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“Behind you, behind you, behind you—”

“I KNOW”

Jiwon spun around just in time to catch the enemy pushing through the doorway. A second later the kill notification appeared on her screen.

“There”

“See? Free kill”

“Free? I literally got him on 80”

Footsteps echoed from B main, followed by utility landing onto site.“Rotate, rotate. They’re hitting B” Yunho called out through the headset. “I’m already rotating”

“Good. Because our Sage is staring at a wall” he pointed out, earning him a snort from Jiwon. “For fucks sakes. To be fair, she’s been staring at that wall all game” she groaned. “Maybe she’s trynna find her hidden skills” he laughed. She chuckled back. “Should have kept them skills hidden ngl”

The round ended a minute later with neither of them surviving. “You’re actually useless” she said. “Yet somehow still above you on the scoreboard” She immediately clicked open the scoreboard. “By one kill”. ”A lead is a lead” he grinned. 

The next round loaded. For a few minutes the conversation drifted between callouts, complaints about teammates, and Yunho insisting every questionable play he made was actually part of a bigger strategy. A few rounds passed without much happening beyond the usual back-and-forth commentary and the occasional complaint about matchmaking.

Then Yunho laughed.

Not because of the game.

Just randomly.

“What?”

“Nothing”

“Yunho”

“I saw your neighbor’s post earlier” Jiwon immediately groaned. “Why are we talking about him?”

“Because it’s funny”

”No it’s not. Also posting about me is crazyyyy” 

“Kinda romantic if you ask me. It’s giving boy next door trope.” Jiwon instantly rolled her eyes. “Yunho stfu”

“I’m just sayin”

“Well don’t”. Yunho laughed. “I just think it’s funny how much energy you spend thinking about each other.”

“I do not think about him. Bitch i don’t even know the guy”

“Yet”

Jiwon opened her mouth to argue before immediately getting shot trying to peek mid.

“OH MY GOD”

“That’s what happens when you’re distracted”

“This is your fault”

“Still got him killed”

“Shut up”

A few seconds passed. Then, because Yunho apparently enjoyed making her miserable, he added "You’d actually get along, you know”. Jiwon groaned so loudly she nearly broke her microphone. “Why are you so obsessed with this?”

“I’m not obsessed, I just think it’s funny”

“It’s not funny”

“It kinda is”

“No”

Yunho snorted. “Okay, okay. I’ll drop it. But the note thing is objectively hilarious”

“Glad someone’s entertained”

“I really am”

Jiwon stared at her screen.

“I’m muting you”

“You say that every game”

“And one day I’ll mean it”

“You won’t”

Unfortunately, he was right.

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A/N: a lill filler chapter :3 also I know this story is moving so slow, imma just blame the 10 pic limit cuz everytime I want to do multiple things in one chapter I have to split them (sorry y’allll) Anywayssss hope y’all are enjoying :)

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Jiwon pushed open the studio door and immediately spotted Wooyoung. Unfortunately. He was sitting on the floor scrolling through his phone, but looked up the second she walked in. ”You came”

Jiwon dropped her bag by the wall. ”You seemed pretty determined to annoy me until I did” she replied. ”Because I knew you’d say yes” he grinned, beaming. 

Before she could argue further, her attention shifted to the guy standing a few feet away. ”Hi I’m San”. He offered a small wave, looking like he wanted to be here even less than her, but was still making an effort to be polite. ”Nice to meet you” 

”Nice to meet you as well, I’m Jiwon” 

The introductions were brief, and after a few more minutes of Wooyoung insisting he deserved credit for bringing them together, Jiwon finally clapped her hands together and told San to get up.

The first ten minutes told her everything she needed to know.San wasn’t naturally gifted. Not even close. But he listened.

Every correction she gave was met with an immediate attempt to fix it. He asked questions when he was confused, didn’t pretend to understand things he didn’t, and never once complained when she made him repeat the same movement over and over again. 

That alone put him ahead of half the people she’d taught before.

Wooyoung, despite being a dance major himself, spent most of the lesson being completely unhelpful. At one point he tried demonstrating a move, insisting he could explain it better, immediately lost balance, and nearly took out a speaker. Jiwon had laughed so hard she had to sit down.

By the time they finally called for a break, San looked exhausted. “I have a new appreciation for dancers” he admitted, accepting the water bottle Jiwon tossed his way. ”As you should” she replied with a proud nod. San took a long drink of water before grimacing. “I thought this would be easier”. “That’s because you’re arrogant” Jiwon said immediately. “I came here fully admitting I’d be bad” San protested, hands raised in mock surrender. 

The break stretched longer than intended. One conversation turned into another, and before long they weren’t really talking about dance anymore. The topic jumped from classes to professors, then to awful group project experiences, then to dance department horror stories courtesy of both Jiwon and Wooyoung, which naturally turned into a mutual roasting session.

”I heard you were stuck with my former roommate as a neighbor” San grinned, clearly aware of the whole feud between Jiwon and Mingi. ”Oh right, forgot he was your friend as well" she rolled her eyes, earning a laugh from both the men. “To be fair” San said “he’s kind of asking for it”

“THANK YOU” Jiwon said immediately. “Don’t encourage her” Wooyoung groaned. “I’ve been saying this for weeks” Jiwon said. “It’s been like five days” Wooyoung shot back. “Longest five days of my life”. The conversation drifted elsewhere soon after, but before they wrapped up, they spent a few minutes talking through ideas for what they could work on during the next session.

By the time they packed up and headed out of the studio, Jiwon found herself surprisingly glad she’d agreed to Wooyoung’s ridiculous request. San was easy to talk to, which wasn’t something she’d expected when she’d first walked through the door. Unfortunately, this also meant Wooyoung would never let her hear the end of it. And judging by the smug look on his face as they left the building, he already knew it.

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As soon as the word “dismissed” left the professor’s lips, Jiwon was out of there. She barely bothered shoving her notebook into her bag before heading across campus. The whole walk to the library she kept checking her phone, half expecting another text from Yunjin.

Thankfully, there wasn’t one.

Jaemin was Yunjin’s ex. Well ex situationship, but still. When the idiot left flowers outside Yunjin and Chaeryeong’s dorm the first time most of the group ignored it, thinking he’d shoot once, miss and just leave it. But apparently not, since said idiot was currently scoping the campus in hopes of reconciling. Ouhhh Jiwon wanted to kick his ass so bad.

When she arrived, it didn’t take long to spot her friend tucked away at one of the tables near the back.

And someone sitting beside her.

For a second Jiwon’s brain registered the unfamiliar guy, then immediately dismissed him in favor of making sure Yunjin was okay.

“You good?” Yunjin looked up and immediately nodded. “I’m good”

“Did he bother you again?”

“No. I hid in here and he eventually left”

Jiwon narrowed her eyes. “I still think I should be allowed to hit him”

“You’ve said that every time”

“And I’ll keep saying it”

That finally earned a laugh from Yunjin. Only then did Jiwon glance back at the guy sitting across from her. “Oh right” Yunjin said. “He’s that new tutor I told you guys about”

The guy smiled. “Hi, I’m Seonghwa. Nice to meet you”

“Jiwon. Nice to meet you too”

The introduction was simple enough. Jiwon pulled out a chair and sat down while Yunjin packed away a few papers.

Up close, she noticed Seonghwa was surprisingly well dressed for someone spending their afternoon tutoring college students. Actually, scratch that. The outfit was fire.

As if reading her thoughts, Seonghwa tilted his head slightly.

“I like your jacket”

Jiwon looked down at herself before grinning.

“Thanks. I was literally about to say the same thing about yours”

“Really?”

“Yeah, the color suits you”

“See?” Yunjin cut in. “I told him that"

Seonghwa looked mildly pleased with himself.

“You dance, right?” he asked.

She nodded. “How’d you know?”

“The iets frans pants” Jiwon glanced down and laughed.

 “Fair enough. I’m guessing you’re a fashion major? Or are you just tryna show us all up?” Seonghwa smiled. “Fashion major”

The conversation drifted naturally from there. Nothing particularly deep, just small talk about classes, campus life, and how Yunjin apparently had a habit of cursing out the universe every five minutes whenever she got stuck on something.

“She’s exaggerating” Yunjin complained. “You just prayed that the literature teacher would get laid and stop being a bitch” Seonghwa said. “That’s different, I think it would help him. But he’s chopped I doubt he would get someone” Yunjin replied.

Jiwon chuckled mildly in agreement, while Seonghwa just smiled to himself in amusement. By the time the conversation moved on again, she’d already decided she liked him.

Eventually, Jiwon checked the time and pushed back her chair. “Alright, I’m going to leave you two to it before Yunjin curses me next” 

“Jiwon” Yunjin groaned. Seonghwa laughed. “That does sound like something she’d do”

“See? He gets it already” Yunjin buried her face in her hands while both of them laughed. “Have fun studying” Jiwon said, grabbing her bag and standing up. “Try not to scare him off before the next tutoring session”

“I’m not the one scaring anyone off” Yunjin muttered. “Sure you’re not”

Jiwon slung her bag over her shoulder, then paused for a second. “Oh, and if you happen to see Jaemin again, let me know. Or if he says anything weird”

Yunjin immediately sighed. “Jiwon”

“I’m serious” she said. “Just text me”

“I will”

“Good” Satisfied, Jiwon finally waved goodbye and headed off, leaving the two of them at the table as their conversation picked right back up behind her.

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