Chaeyeon's POV
"stop moving you turd!" jihyun shouted.
we were doing the boys's makeup and um-
"i look like a clown" namjoon frowned, looking at the mirror.
i sat cross-legged infront of taehyung.
"chief this ain't it" i muttered.
"ooh, apply some of that" he pointed to the blue glitter eyeshadow.
"ok" i replied.
i put some of the eyeshadow on my brush and stabbed his eyeball.
"whoops" i whispered.
"OW!" he exclaimed.
"sorry" i pat his cheek.
i carefully put some eyeshadow onto his eyelids.
"that tickles!" he giggles.
a small smile made its way onto my face.
i grabbed the red lipstick and smeared it on his mouth.
"heh" i laughed.
"what are you doing?"
"nothing" i replied.
"chaeyeonie!" jihyun yelled.
taehyung and i looked at her direction and laughed.
namjoon indeed looked like a clown.
"go away" namjoon glared.
"i think the clown got lost, should we take it back to the circus?" jihyun asked.
i grinned mischievously.
"we shall"
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we slung our bags onto our backs and headed out the door to go to school.
jihyun and taehyung were fucking around in the pile of leaves which fell from the trees.
namjoon and i were just having a quiet and calm walk.
"i feel like we haven't really talked in a while" namjoon said.
"i agree" i replied.
"how have you been?" he asked, sparking up a conversation.
"i don't really know to be honest, too many things have been happening" i laughed sheepishly.
"but i definitely feel more stronger than before" i continued.
"what do you mean? aren't you trained to use all weapons to defend yourself?" he asked in confusion.
"i haven't been able to use those skills properly since no one hasn't really used any force on me" i shrugged.
"so if you are the one with weapons, jihyun knows karate and i have access to the dark web, what is taehyung?" namjoon asked.
i thought about it for a few seconds.
"the charmer" i replied.
"since he's very good-looking," namjoon looked at me with a knowing smile.
i glared at him, "he can like distract any girls or dudes with his looks and all, you get me?"
namjoon nods.
"remember, he knows how to make things too" i added.
"ah yes! if it wasn't for that bracelet thingy he made, we would of never found him" namjoon said.
"it's sad that he's only known for his looks, he's a really talented person"
"like have you seen his art skills!?" i gasped.
"he can sing really well too" namjoon pointed out.
"really?" my eyes widened.
i knew taehyung was able to keep a steady and nice voice going but if namjoon said he sings 'really well' then that musn't be an understatement.
jihyun and taehyung came running back with their hair messy and covered in leaves.
"you guys are such kids" namjoon snickered.
"we are just trying to live our lives dude" jihyun clicked her tongue.
"you guys should clean yourselves up" i said, picking a leaf off jihyun's head.
we walked onto school grounds and quickly noticed the dark atmosphere.
"i think everyone knows" jihyun whispered.
"you think?" i replied like it was so obvious.
we walked into the school building as shivers went down our spines.
everyone looked like zombies, their skin was as white as porcelain.
walking into class, we immediately noticed the silence.
will this school ever have a good atmosphere?
there sat daon, as dead as ever.
"i honestly don't know what to do anymore" daon spoke to herself.
daon was a very close friend to joohyun so hearing the news must of broken her.
she began laughing in an insane matter.
we looked at her, worried.
she stood up from her seat and darted out of the classroom.
"let's go follow her" jihyun said, running after her.
we looked at each other then started running after jihyun.
we saw jihyun run up the stairs and open the roof door.
there daon was, standing on the ledge of the roof.
"is she going to jump?" jihyun whispered shakily.
"no" i replied and ran towards daon.
i secured my arms around her waist and pulled her off the ledge.
she screamed in shock.
"let me go!" she exclaimed, her voice cracking in despair.
"get yourself together daon!" i yelled in her ear.
"LET ME DIE! I CAN SEE JOOHYUN IF I DO!" she screamed, throwing her arms in all directions.
i made us both sit down on the ground.
"killing yourself isn't going to make anything better, don't be stupid you are better than this!" i shouted.
she began sobbing hysterically, clutching onto my blazer.
"JOOHYUN!" she screamed.
without me even know, tears ran down my cheek from her heartbreaking scream.
the three others stood there in complete shock.
namjoon started walking towards us, signalling taehyung and jihyun to follow.
we felt three pairs of arms wrap around daon and i.
we stayed in the group hug until the bell rang.
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mr kang stared at the class.
"this test goes towards your exams, good luck" he said.
jihyun rolled her eyes.
we began doing the test.
'if mr kang has 11 knifes and chaeyeon took 7 of them, how many does mr kang have left?'
my eyes twitched.
i blinked again at the question.
am i reading this right?
not only was this a question for first graders but the context of it surprised me.
i looked at jihyun, taehyung and namjoon and they all looked back at me confused.
i shook my head and looked at the question.
the question was just your normal, average question that would be asked in a highschool maths test.
i was definitely hallucinating.
"this is not okay.." i muttered.
"anything wrong chaeyeon?" mr kang asked.
i looked up and shook my head slowly.
he nodded and went back to whatever he was doing.
i shivered and slumped down in my seat.
i finished the test and handed it in.
"what was that all about?" jihyun slung an arm around my shoulders.
"huh?"
"you turned around in your seat and even mr kang called you out" she explained.
"i don't know actually, i read the first question in a very strange manner"
"ah chaeyeon and jihyun!"
we both turned around and grinned.
"worldwide handsome!" jihyun exclaimed
jin blushed.
"what do you need jin?" i smiled.
"can you give yoongi his lunchbox? his lazy ass forgot to bring it" jin held up a kumamon lunchbox.
"okay!" jihyun took the lunchbox from his hand and dashed off.
jin and i looked at each other.
-
"he's sleeping" jihyun whispered.
i groaned.
if you woke up min yoongi, you will unlikely make it out without any bruises.
i learnt from my past mistakes.
"ooh, sister dyed his hair" jihyun ever so gently touched his hair.
his hair was now a mint colour.
mint yoongi.
huh.
"let's just place it next to his desk" i took his lunchbox and kneeled down.
i ended up tripping over the broken floor board that mr kang hasn't been bothered to fix.
namjoon has influenced me too much.
i landed with a thump with jihyun cringing and yoongi slowly waking up.
"huh? what the fuck?!" he cursed in a croaky voice.
he looked down and stared at me.
"hi yoongi" i grinned, high-key scared.
he raised an eyebrow.
"why are you on the floor?" he asked.
"jin told me to give you your lunchbox and i tried to put it down beside you but here we are" i gritted my teeth.
he smiled at me.
"i'll let you off this time since i'm in a pretty fucking good mood today"
i stared at him, wow he didn't come for my neck.
"thank you" i stood up and brushed off the dust on my skirt and dragged jihyun out the classroom.
"that's like the first time he hasn't shouted at anyone for waking him up, consider yourself lucky" jihyun nudged me.
"i am lucky" i agreed.
namjoon and taehyung turned the corner and we all bumped into each other.
"oof" jihyun said.
"oh hey guys" namjoon greeted.
"i have tea" taehyung announced.
"kang daniel is missing and there's rumors a new girl will transfer tomorrow"
"ooh interesting" jihyun replied.
"indeed" taehyung nodded.
"let's wait and see what happens :)" i said.
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who could it be? *sips tea* there wasn't as much kang daniel as i wanted so here's a double gif for my boi :))