,” Youngeun responds.
“Yeah, but that was like yesterday. And Joohee literally tackled Seunghoon just to ask you out this morning.”
“Yeah, I rejected her," the brunette responded simply, taking a sip of her juice box before remembering that Yeojin took a sip out of it.
She still drinks it, though.
“I was thinking about asking Yeseo.”
“Ohohoho, I didn’t know you were into younger girls-”
Youngeun throws the (now empty) juice box at Yeojin’s head.
“Didn’t you say that freshman that just joined your theater class was really cute?” Hyeju raised an eyebrow.
“Not as cute as Yerim.”
Hyeju throws her water bottle at Yeojin at the mention of her pseudo sister, childhood best friend, still best friend.
Yeojin has a less than a secret crush on Yerim, and will vocalize it whenever it’s brought up. Yujin’s pretty sure that Hyeju has given Yeojin the "I’ll break you if you break her her heart" talk before despite the fact that Yeojin is also one of Hyeju’s closest friends.
“You’re gonna ask Yeseo-ah?” Hikaru chimes in. “I saw Daewon ask her this morning.”
“For someone so short, you wonder how she could see everything,” Yujin whispers to Rei, who only chuckles in amusement.
(They’re the tallest of their friend group.)
Yujin gets an empty water bottle thrown at her by Hikaru with amazing accuracy.
“I heard that Yuji!!”
—
“Are you gonna ask anyone?”
Hyeju asks after the group splits off to their respective classes after lunch. Right now, Yujin and Hyeju are on their way to their physics class.
“I have someone in mind.”
Yujin responds, and just as she does, a familiar scent of perfume invades her senses. She knows this scent almost like the back of her hand. Her head snaps to the direct of where it's coming from, and just as she does she sees people in the hallway parting like the Red Sea. Hyeju grabs Yujin by the arm, pulling her back to go along with the rest of everyone, making a clear path for whoever’s coming through.
And then Yujin sees,
It’s the cheer team in all their pretty glory.
At the head of them is no one other than their beloved captain, Jang Wonyoung.
And honestly, that’s all Yujin can see.
Jang Wonyoung.
The girl walks with an air of prestige, as if she was royalty (hell, she might as well be one). She walks with her head held high as people gawk and stare, admiring her and the cheer team’s impossible beauty.
That’s the girl everyone sees.
One who is pretty, full of confidence and class
But the girl that Yujin sees isn’t that girl.
The girl she sees in the girl she knew back at the start of their freshman year, fresh from junior high school, a bright sparkle in her eyes, and a thirst for academics. The girl that always made an effort to stay after school whenever Yujin had her soccer practices back in junior high school. The girl that tripped over her feet running after Yujin because she couldn’t keep up with Yujin’s athleticism. The girl always made science jokes when she could because she was a nerd.
Yujin can’t remember when that stopped, maybe it was when Wonyoung made it onto the cheer team and had her own things to attend to.
Yujin can’t remember when Wonyoung stopped talking to her, it was probably when Shin Yuna invited her to sit with the rest of the cheer girls during lunch.
Yujin can’t remember when she stopped coming to Wonyoung’s house, it was probably when she saw a guy come over there late in their freshman year.
Yujin can’t remember when she started taking alternate routes to class, it was probably when she spotted Wonyoung with her new boyfriend.
It’s been three years, but even so, Yujin misses her.
She misses her dearly.
For a second Wonyoung looks her way, making eye contact for just a brief second and then she looks away.
It hurts.
“Sheesh cheerleaders much?” Hyeju murmurs, bringing Yujin back to reality. “I don’t understand why people are so afraid of ‘em, last time I checked they’re just a buncha kids like the rest of us.”
“They’re popular kids,” Yujin says, looking away from the split in the hallway that’s slowly returning back to normal as the cheerleaders leave, “mess with them and they’ll destroy you.”
“I heard from Yerim that their capt is as harmless as a fly.”
I know.
But Yujin settles on a different response.
“Yerim hangs out with Wonyoung?”
Hyeju gives a nod, “They’re theater kids, Yuji.”
I know.
—
“Score!!”
Hyunjin yells loudly the moment Yujin makes a goal during one of their team scrimmage games. Their coach calls for a ten minute break and immediately Hyunjin runs up to her, giving her a heavy pat on the back.
“Never lose your touch,” Hyunjin says, grinning widely.
“I don’t think I even can,” Yujin jokes lightly. She goes over to the bleachers, grabbing her water bottle, “Coach’s pounded all that stuff into me.”
“She’s scary about that stuff," Jayoon comments, taking a seat on the bleachers beside her.
Just a bit away from the three girls, they overhear their fellow teammates gush about going to prom, some already have dates, some plan on asking others, and some are complaining about not being asked yet.
“Everyone’s always talking about prom,” Hyunjin says, sounding a little exasperated.
“Yeah no shit, Hyun, it’s coming in fast like Yeeun’s pitches,” Jayoon says. Yeeun pitches at about 116 kilometers per hour, Hikaru does 122 kilometers per hour, they’re scary good. The black haired girl cracks her neck before looking up at Yujin and Hyunjin.
“Do you guys have dates already?”
“Yeah, I have a girlfriend, Yoon,” Hyunjin says matter-of-factly.
Oh yeah, Hyunjin’s girlfriend is Jeon Heejin.
They’ve been together since sophomore year and are still going pretty strong. Hyunjin still blatantly flirts with Heejin, using bad pick-up lines (wait- is that where Yeojin gets it from?) and Heejin pretends like she isn’t all that into it (she is). And despite the soccer team gagging at it, they honestly find it adorable.
Yujin knows she does, and she has no doubt that Heejin’s the girl that Hyunjin’s gonna marry.
“And you, Yuji?”
“Not yet,” Yujin says nonchalantly, which surprises her friends.
“Seriously??” Jayoon raises her eyebrows in shock.
Yujin doesn’t blame her for being shocked. She’s popular and has people lined up for her attention. Yesterday someone asked her out to prom, big gesture, and all, including roses and a poster. She doesn’t even like roses that much (she prefers lilies) and big gestures especially in front of people aren’t really her thing.
“Didn’t you get asked out in the middle of physics?” Ryujin, one of their defenders, asks, coming over and joining their conversation. She sits down beside Jayoon, “What about that girl? What was her name? Nayoung?”
“Think so,” Yujin responded with an uncertain shrug. She wasn’t all that interested in remembering the girl’s name (no offense), “Wasn’t interested.”
“She was pretty though,” the blonde commented. Nayoung was pretty, but Yujin wasn’t all that interested in going out with her, she barely even knew the girl, to be honest. Ryujin looks at Jayoon, “You have anyone to go with?”
“Yeah, Seeun," Jayoon says dreamily.
Jayoon’s had a crush on Seeun since the end of time. Figures, Seeun’s a literal princess, a lot of people have a crush on her. Anyway, and Jayoon being the simp and coward she is, has only managed to get onto the friend level with just last year. Well at least unlike Yujin, Jayoon’s doing something about it.
“Simp,” Yujin says.
“Gay,” Ryujin adds.
“You guys are literally gay and simps!!” Jayoon argues in protest. She points at Ryujin, “You’re stupid gay for Yeji! Don’t act like you aren’t, I saw you staring at her ass yesterday.”
“And guess what? I’ve got a date with her too,” Ryujin grins smugly.
“Whatever!” Jayoon rolls her eyes before turning to Yujin. “And you! You’re always staring at the cheerleaders, but you know, I really have no idea which one you like.”
Yujin’s always staring at the cheerleaders because of one girl, really.
“Oh yeah, true,” Hyunjin says, looks at Yujin. Her eyes narrow at the taller girl and Yujin doesn’t particularly like where this ten minute break is going, “Why are you always staring at the cheer girls?”
“They’re pretty,” Yujin says simply.
While true yes, the cheerleaders are honestly really pretty and a sight for sore eyes, that isn’t really the reason why she’s always looking at the cheerleaders whenever they pass by.
“Gay.”
“Ryujin, you literally were checking out Yeji in the halls today.”
“I know.”
—
Practice finished, and all the soccer girls had gathered into the locker room to wash up and get changed, and now everyone’s getting out of the locker room.
“Bae, do you need a ride?”
Yujin asks, drying her damp hair. Said girl, Bae Jinsol, looks up at her call.
She’s called Bae because in their freshman year one of the seniors on the soccer team was named Jung Jinsol and to differentiate them, they called Bae Jinsol. The girl herself suggested being called by her last name so that every time someone yelled out ‘Jinsol’ both Jinsol’s wouldn’t have to turn around at the same time. It took a bit to get used to it, but now that it’s been three years since then with Jinsol having graduated, although all the newcomers to their team who weren’t there for the two Jinsols all call Bae by her first name.
“Nah, I’m gonna catch one with Yoona and Jinni, thanks though,” Bae says, slinging her school bag over her shoulder and picking up her duffle bag.
“Yoona’s at cheer practice though, wanna come? Jinni’s still at dance practice and Ryujin’s going there just to check out Yeji and I am not here for that.”
Cheer practice?
Oh right, Seol Yoona, one of Bae’s best friends, is a cheerleader.
And you know who also is a cheerleader?
Wonyoung.
Yujin holds back a sigh at the remembrance of her old friend. It doesn’t hurt to go with Bae, anyway, it’ll make things a bit easier for Yujin, like fulfilling that little promise she made with the other girl. It might be a little childish of her, but she keeps her promises no matter how long it’s been.
“I’ll go,” Yujin responds, grabbing her duffle bag and backpack. “Where do they practice?”
“By the bleachers,” Bae says as they exit the locker rooms, waving goodbye to their teammates that were still in there. She gives Yujin a playful smirk, “I thought you’d know how much you look at them.”
Yujin lets out a loud groan.
Bae and Yujin get to cheer practice in record time, by record time she means that they get there literally just as it’s about to end. They took their time getting here, mainly because they weren’t particularly in any rush.
The cheer coach calls for a break down and then she dismisses everyone to clean up before heading to the locker rooms
One specific girl catches her eye out of all of them.
Jang Wonyoung.
Wonyoung doesn’t even seem to notice her presence as she chats with Jo Hyewon or as they call her ‘Zoa’ (Yujin really has no idea where half these nicknames come from, really). Bae on the other hand, has already left Yujin side to go talk to Yoona, and so the brunette is pretty much left just staring at Wonyoung, like a gay.
She quickly looks away however when Wonyoung spares a glance in her direction.
It’s weird to talk to your childhood best friend who you haven’t talked to in years.
But, you know at some point they’re going to have to again.
—
“Yujin, dear, it’s been a while since you brought over Wonyoung-ah.”
Her mother comments while cooking. She looks over her shoulder at her daughter. Yujin keeps her eyes averted, not wanting to meet her mother’s gaze, her mother knows her better than anyone. She moves towards the stairs, wishing to escape answering her mom’s questions.
After she and Wonyoung stopped spending time with each other, slowly Yujin just stopped mentioning Wonyoung and vice versa.
“You stopped back in your freshman year, but I didn’t ask about it.”
She says, turning back to the stove. “I just assumed you two started hanging out somewhere else, but just last week when the girls were here, Chaewon mentioned how you stopped hanging out with Wonyoungie all together.”
Just last week, Yuri, Minju, Yena, and Chaewon had come over. They had dragged Yujin out to go hang out at the arcade and grab some food. They had come home just in time for dinner and while Minju, Yena, Yuri, and Yujin went up to the youngest’s room to freshen up, Chaewon lingered downstairs for a bit to talk with Yujin’s mom. Yujin had no idea what they talked about, but when Chaewon returned to them she sent Yujin a look that said, ‘you didn’t tell her?’ and at the time she had no idea what it meant, that is until now.
“That’s what she talked to you about?” Yujin asked, stopping, her hand on the stair railing.
“I asked,” her mother answers. “But back to my question, did something happen? You two were inseparable when you were in junior high and elementary.”
Yujin looks away,
“We... We just drifted apart.”
—
Yujin lays awake in her room at 10:43PM in at night.
Her parents are long asleep now and she can’t sleep at all. It isn’t too late anyway.
Yujin looks outside her window, her room was across Wonyoung’s despite it being nighttime, the brunette can see that the other girl is still up based on the small amount of light coming from most likely Wonyoung’s desk lamp based on the cracks in the curtains. They’re still a soft pastel pink, she hasn’t changed them at all since she moved in about twelve years ago.
And while it might be impulsive, Yujin decides it’s now or never to fulfill that promise they made as kids.
“That we go to prom together!” Wonyoung says, smiling widely. “It’ll be soooo much fun, c’mon!”
Yujin smiles a bit at the memory.
She gets up from her bed and throws on a hoodie, pulls on some socks, and grabs her glasses, putting them on, before picking up her phone. She takes a glance at her door.
The smart, more sensible, and safe way to leave the house would be through the front door, but Yujin’s everything but smart, sensible, and safe.
So she takes the window.
It’s not like she hasn’t done this many times before.
She has a curfew for the most part, and her parents are light sleepers. Thankfully, her room is a bit away from theirs. A lot of the time she just sneaks out through her window to catch a ride with Youngeun or Hyeju (she doesn’t take her car because that’s stupid and very easy to tell that she’s gone) to wherever they’re going to hang out that night.
But tonight, she’s not going far, in fact, she’s going right next door.
Yujin grabs the rope she invested in about two years ago back in her sophomore year. She ties the rope onto her desk leg, it’s strong and heavy enough to support her weight when she has to get back up. So lifting up her window, she throws the rope down, grabs the slides she keeps in her closet for things like this, and heads out. She makes sure to lodge an eraser between the window when she closes it so that she could get back in.
She easily slides down the rope and lands on her feet.
“It’s now or never Ahn Yujin.”
The brunette tells herself, psyching herself up to go through with it. She picks up a loose pebble from the round, there’s a lot here for a reason.
And she throws it at Wonyoung’s window.
Wonyoung frowns at the math problems she had been working over.
Screw calculus, screw derivatives, screw the unit circle, screw limits. The year is nearly over, so why was she doing calculus questions? Her teacher had asked because something about trying to see if next year’s test should be harder or not, so Wonyoung and a few others were asked to be guinea pigs for it.
A sigh escapes her, it’s not like these were required anyway, she’ll just hand in a paper with two out of the four questions done, that’s fine. Plus it’s already late, by late she means 10:50-ish at night. She’s got school and cheer practice tomorrow, not to mention there’s also needing to find a prom date.
All the cheerleaders have one, Yuna’s going with a girl who’s name she does not particularly remember or care to. Yoona’s probably going with Jinni, but as far as Wonyoung knows, Jinni has yet to even ask Yoona out, so they’ll see how that goes. Jimin’s going with Minjeong, the latter literally asked Jimin out right after their cheer practice. Yeseo’s probably going to get asked by Youngeun, no doubt, the softball player isn’t exactly the most subtle about her thing for Yeseo and so on and so forth.
Originally, last year, she planned on going to prom with her boyfriend at the time, Kim Changwoo, but as you can tell, with the fact that Wonyoung doesn’t have a date, that plan fell through.
Obviously, they broke up after Changwoo cheated on her.
Wonyoung sighs to herself, running a hand through her hair.
Well she could ask-
No, that’d be too weird.
It’s been years since they’ve really talked. Yeah, they didn’t really end on bad terms, it really was the drifting apart that came with going up and finding different kinds of friends. And yeah sometimes they’re those brief moments of eye contact when they do see each other, just acknowledging the friendship that once was there.
Wonyoung thinks about that little promise that was made almost a decade ago.
I wonder if she remembers-
Tap.
Wonyoung’s head snapped up to look at her window, covered by her pastel pink curtains, she never really bothered to change them growing up.
It sounded like a rock hit her window.
There’s only one person she knows who’d be up at almost 11PM at night, throwing rocks at her window.
Wonyoung opens her curtains and she spots a familiar face searching for more pebbles to throw at her window. Brunette hair just slightly messy, clad in blue pajama shorts and a gray hoodie.
She can’t help the almost affectionate smile that makes its way to her face.
A fond sigh escapes past her lips, it may have been three years but some things never change.
She opens her window,
“Ahn Yujin, what’re you doing at 11PM at night?”
Yujin looks up, her features seemingly lighting up at Wonyoung’s appearance. She smiles brightly at Wonyoung, her dimples showing, and god, Wonyoung remembers how weak she is for that smile.
“Wonyoung!”
“The one and only.”
Wonyoung responds. She leans against her window still, smiling as Yujin looks up at her. She’s forgotten about the warm feeling that settles in her chest that comes with being around Yujin.
It’s nice.
“Can I ask you something?”
“Go on.”
Yujin pauses for a second, maybe for dramatic effect, maybe because she’s trying to find the right words.
“...Will you go to prom with me?”
And for a second, just for a second, the whole world seemingly stops.
Because Yujin remembered, she remembered that silly little promise they made at seven. She remembered and here she is fulfilling it. Even if she and Wonyoung haven’t spoken in years. Even if she doesn’t know where their standing between each other is.
She still remembers.
And Wonyoung finds it absolutely endearing.
“You could’ve just texted me.”
Yujin scoffs at her, it’s almost as if they hadn’t spent three years not talking.
“It’s cooler this way, and also is that no?”
Wonyoung giggles.
“I’ll go to prom with you, Yujin.”