invisible string ⇢ jjk

chapter four

It was her second day in the school, classes aren't starting yet so Jimin and Sunmi planned that Jiyeon should meet the others. In which Jiyeon pouted, she really wasn't confident of meeting another bunch of people again.

"Dont worry about it. The guys are chill and you're probably more normal than they could ever be." Sunmi said as she leaned on the door frame of Jiyeon's room. Already dressed up into a casual outfit, waiting for the other to finish.

Jiyeon hummed in response, not really excited. She went to grab her phone and was about to exit the room when Sunmi gripped her elbow and stared at her. "Aren't you supposed to change?"

The taller raised a brow. "Uh, I already am?"

"No!" Sunmi moved back and shook her head frantically as she walked to Jiyeon's closet. "You're not going to see those rascals with only a sweater and leggings. Nu-uh, you gotta expose your Park blood." She rambled whilst she was rummaging through her clothes.

"Park blood? Is that even a thing?"

"No. But you look like shit. I, as a future fashion designer, will not accept my friend meeting a bunch of crackhead rich men looking like a depressed college student who drinks coffee for lunch and dinner. And put some make up on for god's sake." The smaller sounded like a mom giving her child a lecture.

Jiyeon sighed in exhaustion as she lazily walked to her vanity and sighed again but louder. "But im tired."

"What did you even do last night?" Sunmi stopped to turn to the other, eyes looking at her in confusion and disgust at the same time.

"Yah! You're gross. I took a shower and slept after Jimin Oppa and Hoseok Oppa left." Jiyeon whined, pissed at her roommate for assuming such things.

"Oh." Sunmi smirked and pointed a finger at her, wiggling it. "I thought you did something sinful."

"Shut up. Please."

"You literally have every living Gucci and Versace in your closet and your out here wearing that instead? Seokjin wouldn't even talk to you if I left you looking like that."

"I keep on hearing about this Seokjin. Is he some King in this school? I think that wouldn't be impossible knowing this school is already into some hierarchy shit." Jiyeon asked whilst she was scrolling through her phone screen.

Not finding any interesting tea in twitter or whatsoever, why is the world so boring right now? And why must her roommate nag about her fashion tastes now when all she wanted to do for today was sleep.

"Seokjin is just some conceited diva who makes dad jokes for a living. He's the oldest of all of us so you know, just a heads up. Call him sunbaenim or oppa or whatever- AHA!" Sunmi exclaimed making Jiyeon flinch.

Sunmi happily skipped to her and handed her an oversized coffee colored button up top and some fitting jeans. "Im sure you're not that fucked up in fashion to not know what shoes you have to wear with it." She smiled sarcastically.

Jiyeon rolled her eyes and snatched the clothes away from her. "I dont own these good clothes for nothing Sun, was just lazy- goddamn I dont even have the energy to take my leggings off." She cried dramatically and threw herself on her bed.

"Aish, we just met yesterday and you're already being a handful." Sunmi mumbled and stomped towards her roommate as she sighed. "Hope Seokjin doesn't scold us for being late." She said before forcefully stripping Jiyeon who was already screaming.

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"I hate you right now, you know that?"

"That's the 4th time you told me that today- Here we areee!" Sunmi cheered as she made little jumps before pressing the doorbell, a sulking Jiyeon beside her.