hueningkai: "Soobin's gonna be Iron Man, [y/n's] gonna be Cinderella, and I'm gonna be--"
y/n & soobin: "Ramen noodles."
hueningkai: "Yes! Isn't it hilarious?"
y/n: "Don't you think you'll bump into a lot of people at the dance?"
soobin: "Or maybe someone might eat you."
y/n: (laughs)
hueningkai: "Make fun all you want but watch: I'll win Most Original this year. I'll finally beat Taehyun. He's won every year!"
y/n: "What if Taehyun also goes as a package of ramen noodles?"
hueningkai: "...shoot, I didn't think about that. Should I go back and buy a back up costume in case?"
y/n: "I was kidding."
soobin: "Don't worry, I'm sure you'll win Most Original. I never even knew a ramen noodles costume existed."
hueningkai: "Well, it does. I'm going to be iconic."
y/n: "I aspire to have your iconism."
hueningkai: "That's not even a word."
y/n: "It's in my Most Original Words list."
soobin: (laughs)
hueningkai: "Hmph. And who helped you find your Halloween costume? Your fairy godmother?"
y/n: "She might as well have been. She was the nicest store associate I've ever encountered."
hueningkai: "She should've found you a mask to cover that face of yours."
y/n: "If she gave me a mask, I would've just handed it to you so you could cover your face."
soobin: "Children, stop arguing please."
hueningkai: "She started it." (sighs) "Anyways, this is my stop. See you tomorrow?"
y/n: "I'll have a mask over my face so you might not be able to see me."
hueningkai: "Ha. Ha." (bikes away)
soobin: "Do you really think he'll win Most Original?"
y/n: "I hope so. He's wanted it since freshman year."
soobin: "We should spy on Taehyun and see what his costume is."
y/n: "Then that would be cheating."
soobin: "Is it cheating if it's helping a friend?"
y/n: "Cheating is cheating."
soobin: "Alright, alright."
(silence)
soobin: "So, I guess if you're going as Cinderella, Kai and I need to find your Prince Charming."
y/n: "I don't think so. I think I need a break from Prince Charmings of any kind."
soobin: "Your ex wasn't exactly a Prince Charming."
y/n: "True. But I don't really go to school dances, anyway. If I do, I don't have a date. I just go with Kai."
soobin: "That's a date."
y/n: "But it's not, if that makes any sense."
soobin: "I guess."
y/n: "What about you? Do you think you'll invite your girlfriend to any of this year's dances?"
soobin: "She won't be able to fly all the way out here for a dance. Her schedule is packed."
y/n: "I'm sorry."
soobin: "It's okay. We haven't really been to a dance together in awhile."
y/n: "Is it hard to be in a long distance relationship?"
soobin: "Extremely."
y/n: "Do you... do you miss her?"
soobin: "Yes."
y/n: "...don't worry. High school is almost over. You guys will get to see each other soon."
soobin: "That's exactly what she said the other day. Are you gonna tell me to be excited about the future, too?"
y/n: "Excited about the future? Oh god, no, I'm scared out of my mind."
soobin: "Me too! There's so much to think about. It feels like they expect us to know what we want to be right now and I don't even know what to wear to school tomorrow."
y/n: "Exactly. There's so much pressure senior year. It's the worst. But you know what my dad always told me?"
soobin: "Never let the fear of striking out keep you from playing the game?"
y/n: (laughs) "Clever, but no. He told me that the only thing that's permanent in this world is change."
soobin: "Wow... your dad is a smart man."
y/n: "He really is."
soobin: "What's the best piece of advice you've gotten from your mom?"
y/n: "Come home now."
(silence)
y/n: "I'm kidding."
soobin: "Are you, though?"
y/n: (sighs) "I don't know. My mom and I don't really get along that well, especially the older I get. She's too controlling. If I'm going somewhere, she'll guilt trip me about it. It's why I don't stay out too late with you guys."
soobin: "Maybe she's just really concerned about you."
y/n: "Sometimes I wonder if she's concerned about me or concerned about constantly being right. She'll say or do anything to have the upper hand in a situation. It's getting tough for me."
soobin: "Just keep your chin up. I know it must suck to always have her on your case but think of it this way: at least you know you have a voice inside of you that's keeping you going. You're not letting her voice become yours."
y/n: "I know... you're honestly right. Thanks." (laughs) "Who knew there was so much wisdom in that head of yours?"
soobin: "I'll have you know that I'm a straight A student. Same at my last school."
y/n: "All hail Soobin."
soobin: "Smart and athletic. I'm practically the entire package."
y/n: "Okay, take it easy."
soobin: "I thought you said to not be afraid to shine?"
y/n: (chuckles) "There's a thin line between confidence and arrogance. Don't cross it."
soobin: (laughs) "Yes ma'am."
y/n: (laughs) "It's funny to see you saluting me and I have to look up at you."
soobin: "I can bend my knees and do it again."
y/n: "Are you poking fun at my height?"
soobin: "A little."
y/n: "Just for that, I'm not letting you into the gate."
soobin: "But I forgot my gate key today!"
y/n: "Sucks for you."
soobin: "You did not just stick out your tongue at me."
y/n: "If I did, so what?"
soobin: "Then I'll do... this."
y/n: "Soobin!"
soobin: "What's wrong? I thought you weren't gonna let your height stop you."
y/n: "Give me back my gate key."
soobin: "I'm holding it out, just get it, then."
y/n: (laughs) "I hate you."
mom: "[y/n]?"
y/n: "M-mom."
mom: "What are you doing? Come inside the complex before you get run over by a car out there."
y/n: "O-okay."
soobin: (whispers) "Here's your gate key."
y/n: (whispers) "Thanks."
mom: "You must be the new tenant in the complex."
soobin: "Yes. It's nice to meet you, Mrs. [y/n's last name]."
mom: "Oh, this isn't my first time meeting you. You've been biking home with my daughter everyday, right?"
y/n: (whispers) "Mom..."
soobin: "Yes."
mom: "Well, you should get home now. I'm sure you have lots of homework to do. I know [y/n] does."
soobin: "Of course. It was nice meet... I mean, it was good to see you. Bye [y/n]."
y/n: "Bye."
(door closes)
mom: "I don't like that boy."
y/n: "He's just a friend, Mom."
mom: "I don't care. I don't want to see you with him again, do you understand me?"
y/n: "But Mom--"
mom: "Should we revisit what happened last year?"
y/n: "This isn't like that. He has a--"
mom: "Then let's make sure it doesn't become like that or like anything."