pairing: class president!eom seonghyeon x brat!reader ft. swimmer!ahn keonho
genre: high school!au, love triangle, situationship!au.
warnings: everyone here is eighteen, swearing, lowkey mean reader at times, hanni&danielle from newjeans/ian from h2h, ryul&ohyul from lngshot appearance, an almost kiss, parties, drinking, hyeon kinda sucks with his feelings, reader is very dramatic, casual situationship break down.
synopsis - you’ve liked class president eom seonghyeon ever since, from random students asking you if you two were dating or even his own best friends teasing the life out of you both - counting down the days until the confirmation of your relationship. what happens when you finally believe he likes you back only for everything to crumble? thank god for cute swimming champions.
authors note: thank u all for waiting! i’m dividing this into two posts, or possibly even a series.
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you slammed your locker shut harshly, annoyed that your rhode lip balm had become out of stock both online and in store; students noticing the thunderstorm above your head, making a beeline to get out of your way in the campus hallways.
already in a bad mood, your day was about to get a lot more irritating as kwon mirae’s eyes followed on the length of your school skirt.
“ y/n, you know the rules. your skirt is not appropriate.” your eyes instantly rolled to the back of your head, staring down at her whilst chewing on your grape flavoured bubblegum - her constant warnings were useless, as if you would even listen to the vice president.
well then again, you never really listened to anyone unless it was your parents.
“ the skirt is ugly, no one would wear that shit normally.” you crossed your arms, watching her face become irritated - trying her best to actually get you to listen for once. you and mirae were at each other’s throats all the time, she was always trying to land you in detention or in the principal’s office.
luckily for you, your father had donated enough money to the school for principal kwon to dismiss all your warnings.
“ you realise this isn’t a fashion show?” she argued back grabbing a detention slip from her pocket, beginning to write your name like you would actually attend the after school detention with the weirdos and so called bad kids.
“ clearly not, seeing the way you dress.” you murmur, noticing other students were trying to listen in on your conversation; sending them a glare.
mirae was about to reply back before her eyes shifted to something behind you, closing her mouth at the sight. as crazy as you are, you instantly smelled the familiar jo malone cologne - the sweet smell filling your senses. turning your head you make eye contact with class president eom seonghyeon, looking ever so handsome in his uniform. suddenly your entire mood shifted, a smile plastered over your face.
“ be nice, n/n.” he called out, walking over to stand right beside you. “ what’s happening, girls?” your smile drops everytime you look back at mirae, only upholding your sweet look in front of seonghyeon.
“ she’s bothering me, hyeon. she’s trying to make me wear the ugly skirts.” you intertwined your arm around his bicep, seeing mirae seriously roll her eyes at your action. you somehow managed to always weasel your way out of trouble, especially with seonghyeon as class president.
“ that’s not it seonghyeon, she just won’t listen.” she argues back, pointing her finger.
you couldn’t help but try argue back, only for seonghyeon to place his hand out in front of your body to get you to stop. “ i’ll deal with her, it’s fine mirae. i’ll get her to class early on time.” he got in between the both of you, seeing you two stare each other down like mortal enemies.
seonghyeon was the reason why you also never had any detentions or got into trouble, he vouched for you every time. you share a grin towards mirae’s face, knowing you definitely wouldn’t be getting lectured at all.
the vice president scoffed and stormed off.
“ she’s so fucking annoying, hyeon i swear.” you let go of his arm, facing him as you fix your hair out of frustration. “ i can’t believe she’s always making me out to be such a bad person.” seonghyeon shakes his head, the cutie he was.
there was something astonishing about the situationship between you two, definitely more than friends but never officially claimed as lovers.
“ don’t listen to her n/n, now come on. we’re gonna be late to class.” he says, grabbing onto your bag for him to carry whilst you stayed rambling on about the gossip within your girls’ groupchat - how ian was talking to someone boy named jaehyun now.
as soon as the two of you entered the classroom together, your classmates let out a range of oohs and teasing noises - especially hanni and martin. the biggest y/nhyeon shippers, fighting each other for the title of captain.
“ my favourite unofficial couple!” hanni giggled, moving her bag over from your shared desk. you two sat together whilst danielle and ian were seatmates on the desk in front. luckily, the boys were on the other side of the classroom which meant you four could talk freely without being eavesdropped on.
unfortunately martin had the consequences of being caught trying to listen in onto your girls’ gossip sessions, which lead to hanni throwing her pencil case at the back of his head.
seonghyeon didn’t say anything to her teasing and neither did you, sitting down on your seats. “ soooo the party tonight?” ian wiggles her eyebrows, reminding you of the celebration party that ryul kim was hosting and personally invited the four of you girls to attend. ryul’s parties were always the craziest - project x type. “ i’m totally down, i need a drink anyways.” you mumble, fixing your lip gloss through your compact mirror.
danielle and hanni both agreed before you grabbed a piece of paper from your notebook, scrunching it up and throwing it at the back of james’ back. the older was about to complain before realising it was just you who threw it, “ are you guys going to ryul’s tonight?” danielle asked - starting a conversation with the boys from the other side of the room.
thank god it was just a study period, which meant no teacher was present and only the class president looked after the class. “ yeah we’re going, probably at 10 or something. won and ni-ki are going too.” juhoon answered, drawing some stick figure on the front of martin’s notebook.
“ i’m surprised he invited us, knowing his little crush on our y/n.” martin snorted, trying to make the tension uncomfortable. he was mentioning the small thing you and ryul had in grade ten after his school visited yours for a volleyball game, his attempt in looking for any jealousy on seonghyeon’s face.
it was this thing him and hanni did; trying to forcibly have proven evidence of your feelings and seonghyeon’s feelings for each other. you blantly shared with everyone your feelings for him, but he still hadn’t clarified anything.
“ that was such a long time ago man, they’re just friends.” seonghyeon blurts out - hanni and martin’s entertainment rising.
that’s exactly what you wanted to hear; seonghyeon caring about you with another guy - rumoured or not. you wanted him to tell you how much he cared, not just with his actions but his words. you’ve been waiting for him to confess ever since the tenth grade where you first began noticing how cute seonghyeon was.
“ yeah but they’re both hot so who knows?” hanni teases, everyone simultaneously trying to analyse the look on his face. it didn’t take an idiot to see seonghyeon was hiding the bothered look on his face, taking a quick glance back at you before replying to your friend.
that one glance set your heart rate rising, yes you seemed delusional but after getting continuous signs - you didn’t seem that crazy after all. glances meant everything, that’s what old rom coms used to tell you - it’s all in the eyes, they tell you everything.
the conversation quickly moved on with james mentioning his upcoming hockey game, your interest died down as everyone’s voices started to blur out. only an hour into school and you just wanted to go home and sleep for all of eternity. on the other hand seonghyeon noticed you spacing out, a small grin on his face watching you focus on the gems on your acrylics - ones he helped you choose the other week.
your phone buzzed against the table, only to see his name spread across your screen. looking up to see his eyes meeting yours. you mouth, “ but you’re right here?” in return he shakes his head, pointing down at his phone for you to continue your private chat meanwhile everyone else was fighting over what drinks they were bringing to the party tonight.
hyeon: busy thinking about something?
me: u stalking me eom seonghyeon?
hyeon: nope i just careeeee
me: i know u do, who wouldn’t
hyeon: yk we have that assignment coming up next week
me: ew don’t even start w that, i’ll just get hyunwoo to do it for me
hyeon: you have me, i’ll help u
me: but its so easy to have someone do it
hyeon: nope, i’m helping you.
hyeon: now we should get off our phones before ian tries playing games on it
me: dont miss me too much
hanni notices the smile on your face beaming down at your phone, slightly leaning to catch a glimpse of what you were giggling on about. she couldn’t help but reflect the same facial expression realising it was seonghyeon you were texting.
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NOW PLAYING: sue me by audrey hobert
eyes instantly laid on you and your girls the second you entered ryul’s house - seeing familiar faces already plastered and dancing around the house. flashing party lights shone across the walls as people had the time of their lives. “ what took you so long?” martin’s loud voice rang through your ears, finding his way to you four with a red cup in his hands. “ miss l/n over here had to blow her hair out, duh.” danielle wrapped an arm around your waist, pulling you so close - pretending to flirt.
you swished your hair around to show off in front of the tall blonde who kept complimenting your outfit, “ looking hot.” he stated before guiding you to where the rest of the boys were; in the large pool area. you walked through the doors to see seonghyeon and juhoon playing ping pong against ni-ki and james meanwhile jungwon was talking to heeseung on the lawn chairs.
“ oh look the girls are here.” james noticed first, using an advantage to get seonghyeon to look for you - which he did, instantly getting distracted at how pretty you looked. he watched seonghyeon look over automatically at the mention of you and your girls, it was like watching a fish fall for its bait.
he used his younger friend’s state of admiration to easy smash the pingpong ball on their end, seonghyeon completely missing the turn. “ man what the!” juhoon nudged his friend, realising what the hell he was looking at and laughing, “ shit man you’re down bad.”
meanwhile martin was showing off his recent “ creative” drinks he made earlier with random liquids, asking hanni to try it who happened to threaten him with bodily harm if he didn’t get her a proper drink from inside. ian already went back into the house trying to find her recent situationship, jaehyun who she had been super keen on seeing at the party.
you and danielle came up to the pingpong table, laughing at the score - jju and hyeon were losing to ni-ki and james.
“ ugh you guys are so bad!” danielle snorted seeing how stressed juhoon was with his paddle, cursing out ni-ki for being a good player. “ dani you try it then.” seonghyeon easily handed his paddle to your best friend, moving spots to stand beside you instead.
“ you’re like really bad at pingpong babe.” you giggled, patting seonghyeon’s shoulder in comfort who playfully send you a glare. the two of you moved away from the table so you wouldn’t get hit by danielle’s dramatic movements, watching her nearly slap juhoon in the face with her arm.
“ did martin not get you girls a drink?” he noticed your emoty hand, you quickly shake your head in response.
“ yeah so i am not trying his experiment drinks, absolutely not.”
“ then come, i’ll get you a drink.” you confidently hold onto seonghyeon’s hand, seeing the surprised look on his face but he stays silent - leading you back inside the house. the amount of people inside made him go inside first, keeping you closely behind him and guiding the way. your heart loudly beat from your hands together, and the way he was trying his best to lead the way without having people bumping into you.
the kitchen wasn’t as packed as the rest of the house, your hands still linked together. seonghyeon managed to find his way to the fruit flavoured drinks, knowing you didn’t really like anything that tasted like straight up hand sanitizer.
“ what about this one?” he handed you a bottle of raspberry vodka, taking a sip of the drink and nodding your head - guiding the bottle back for him to drink.
seonghyeon took it easily, sipping out of the same bottle.
okay. it seemed like nothing but these small interactions made your heart do nothing but pound in your chest, thanking the universe for the current moment where you and your crush for two years just indirectly kissed. well it wasn’t the first time, but every time it meant something.
“ it tastes good.” he looked down at you, some of his bangs brushing over his eyes. talking about his visuals, yes you knew eom seonghyeon was one of the most handsomest boys at your high school - everyone spoke about him with slicked back hair, forehead showing, but you liked him the best with his hair messy.
“ good.” you smiled back, taking the bottle out of his hands and taking a sip which left a red tint on both of your lips. “ yo, is that you y/n?” a voice interrupted your train of thoughts, forcing you to face the direction of the voice’s owner.
ryul shared a small smile, staring in between you and seonghyeon. rewind to the conversation about your little fling with ryul, the reason why it never ended up continuing was because he clearly saw your infatuation with eom seonghyeon.
“ oh hey man.” the two boys greeted each other, noticing some weird tension that formed within seconds. ryul reached an arm around your waist, hugging you. seonghyeon looked down at the proximity, staring at the arm touching you - his jaw naturally clenched at the sight but stayed silent.
his arm didn’t need to go that low.
“ you two having fun?” the older guy asked.
“ yeah we’re good,” seonghyeon replied instantly, “ i think i saw someone jumping into your pool with a bike earlier though.”
ryul simply laughed and brushed it off, “ i’ll get that cleaned out tommorrow. alright i can’t stay for too long, ohyul’s somewhere trying to do three backflips in a row.”
you made a scrunched up reaction at the thought of kwon ohyul going to the emergency department from his dumbass drunkenly becoming a cheerleader.
“ alright see you guys, enjoy the party and oh, you look good y/n.” ryul added the last part, making you snicker at the comment whilst seonghyeon stayed silent. you turned around to face him, seeing the way his lips pursued and watched ryul walk away. “ let’s go, i feel stuffy in here?” he nodded his head, your hand reaching up to the back of his shirt as he once again lead you outside.
NOW PLAYING: dancing in the kitchen by lany
the two of you sat far away from everyone else, sitting on the pool chairs whilst the reflection of the pool lights brightened up your faces. the two of you shared a long chair, facing each other.
“ so you and ryul?” he broke the silence. of course he’d ask that. seonghyeon was always like this whenever another guy showed interest - questioned it all, hiding the actual reason why he wanted to know everything. “ there is no me and ryul, hyeon. you know this, he’s just a friend to me. i only see him that way.”
“ yeah?” he asked, his brown eyes reflecting the pool waves.
you hum back in response, “ i’m not into him.”
“ but he’s right though.”
“ what about?” you ask, fixing the strap of your top. his eyes follow your hands, respectfully looking back up.
“ you look pretty tonight.”
thump. thump. thump. there it goes again - yes, your heart is supposed to sound like that, but it didn’t help when it sped up whenever seonghyeon was around. “ do i?” you couldn’t help but tease, tucking a strand of your hair back behind your ear. seonghyeon nodded, sliding closer. “ only tonight?”
“ you look beautiful every night, y/n. i’m sure you know that.” ugh, he was so good with his words. the best thing about him, he knew exactly what to say. to hide your nerves you playfully scoff, “ i know that.” he could only grin at your confidence, staring at the way you looked back up at him - head tilted in a way that made him loose his train of thought.
“ it’s better when you’re the one complimenting me though.” you boldly state. seonghyeon hums, once again moving closer without even realising his body was motioning towards you and before you knew it, he was practically conjoined with your soul - the tension between you both was so thick if someone walked in they would feel it instantly like a brick wall.
“ yeah?” he responds in a whispered way you’ve never heard him speak before, making you swallow your saliva out of nervousness. sure, you’ve had solo moments like this with him before but this was a step further, it seriously felt like the moments before the male lead was about to kiss the main character in the dramas.
how conrad fisher stared at belly before he would make his dramatic romance move.
“ well i’m glad that you only see him as a friend.” yep, that totally won you over once again - for the millionth time.
“ jealous much?” you amusingly reply, eager to see the rest of his reaction. “ i just care about you a lot, n/n. i wish what’s best, and you deserve the best.” the gap between you both barely existed, both your bodies eager for the space to no longer exist.
“ and i care about you too, hyeon.” your lips whisper out, unable to stop staring at his own. he reciprocated the same action, you felt like no one else appeared in the world - only your two souls left in focus of one another.
sappy thoughts aside; holy fuck, were you about to kiss eom seonghyeon?
your eyes weren’t deceiving you as his reached to your pink lips, “ hyeon i like y-” on the verge of your blurted confession, martin edwards comes rushing out of the doors with a puffed out look on his face as if he had been running. searching desperately for something, “ guys we have to leave like right now, someone called the cops.”
are you fucking serious, whoever that was; you’d be cursing them for life. seonghyeon turned back to you, standing right up before pulling you close to him; noticing that the girls were a bit far back looking around for you. “ go with them, i’ll try find james okay?”
“ are you sure?” you stared at him, watching everyone scatter to find their own way home. he nodded his head, leading you to the direction of hanni who quickly grabbed you and started rushing behind ian and danielle; turning your head to see seonghyeon checking on you one last time before him and martin jumped over the gates.
luckily for the four of you girls, danielle’s older sister lived nearby and managed to speed off to come pick you up. in the backseat with ian and hanni, you were completely stunned. utterly silenced at what just happened a few minutes ago. either you were crazy or you were just about to kiss eom seonghyeon, no, you literally saw him with your own eyes - he was leaning it. the moment was there, the tension hurt itself.
“ guys.” you blurt out after danielle was ranting to her sister about the neighbour that snitched to the police.
“ what’s wrong?” ian asked, “ you didn’t forget your purse, i have it with me.”
you shook your head, holding onto the back of the passenger seat: “ i think seonghyeon was about to kiss me.” the volume instantly raised inside the car, with even danielle’s older sister heavily reacting.
“ so you didn’t actually kiss?”
“ what the fuck, babe holy shit!”
“ we were having a moment, like actually, we were both leaning in before martin came in.” hanni’s face scrunched up at the mention of the blonde’s name, loudly cursing him out for blocking your potential kiss. your heart was continously pounding hard against your chest, glistening in the memory.
“ are you gonna text him later?” danielle asks with a huge grin on her face, wiggling her eyebrows. “ but i want him to text me back first.” you whine, the thought of you chasing even more after he tried kissing you - you wanted him to absolutely start yearning. “ what if i’m just crazy?”
ian shook her head, waving her hand in your face to stop your negativity. “ nope, don’t think like that. he nearly got smacked in the face because he was staring at you.”
“ yeah, and look how hot you look tonight, i’d wanna kiss you too.”
the girls all mumble, simultaneously agreeing that you weren’t delusional. because eom seonghyeon truly was leaning in for a kiss, and if martin didn’t rock up, you would’ve confessed. holy shit.
you weren’t delusional, you were seconds away from kissing your dream guy.
NOW PLAYING: keep me by novo amor
you had hundreds of texts from people asking if you made it home safely from the party throughout the whole weekend, even ryul messaged to apologise and ask if you and the girls managed to leave. none came from the contact you wanted, the one you practically rushed to your phone everytime you heard the message notification.
none came from seonghyeon.
you were seriously tempted to just confidently text him and ask what happened at the party but somehow you just froze every time you clicked on his messages, like your body wasn’t allowing you to contact him first.this was kind of humiliating, waiting around for him to speak first.
the next day came along quickly, fixing your hair in the mirror of hanni’s car - checking yourself out one last time before the two of you stepped onto campus. “ hey you good honey?” she asked softly, sensing your mood instantly.
“ no, why hasn’t he said anything?” you grumble - checking through the dms of annoying guys that tried to slide into your private chats meanwhile you only waited for seonghyeon’s. it wasn’t the best feeling ever to have everyone else in the world except the guy you wanted more than anything.
“ he’s probably just busy, i even heard from jju that principal kwon asked him to come in early for some meeting this morning.” nodding your head at hanni’s attempt to calm your nerves, the two of you got out of her car and onto campus.
“ yo there you two are, which colour should i do my nails?” martin asks as soon as you enter the classroom, shoving four different colours of nail polish in your face. you shared a knowing look with hanni, martin was cute and smart but he wasn’t the best with painting his nails - especially in a classroom where his desk didn’t actually belong to him.
“ just wait until lunch, i’ll do it.” the blonde grinned seeing you point towards the baby blue colour, counting down the minutes until you could repaint his nails. danielle and ian were already at their desks, giggling about the apparent new transfer student from america who was a god at swimming.
“ no ways you two are feining over my cousin.” martin snorted, fixing his hair using your compact mirror. the four of you turn your heads towards him; “ that swimming champion is related to you?” ian sneered and jokingly stared at him up and down.
the blonde scoffed, “ um yes he is.”
“ what does he look like?” danielle questioned.
“ obviously not as handsome as me, but he’s got brown hair, shorter than me, um i don’t really know how to describe him.” martin replies, scratching the back of his head. ian rolls her eyes at him, mumbling at how useless his information was.
“ oh wait but i have a photo!” he brightens up, grabbing his phone out as juhoon and james arrive. meanwhile you were waiting on seongyeon to also arrive, usually he would rock up with juhoon but he clearly he didn’t.
ugh, you hated whenever your crush was absent whenever you spent all morning looking forward to coming to school just to see him.
martin reveals the photo on his phone, you could hear the small gasps coming from the other three. “ what the fuck he looks like if song hye kyo and cha eunwoo had a baby.” hanni complimented, nudging your shoulder to take a look.
leaning over to see the guy, your eyes widen. they weren’t lying, martin showed a photo of him and his cousin; gorgeous smile, fluffy brown hair with a medal around his neck. damn.
“ so what’s his name?” ian asked. martin was about to reply before the sliding door shuffled, revealing miss choi, seonghyeon and some girl?
“ settle down everyone.” miss choi announced as she stood infront of the teacher’s desk, you watched seonghyeon next to the unknown girl who happened to be smiling at him - whispering to each other like they’ve known each other for years.
wait what the fuck, hold on. who was that?
“ this is our new student, hana. please make her feel welcome!” the teacher exclaimed as hana bowed infront of everyone. she looked innocent, sweet, shy - everything you’d expect with someone new to the school. “ you can sit next to sol for the time being, hana.” the girl nods as you watch seonghyeon lead her to her seat, a smile spread on his face.
pause. that smile should only be reserved for you. fuck, you sounded insane.
it seemed dramatic to be acting this way, but you two were literally millimetres away from kissing at ryul’s party - you weren’t blind, it was like a magnetic pull. you could still remember the rush feeling in your chest during that moment, one you’ll never forget. it felt like you needed him more than anything, and he felt the same way.
it really wasn’t the greatest feeling seeing him smile towards some random new girl whilst you waited the entire weekend for his notification to show up.
“ honey you okay?” hanni noticed. she always noticed. your go to girl whenever something went down. it was danielle and ian who would physically defend whenever something was wrong, but hanni was the mature one - she settled you all and made sure nothing was wrong.
“ huh?” you spaced back into the world, realising you were creepily staring out into the whiteboard. she stared at you and then seonghyeon, placing a hand on your shoulder with a small comforting smile.
break time came by pretty quickly, as hanni was busy trying to distract you with rewatching never have i ever and glazing over paxton hall yoshida’s abs. your friend group sat at your usual table, with james thinking he looked nonchalant by sitting on the actual bench with his latest fashion item: a beret. juhoon was occupied arguing with hanni over who stole his nuggets - it was clearly martin.
“ hey guys.” seonghyeon walked over with hana by his side, shyly waving. your girls couldn’t help but stay silent at her appearance, deciding whether it was alright to speak. they all knew about your dilemma with the absence of a response from seonghyeon. “ this is kwon hana, the new student. well actually i’ve known her since we were kids, her family just moved back to seoul.”
great. family friends. childhood best friends to lovers. the perfect story trope that everyone loved. this is what conrad and belly had. nope. this was messing with your head, the mind of a teenage girl who couldn’t understand the feelings of a teenage boy. “ oh hey!” ian introduced your girls, your eyes meeting with seonghyeon’s as he nodded his head up at you.
“ hey, you all are so pretty!” hana complimented. god, you couldn’t even hate her. she was so sweet. you forced yourself to smile, the other girls watching your interaction slowly. it wasn’t her fault, she seriously only moved here.
you knew you seemed dramatic, to be frightened at the appearance of this new childhood best friend but you spent two years head over heels over eom seonghyeon with people whispering in your ear that he shared the same feelings.
mixed with the actions he displayed, the care, the longing in his eyes - the way he ran all the way back to your house because you cried over accidentally leaving your id card before a test. you still remembered the first time you properly paid attention to him, where he caught you trying to climb over the school gates to avoid getting into trouble with your sports teacher for pretending you had your period. instead of snitching, he let you step over his hands to escape.
“ yo i’m martin, and that’s juhoon and james.” your thoughts were interrupted, hearing hana laugh. “ so you’re childhood friends with hyeon?” martin asked with curiosity filling his tone, “ he hasn’t mentioned you before.”
“ oohhh, he’s too shy to mention his first love aye?” she joked, nudging his arm. seonghyeon let out a laugh, his face slightly reddening at her teasing. why was he not denying it.
this wasn’t supposed to happen.
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