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Minjeong starts walking Jimin to her lectures.
Well, that’s because Jimin’s been making her do so. Although, the brunette doesn’t mind as much as it does pay to see Jaemin’s burrowed brows when he walks past them, the raven linking their arms together while walking through the hallways.
As the two walk through the hallways, Jimin telling her about her day so far which Minjeong listens to, chuckling every there and then, Chaeyoung approaches them.
“Minjeong!” Chaeyoung calls out for her, a smile on her face.
Minjeong widens her eyes as she’s swung when Jimin tugs her closer, possessively holding her arm.
The brunette’s corner of her lips lift up nervously, slightly bowing her head. “Hi, Chaeyoung.” She greets lowly.
The glare at Jimin is evident. Jimin glares back.
So is the tension between the two. Minjeong clears her throat, smiling at Jimin. “Unfortunately, I have to get this one to class. Text me later, though.” Before Chaeyoung could answer, the brunette’s dragged away passed the girl.
As they walk, Minjeong nudges the raven. “What was that all about?”
Jimin stays quiet, continuing to walk. The brunette presses a bit harder.
“I don’t get why you don’t like her. She’s nice and I think you two would be very good friends.” The brunette suddenly says, peaking at the girl’s impression.
The raven rolls her eyes, muttering something under her breath. “I don’t get why you’re friends with her… she’s too… Ugh, I just don’t like her, that should be a good enough of a reason.” Jimin explains.
Minjeong hums in amuse, deciding to drop the topic.
They arrive at Jimin’s lecture hall, people chattering with others as they enter. They move to the side so they didn’t block the entrance.
“Have fun studying biology.” Minjeong teases, earning a whine from the older girl. “I’m leaving.”
But Minjeong is tugged back into Jimin’s view. “Aren’t you missing something?” The raven tilts her head.
Suddenly, Jimin is lifted and spun around, the raven holding onto the the brunette for dear life. After a few spins, Minjeong places her back onto the ground, hugging her tightly.
They melt into eachother, Minjeong letting out a breath of relief.
They pull away from eachother due to the warning bell, Minjeong is all smiles and begins walking away.
“You better respond when I’m bored in class.” Jimin tells her but Minjeong makes and X with her arms and raises it up.
“Minjeong!” She hears Jimin whine loudly, making her laugh.
“Swim”
“Practice-”
“At-”
“3-”
“Pm.”
“I know, Minjeong, now, please pay attention to class.” Ryujin instructs her.
Minjeong huffs. “You’re not even paying attention either!” She whisper yells, not wanting other students to look at her.
Ryujin scoffs in feigned hurt. “Texting Yeji is more important than studying. Plus I know the computer systems like the back of my hand.” She defends herself.
The brunette turns to Sunwoo. “Tell her she has to pay attention?”
The boy only shakes his head, pointing to the game he’s playing on his laptop. “I’m not even paying attention either, sorry.” He shrugs, going back to playing his game.
Minjeong groans before turning back to her notes.
Soon, she feels a buzz in her pocket.
[Jimin]: there’s still 15 minutes left and I already want to leave
[Minjeong]: Fifteen minutes more to start paying more attention, goodbye!
[Jimin]: wait wait don’t go
[Jimin]: Can we get lunch together? I don’t have any more lectures after this so im done for today
[Minjeong]: you can’t ask Yizhuo or Heejin or even Yeji?
[Jimin]: no
[Jimin]: i want to go with you only.
[Minjeong]: didn’t you used to hate me breathing within a 5 mile radius of you
[Jimin]: that was past Jimin and right now Jimin really wants to have lunch with you
[Jimin]: so yes or no 😁
[Minjeong]: you’re very lucky you’re cute
[Jimin]: I know I’m cute
Minjeong turns off her phone, letting her head fall onto the desk.
Ryujin places a hand on her shoulder. “Are you okay?” She asks, a hint of amuse in her voice.
“Jimin wants to get lunch together.” Minjeong’s voice is muffled.
The two next to her quietly gasps. “You two finally made up?” Sunwoo asks with curiousness.
The brunette only hums.
She’s going to get teased for the rest of the day for this, isn’t she?
This has to be some type of joke. She’s third wheeling?
Jimin doesn’t look too happy though. So, this was definitely unplanned.
Jaemin stares at them, a grin on his lips. Jimin sits next to Minjeong, her hand gently tugging at her shirt.
The two girls look at each other blankly before turning back to Jaemin. “Why are you here again?” Minjeong plays with the menu on the table.
The boy points to Jimin. “She said I could join along with you two!” He replies brightly.
Minjeong’s head jerks to the raven, hand covering the side of her face. “I thought you said it was going to be only us two.” She whispers.
Jimin grimaces, giving Minjeong an apologetic smile. “He saw me texting you and asked if he could come. I didn’t want to be mean.”
The brunette sighs, turning back the front. She purses her lips before looking down at the menu.
They’re at a resturant Minjeong’s never been to before but Jimin assured her it was a good place to dine at.
Despite having an unexpected guest, Minjeong feels comfortable next to the raven. Jimin stays quite close to her, her side slightly pressing against her’s. The raven’s warm and her scent is slightly intoxicating.
Everything about Jimin is unforgettable. She finds herself thinking about the little habits the girl the girl does—like to cling to her every moment she gets. Like how she is right now.
“So. Jimin, what do you like doing in your free time?” Jaemin suddenly asks.
“Swimming.” The raven responds blandly.
The boy blinks. “Oh, uh. Anything else?” He tries.
Jimin thinks for a moment. “Maybe, singing and dancing, piano?”
Jaemin nods, taking the information. He then faces the brunette. “What about you?”
The question catches Minjeong off guard, her eyes lifting up. “Oh, I like photography, working out, guitar, fixing devices, building pcs. Maybe, there’s more I can’t name from the top of my head.” The brunette nods after she’s done speaking.
The raven nudges her. “You do all of that? That’s so cool.” Jimin’s eyes glow in awe.
Minjeong feels her chest pound. “Really?” She finds herself asking lowly.
Jimin nods, a smile on her face. “You’re a smarty pants, aren’t you?”
The brunette pokes her side. “You are as well! Studying biology is hard too.” She adds in, a pout on her lips.
Jaemin watches as the girls giggle with eachother, tickling and poking each other while they wait for their food. He lets out a sigh, crossing his arms.
It doesn’t take long before their food is placed on the table, their table basically packed with delicious smelling dishes.
Minjeong whispers a thank you to the raven before digging into her food. Jimin tells her to enjoy.
The brunette feels her a poke into her arm. “Do you want a bite?” The raven points to her plate.
Minjeong knows she can’t take no for an answer. So she nods. The raven lifts up her fork, feeding the brunette.
The raven waits as the girl chews carefully. Soon, Minjeong’s eyes widen in shock. “It’s really good!”
Jimin tells her not to be shy if she wanted more.
Minjeong also offers the raven a bite of her food, lifting up a scoop of fried rice into Jimin’s mouth, her hand under her spoon just in case anything spills.
Her plate ends up being shared with the raven.
She comes to know that the boy in front of them has been watching them interact the whole time and still hasn’t said a word yet. Not that she didn’t mind his presence, but she knows it takes a lot of gut to continue third wheeling.
Eventually, he ends up clearing his throat. “Thank you for lunch but I have to head out. See you at practice?” He gives a hopeful toward Jimin, which makes Minjeong make a disgusted face.
Jimin only flashes him a slight smile. Jaemin frowns in return before standing up and leaving.
“That’s what he gets for ruining our outing.” Jimin glares at him as he leaves.
Jaemin’s first practice with the team—Minjeong tries not to snicker at the thought of it. She’ll be easy on him.
Coach Taeyeon waits for the rest to finish changing, scrolling on her phone.
Minjeong ruffles her hair, hair tie around her wrist. “How much do you want to bet?” She asks Yves and Hyunjin.
The two girls cross their arms. “20 bucks. Each.” Hyunjin offers and Minjeong almost gawks.
She pinches her nose, breathing out. “Ok, what if I win? 50 bucks, final offer.”
Yves puckers her lips to the side, seeming to be in opposition.
Hyunjin rolls her eyes, hitting the girl’s arms. “Fine. As soon as he complains about the reps. Since it’s his first practice, Coach Kim will test him on his endurance and speed and we get to watch.” The girl mumbles the last words, peaking at Coach Taeyeon.
Minjeong grins, confident she’ll win.
She walks over to the chairs, opting to sit while they wait. The boys usually take a long time because they get rowdy sometimes, resulting in Coach Taeyeon banging on the door for them to come out.
At the corner of her eyes, she sees a part of her team knocked out on the chairs beside her. The other half were in groups, loudly chattering.
Minjeong ought to fall asleep too, the boys were taking too long. She leans back into the chair, using her towel as a cushion.
Before she can enter dreamland, a whistle is loudly blown.
“Shit!” Yuna, next to her, yells.
“The boys are out, line up in a line for dry based stretches. Quickly!” Coach Taeyeon instructs.
The people sleeping immediately get up and put their caps on frantically. Minjeong struggles to shove her hair into the cap. She silently cusses when everyone stands in a line and she’s still putting her stuff on.
Jimin clears her throat. “5 adductor rocks on each side. Once you’re done, do 15 arm swings in all directions.”
Instantly, everyone lowers down, extending their leg out to begin their adductor rocks. Minjeong gently feels a stretch in her legs as she leans her weight.
It takes a good 10 minutes or so before they’re finished warming on dry land. The brunette is eager to get into the water.
Coach Taeyeon makes everyone line up in rows behind eachother, one person starting in each lane out of 10.
“200 yards easy swim freestyle, stretching your shoulders out. On my whistle.” Coach Taeyeon says, swimmers preparing to dive on the board.
The captains usually always go first, just to give everyone a demonstration for the second group to know what to do.
Minjeong waits for the whistle, sticking out a tongue at Yeji.
The whistle sounds and immediately, the brunette dives into the water, beginning her round of easy freestyles. Her body is submerged with cold watered at first but like always, her body adjusts.
The brunette likes it, she likes when she’s met with cold water all at once.
It’s muscle movement, swinging her arms back and in front of her. While they were easy freestyles, Minjeong’s average speed was still faster than others, leading her to usually finish first.
Once she gets to the wall, flipping forward to quickly switch directions, she decides to take the time to fully stretch her arms.
She feels a stretch in her shoulders as she continues swimming until she gets to the starting point.
She finishes, allowing for the next person behind her to go. The rest of them start follow along, loud splashes echoing in Minjeong ears.
Once everyone’s is done with their warmups, they immediately move to their main sets. Minjeong sports a grin on her face when she casts a glance at a heaving Jaemin.
Warmups already have him tired?
Coach Taeyeon walks over to them, ushering for everyone to look forward at the pool. “Five stations. You should all be able to do it 2–3 times each.” She explains quickly.
She points to lane one. “8x50s free, 25 under water, hop out, do 5 squats with weight, then sprint back.”
Their coach explains the rest of the next few lanes and Minjeong looks at Jaemin, who has an uneasy look on his face. Yves bites at Minjeong, mouthing ‘not to think about it.’
Everyone starts laughing when Minjeong pretends to jump at Jaemin. Immediately, Coach Taeyeon turns back to see a smiley Minjeong.
“Nothing to look at here, Coach.” She says, batting her eyelashes.
Coach Taeyeon nods, making a wonky face and mocking Minjeong before turning around. “Yeah, whatever. If you’re done laughing around, go and start your sets. All of you should be going at an equal pace, nobody should be behind. If you don’t understand how to do a station, ask your captains.” Their coach walks over to the side, moving so groups could be formed in the stations.
Minjeong lifts up a 1.
One set for Jaemin to lose it. Set?
Yves and Hyunjin nod.
She is so going to win.
10 minutes into their first set, Jaemin crouches down, trying to calm his breath. Minjeong walks over having finished her second set, waiting for others.
She bends down, placing an arm around his shoulder. “You alright?” She asks, patting his back to help him with his cough.
Jaemin gives her a thumbs up, still continuing to cough. Minjeong stands up, walking back to the first lane to start her third set.
Hyunjin rolls her eyes when the brunette puts up a 5 and a 0 before she dives into the water.
[Yuna]: Hyunjin and Yves lost😭😭😭😭
[Yves]: shut
[Hyunjin]: up
[Ryujin]: I thought we knew better than to bet against Min
[Yves]: we thought he’d be different but I think that’s the first time I’ve ever seen someone have a coughing fit due to Coach’s stations😭
[Aeri]: Minjeong walked up to him and he looked like he was about to cry you guys are so mean
[Yuna]: just wait till it’s Minjeong’s turn to run practice he’ll be fucked
[Minjeong]: I’m betting 100 bucks
[Hyunjin]: Minjeong you’re literally rich enough
[Minjeong]: it’s fun winning though ☹️
[Yuna]: WHATEVER DAMN
“I’m not eating that, I’m sorry.” Minjeong shoves the plate back toward Lia.
Lia’s shoulders slump. “Chaeryeong said it’s good though!” She retaliates loudly.
Minjeong covers her ears due to the loudness of the girl. “That’s because she’s your girlfriend.”
Lia turns to Chaeryeong, who bites the inside of her cheek before awkwardly smiling. The brunette ends up chuckling at their interaction.
Minjeong grabs the dish and pushes it to Yuna. “How about you try it?” She taps the blonde’s shoulder.
On her phone unconsciously, Yuna grabs the fork, digging into her food. She lifts it to her mouth, everyone watching in anticipation. The blonde opens her mouth and takes a bite, chewing for a bit.
Minjeong furrows her eyebrows, wondering why the girl isn’t responding. “Are you going to tell us what it taste like?” Minjeong asks.
Yuna looks up, placing her phone down. “Obviously, I would’ve spat it out if I didn’t like it. It’s good, Lia. Don’t listen to what Minjeong has to say.” She stuffs her fork back into lasagna, scooping another piece into her mouth.
The brunette slides the plate back in front of her, snatching Yuna’s fork from her.
Minjeong chews slowly, closing her eyes so she can focus. Suddenly her eyes opens, staring at Lia. “This might be the best lasagna I’ve ever tasted. I don’t ever have to go back to the dining hall to get lasagna ever, again.” The brunette splutters.
Yuna snatches back the plate and fork from her, giving Minjeong a glare. “Go get your own plate?”
Minjeong chuckles, blinking heart eyes at Lia.
“Next time don’t judge by the appearance.” Lia reminds her turning around to slice a square for the brunette.
The brunette jumps up in excitement, freezing when the three girls all eye her.