perhaps it's a good thing that she had sort-of overcompensated when she had been given the go-ahead for the planning of all of the meals for the pre-law majors. no one had wanted to, and since she had some experience doing it, sera had volunteered her and she had ended up taking the entire thing in stride.

aka she had asked everyone to buy things and apparently things were on sale so they got much more than she had planned.

in her defence, she had only bought ingredients for dessert (since she was sure no one would think about bringing dessert on an mt), and had picked up some things for just in case. and it seemed like a few others had done similar with the just in case.

either way, they had an abundance of food so she had been planning on sharing with anyone who hadn't seemed to have eaten. or if another major had forgotten to bring enough food. or whatever. her bleeding heart.

she's not sure what had happened with the film majors, if she's honest, but kiwoo had wandered over looking like a kicked puppy and she had laughed and told him to just wait for her to finish up making the grilled meat, having opted for simple bulgogi and rice for the day with a bucket of kimchi.

something suspicious is definitely going on here. something is, what’s it called? … afoot? something like that. 

sera had thought it might be a coincidence at first, when some people’s toiletries were missing that morning. maybe someone accidentally threw them away. or someone had taken the wrong ones. or, the people crying wolf had misplaced them themselves and were looking to put the blame onto someone else. endless possibilities! 

however, things kept disappearing, and it’s looking less like a coincidence and more like a crime by the hour. and if there’s one thing sera knows, it’s that it’s her duty as a future lawyer to attempt to stop any and all crimes! 

she’s currently, well… lurking around the bathrooms, or at least that’s what it likely would look like if someone caught her. but she’s investigating, honestly! it’s not like she has anything better to do, after getting kicked out of the bonfire talent show on account of “screaming too loudly”. ridiculous. her fellow students just hate to see a girlboss winning. 

as she’s approaching the bathroom on the first floor (she’s been making the rounds, checking every bathroom for any possible clues), there’s the sound of someone walking down the hallway, and—

oh! “kiwoo!” she exclaims, running over to him, almost stumbling over her own feet in the process (okay so she might be a little bit drunk, but only a little, promise!). “thank god you’re here. i need your help.” she clings to his arm, mostly to support herself, so she doesn’t fall over. an intense gaze directed at him, and she lifts one hand, pointing her finger directly at his forehead. 

“okay!” 

sera opens her notebook (pink and sparkly, of course), gel pen at the ready in her hand (also pink and sparkly). she’d reserved a study room in the library for this very important meeting, and made sure to lower the blinds and lock the door once they’d both arrived — god forbid anyone was watching, listening in, or had any chance of walking in on them.

this is serious business after all. and, a super-secret meeting! 

“item one on the agenda,” she starts, staring kiwoo down from across the table, tapping her pen against the empty page as she speaks. “how exactly do we ruin his perfectly balanced campaign without technically breaking the rules?” she leans forward slightly, eyes narrowing as she points her pen at him accusingly, as if she’s cross-examining him in court. “don’t tell me you haven’t been scheming. i can see the evil little gears turning in your head.” 

then, her attempt at a stern, deeply serious expression falters, and she breaks into a grin. “you totally look like you’ve thought of something so stupid it might just work,” she says as she leans back, and starts writing something down — TOP SECRET EVIL MASTERPLAN as the headline on the so far empty page. 

“well.” her gaze returns to kiwoo, a hint of mischief in her eyes. “i have some ideas myself. so, imagine this.” there’s a pause, purely for dramatic effect, of course. “we spend an entire session arguing with a shopkeeper over the price of one apple. for at least two hours. no combat, no questing, just pure economical warfare.” as she’s saying it out loud, though, it doesn’t sound nearly as evil as she had planned for it to be. she taps the tip of her pen against her lips thoughtfully, then groans. 

“ugh. or not. it’s not evil enough!” she flops her head dramatically down on the table, blonde waves spilling over the notebook, covering the page. after a beat, she tilts her face up just enough to prop her cheek against her palm, squinting at kiwoo as if he’s supposed to know better. 

"please stop threatening to steal dori from me, i will actually get a restraining order for you." minhyun says, sigh loud and dramatic as he pulls the cat up in his arms, close to his chest as he watches kiwoo suspiciously. his childhood friend had just dropped by to visit him, minhyun has to admit he did bribe him for company to the night, play some video games or whatever, and food. food he thinks is the main factors kiwoo visits him whenever he does, but he doesnt complain.

"i have the set up ready, the food was here, cold drinks in the fridge and the first you say when you come in-" he pauses, eyes his friend an the fact that he hadn't even taken his shoes off, brow raised "is that you will steal my baby girl from me?" he finishes his question, pressing a few aggressive kisses to dori's head as she purs in his arms "sometimes i think you only use me for free food and dori..." he is teasing now, grin growing wide on his lips as he steps closer to kiwoo, in order to reach to the closet and pull a pair of slippers for his friend, still refusing to let go of dori as she was oh so cutely snuggled in his arms.