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The New Girl

If I show it to you now, will it make you run away?

Or will you stay? Even if it hurts?

Even if I try to push you out, will you return?

Kelly Clarkson - Dark Side

01 The New Girl

It's Chaeyoung's first day in a new semester, and there's a new girl in Chaeyoung's class.

She's quiet and far from attractive, yet interesting. At least for Son Chaeyoung.

She's sitting there, alone, in the backmost row near the window, chin leaning on the back of her hand as the elbow againts the desk. Her eyes are wandering out through the window. Chaeyoung doesn't know what the object she's been looking at for the past few minutes is, but watching her solely staring at it, intently, giving her sole focus at it, makes Chaeyoung wonder what is that.

"Chaeng!"

Chaeyoung gasps of shocked, feels a tough pat hit her shoulder. She winces deeply and heaves a mad sigh. She knows who it is. And a creature appears from behind her, smiling widely, as though she didn't do anything wrong. And then a deafening shout heard, stabs her right eardrum brusquely. "Hi, Chaeng!"

"Damn, Jeong," Chaeyoung huffs. She rubs her shoulder, face showing the pain. "Can you stop hitting me, please?" Chaeyoung smiles slightly when with the corner of her eyes, she catches a glimpse of the new girl glances at her-or, well, at them. But the smile fade away as the girl turns her face away from them. And Chaeyoung shakes her head a little, tries to give her friends more attention.

Chaeyoung yelps when abruptly Jeongyeon leaps to her lap, sitting over the smaller girl. Her hand locks Chaeyoung's head, whilst the free one ruffles Chaeyoung's hair hardly. "You cut your hair, huh?" And Chaeyoung just sighs resignedly, lets the taller, bigger, stronger girl messing her new cut. If it's not because of Jihyo, the one who can beat Jeongyeon down, prises Jeongyeon away from Chaeyoung, then Chaeyoung could be look like more than a mess.

"Jeong, damn. Could you be more... girly, please?" Jihyo snaps, draws Jeongyeon off from Chaeyoung and throws her away from Chaeyoung, eyes wandering around the class as the boisterous group had been caught the attentions. "I've told you so many times and you're still not listening."

Jeongyeon just shrugs coolly, sticking her tongue out briefly, decides to ignore her best debate friend again. And Jihyo just heaves heavily. Jeongyeon'll never changed, ever, and she probably will be this annoying forever. But well, they still fit so well, because despite the fact that Jihyo being the only one who can fight over Jeongyeon, it works the opposite as well. And that's what makes them cope at each other.

The thought of herself being rescued by Jihyo vanished away as Jihyo also cups her face abruptly, clutching Chaeyoung's face between her palms-no, squeezing it. Jihyo's big eyes widened, even though they're big enough already. And with an buoyant tone, yet inquisitive, Jihyo throws a sentence flippantly. "Where are those beautiful tresses?"

And Chaeyoung heaves another sigh. Still mad and heavy. And tired.

Jihyo draws herself back and chortles, also Jeongyeon and Tzuyu, her calmest friend than the other two. Tzuyu's been watching those two rascals in silent, joins the laugh calmly, sitting on a chair a few feets afar from Chaeyoung, sure she's far enough to stay safe from those two. And Chaeyoung glowers to Tzuyu because of that letting-her-friend-being-bullied behaviour of Tzuyu's. But Chaeyoung knew, Tzuyu is just being Tzuyu.