invisible string ⇢ jjk

chapter three

"T-thank you." She stuttered and looked away in embarrassment.

Sunmi giggled and stood up, walking to her. "Well i'll leave you to unpack. Be out in 20 minutes though, i'll make dinner. Because im sure those jerks already finished the curry. Heartless motherfu-"

Jiyeon didnt hear her last sentence as she already exited the room. She laughed quietly to herself, maybe Sunmi and the boys were already friends for awhile now. She pouted afterwards, still finding everything awkward. She feels like she's ruining the comfortable atmosphere for everyone. But she shook that thought off and quickly unpacked, not wanting to be late for dinner and have Sunmi's food go cold again.

"Why do I have so much clothes?" She grumbled to herself as she hung the last sweater she owns in the closet. Letting out a long sigh, she put her hair up into a bun and walked outside.

Seeing Jimin and Hoseok watch the television and Sunmi doing her work in the kitchen. She went to her roommate and offered help, Sunmi happily allowing her and asked her to fry some eggs for the bibimbap.

"How's the school so far?" Sunmi tried to open up a topic whilst they cooked.

Jiyeon shrugged. "I've only went to the dorms today. I saw the buildings and the wide fields, I thought it was amazing." She replied.

"It really is. You're going to have so much fun here. This school is hardly even a school, I mean it still is since classes are still fucking hard-" Jiyeon widened her eyes at the curse. She thought her roommate was some goody two shoes who's friendly to everyone.

"-but other than that the office and the student council make fun activities for everybody. It's like the school treats us like prince and princesses."

"How so?" Jiyeon questioned.

Sunmi smirked and pointed a spatula at her. "You'll see. By then you will never regret studying here."

Jiyeon shrugged. "We'll see. I still feel a bit uncomfortable though, but maybe it's because everything's still new to me."

The shorter nodded. "It's a lot to sink in."

"Not really, I get it. Everyone's rich here and they're living their life studying in a kingdom-like school." Jiyeon said while she turned off the stove and placed a fried egg on each bowl with bibimbap already in it.

Sunmi puckered her lips as she disagreed. "Well you're kinda right. But there's still a lot to know about how the school works. Dont worry though, you dont have to know them all at once. But there's this very important one, the hierarchy."

Jiyeon turned to her with her brows furrowed. "Hierarchy?"

The other nodded. "It's based on what level you enrolled yourself in. It's divided into levels of three. I dont know much about the two levels, but the level three, they're just like the sunbaenims to the lower levels, but those kinds of students are the ones who have the biggest futures and money, and well not only that, its mostly based on your intelligence and capabilities too."

"What level are you in then?"

Sunmi smiled confidently. "Im a level three student. My parents are the owners of a clothing brand, im also the head of the fashion club, and importantly, I was the one who designed the new school uniform." She smirked and pat her own shoulder. "Still proud of you for that, Park Sunmi." She praised herself.

"Woah." Jiyeon looked at her roommate in awe.

"Cool, right? And it just feels amazing to see hundreds of people wearing your design." She said dreamily and grinned. "And you my friend, you're a level three student too!"

"Wha-" Jiyeon dropped her fork as she was about to eat her own bowl already. "Why am I part of that cult?"

Sunmi looked at her in disbelief and stole her fork away. "Boys time for dinner!"

Soon enough the two ran in the kitchen and took their bowls bringing it to the table like little babies given food by their mom. Jiyeon watched in amusement as she followed the others, bringing her bowl too.

"It's not a cult, dummy. I kind of read a lot about you when I once helped a friend of mine in the student council. They were doing important stuff for the new students and they made me sort the papers alphabetically then I saw yours!" Sunmi continued as finally all of them are seated in the dining table.

"Read you're good in dancing and you top most of your classes in LA. And not only that, both of your parents own different companies, and both are bomb!" She exclaimed and shoving a spoon of bibimbap in her mouth afterwards.

Jimin chuckled at her. "What were you guys even talking about?"

"About why am I part of this level three lineup? This is crazy, are you a level three student too?" Jiyeon asked him and the older nodded in response.

"We both are. Appa is one of the shareholders in this school, and im part of the dance club too and so as you in LA, right?" Jimin explained. "I've been doing well in class so far and I saw your grades from LA and they weren't bad at all. Plus, Eomma enrolled you as a level three so therefore, you are a level three."

"I really dont get this hierarchy thing. It doesnt make sense." Jiyeon mumbled as she fed herself another spoon.

Hoseok hummed. "Well thats just the way it goes. To be enrolled in level three requires big BIG money. But you get a discount or even just a free entry if you have high grades and great compatibilities. Namjoonie got in the school for free because of his IQ of 148, he's also a composer and the vice president of the student council."

"Damn. This is a lot to sink in." Jiyeon let out. "It's like everybody in this school are either billionaires or geniuses."

The other three chuckled and agreed. "Totally. What sucks here are the people and the different attitudes you get to encounter. I swear, Ji, half the bitches of the world are here." Sunmi scoffed, Jiyeon shyly smiling as she noticed the other already addressing her with a lil nickname.

"You're too mean, Sunmi." Jimin giggled.

Sunmi rose her eyebrow. "What? Dont be defensive of your annoying little fangirls. All they do is ruin other people's day."

"Fangirls?" Jiyeon giggled thinking it was ridiculous.

"Yes! Oh my gosh Jiyeon you have no idea. Everyday her fangirls will bitch out on me for stealing their Oppa." She mimicked a high pitched voice and groaned, pinching the bridge of her nose. "Just thinking about them ruins my day."

Hoseok laughed and rubbed her back. "Cheer up, Sunmi. You're making Jiyeon nervous with all these scary fangirl stories."

"Oh she has to know!" Sunmi retorted. "Maybe she'll be the one to put those frogs to silence. Considering how she's Jimin's sister, they wont do anything they will regret."

"Are they that bad?" Jiyeon asked as she ate the last spoonful of her food. "I dont see that as a big problem though. I've dealt worse back in LA." She shrugged.

Sunmi leaned forward to her and smirked. "Had fights yourself?

"Didn't fight, just talked." Jiyeon answered shortly. "People are smart enough to settle things by just talking. If they want to take things physical, then that's up to them for being dumb enough to not deal with things the right away."

The three looked at her with open mouths. "Danggg, you got a tough sister, Chim."

Jimin smiled proudly. "As she should be. My mom didn't raise a wuss, not like you, Hyung."

"Yah!" Then soon enough the kitchen was loud again with two grown up boys running around the house.

"I deserve better." Sunmi sighed as she cleaned the table.