As soon as I saw it, I quickly tucked it in my pants pocket. I held it tight and stifled a smile before nonchalantly sitting down and tapping my fingers on the desk.

“Stupid girl, just tell him!” My ears perked up and I looked back and saw two girls arguing. A bossy-looking one was berating the other girl that was hiding behind her text book. “Aisht chincha!! So irritating!!!!”

I shrugged and looked ahead. A few classmates called out to me with a greeting while my close friends made their way up to me so that they could mess my hair. Damn them. I have enough of Seunghyun hyung doing this to me.

All of us hurriedly scrambled when the next teacher entered the class. Some were snickering at some inside joke that I didn’t get while the majority of us just waited for the teacher to do his attendance. Eventually, he started calling out our names and I decided to check on the daily note that I had tucked in my pocket. I grinned at the familiar handwriting.

I’m a fool
I’m such a fool for love
Someday, I’ll meet a person who resembles me,
Who is like me
I believe that I’ll find that person

There has to be a fool like me somewhere
That person will also be waiting for me
Fool, fool, like a fool

“Kwon Jiyong?”

“Here.” I answered distractedly.

Fool is the theme for the day kekeke~

“Park Bom?”

“Yeah~”

Forcing my smile to die down, I tucked it back in my pocket and scanned the whole room, checking if someone saw me. Maybe this letter sender was watching me or something. I don’t wanna look like an idiot with this -eating grin that I can’t wipe off my face.

Goddammit Jiyong.

“Park Sandara?”

Weird name.

I searched for the girl and found her to be the one beside the bossy one from earlier. She looked away from the window and partly raised her hand. She suddenly met my eyes but then looked away, hiding most of her face in her hair.

“Here.”  

“Here you go~!”

I blinked at the Tupperware of muffins then looked up to see a beaming smile directed down at me. Dara looked at me expectantly as she continued to hold out the container for me. I was about to take it when Seungri and the guys decided that they had a right to it and flocked over it like starving vultures.

“kbkjndw kjnoasA IWQWPEV!” That was Daesung saying “Oh my god, this tastes AMAZING!” how did I know, you ask? I’ve been living with these guys for a couple of years and through our bonding experiences, we got to know the art of speaking and understanding each other’s gibberish.

I felt a tap on my shoulder and when I turned, a small paper bag met my cheek. I took it hesitantly and looked at her with wonder.

“I knew this would happen.” She shook her head at them. She was red… almost too alarmingly red. “I m-made backup ones for you. I hope you like it!”

She was refusing to look at me and I couldn’t help but let an amused chuckle escape my lips. I gently held her by the wrist and the girl jumped in fright. I quickly let go only to be rewarded with an apologetic and awkward-looking smile.

“Sorry. Y-your existence is too overwhelming.” She mumbled, her wide eyes blinking up at me.

Was she always like this? I couldn’t help but burst out in chuckles, nodding jokingly in agreement. I’m liking this wooing thing.

“Marry me Dara noona!” Seungri announced with muffin crumbs all over his mouth.

I was about to answer with a snarky comment. A usual Jiyong move. God, shut up. Anyways… Dara suddenly cut in.

“Unless your name is Kwon Jiyong, then I’ll pass.”

Okay, I’m loving this wooing thing.

Seungri and the rest replied with loud groans and whines while I just spun my chair so that I could face her. She still wasn’t looking at me but I could tell by the blush on her cheeks… heck, the blush on her everywhere that her whole attention was still on me. She stood there frozen and her pupils were trying so hard to betray her.

Really. How can anyone not like this girl?

“I didn’t m-mean to say that out loud!” she said alarmingly and finally looked down at me with those cute bulging eyes.

Chuckling, I took her hand to try to calm her down but instead she got hotter. Despite that I still held on. I don’t want to make her feel that her efforts are going to waste. “Hey, it’s alright.” I said, grazing my thumb on her hand. That thumb was probably burned now. “Do you want some water? You’re awfully hot.”

I don’t know if a person could get even redder but she did. I got more worried but she quickly raised her hand and told me that she was fine. She also told me to stop but stop from what exactly?

Hey idiot.

What?

You just told her that she’s “awfully hot”.

Yeah?

You really have to be the densest dip that I know.

What? Look at her! She’s burning! She’s hot! She’s… hot.

Oh no.

A blush crept up on my cheek and I quickly let her hand go as if it was a hot potato. “ANI! I DIDN’T MEAN IT LIKE THAT!” I exclaimed calmly. “Y-YOU’RE BURNING! YOU’RE NOT HOT!” Her face suddenly fell. “ANI! YOU’RE HOT, BOTH INTERNALLY AND EXTERNALLY!” And then the realization… “Oh ing hell. Kill me.”

She had her lips closed shut but I could tell from the corners of it that she was stifling a smile. Smooth move, Jiyong. Good, now I hear my members giggling like little schoolgirls in the background.

“Hehehe you called Dara hot.” Seunghyun hyung did a giddy shriek and the rest followed.

Why couldn’t god just kill me right then?

“I should get g-going.” Dara suddenly chimed in and all of us turned to her instantly. The girl was still blushing. Damn. “I just wanted to drop off…” she glanced at me for a second and then immediately looked away when we locked eyes. Damn it all. “some treats… just because… I made too much.”

“What?” Youngbae munched bitterly. The boy was still sulky that his 26th crush didn’t like him back. “Aren’t these ‘wooing’ gifts?”

“They are…” She looked at me shyly once again but now she held her gaze in place. “Are they working?”

I smiled. Something I seem to always find myself doing when I see her. I took a muffin out of the paper bag she gave me and took a huge bite of it. She beamed at me. “Ibz bworging bike a charb. (It’s working like a charm.)”

She nodded demurely before suddenly holding my hand with both of hers and then bolting out like the Flash that she was.

“Look at her go.” Daesung mumbled.

Yeah, look at her go.

Yet another chuckle escaped my lips but it turned into an angry and territorial growl when they guys huddled over me to take my muffin bag. I told them to off and they answered with either a kick on my chair or a kick on my shin. This is what I get for working with spoiled brats.

I was just mindlessly sticking my hand on the bag when I reached the end of it. I groaned when I found out that there was nothing left but then I felt a piece of paper stuck on the bottom. I looked down and saw a sticky note taped on the end.

I’m a fool for Kwon Jiyong~

How corny. And yet the terrible blush I was getting totally spoke for itself. I’m really not used to being in the receiving end of the bargain. Usually, I’d be the giving end at first but then be the receiving end once the dating happens. And that usually doesn’t last long… at least not in the recent years.

I stood up and stretched. Maybe it’ll be different because we’re doing it backwards now. Jesus, when have I been such a pessimistic ?

“Hey hyung.” It was Seungri.

I lazily turned to him and he was playing on his phone. “What is it?”

He stopped to look at me and I felt like the rest knew where he was going with this. “Don’t lead Dara noona on.” He said. “She’ll only get hurt when she dates someone like us.”

My jaw tensed and the hand on my pockets balled into fists. They were all looking at me with sadness and pity, knowing what Seungri meant since we all had to go through the same thing. I didn’t answer but I just gave them a partial nod to assure them. I didn’t say what I’ll assure them on but I’ll let them think whatever they want.

Just like how I’ll think whatever I want.

I walked over to the door and found Dara and Winner dancing a few doors away from our studio. I carefully watched how happy and carefree she interacted with the guys. She was weird, she was lighthearted, she was uninhibited, and she liked me.

She liked me.

I put my hood up and walked in the opposite direction while her voice and laughter ringed in my ears.

You’re making it more painful, why?

I feel a song coming on.

I feel a song coming on.

“HEY!”

The Winner kids flinched at the loud tone of my voice but I could care less. I was too ing ecstatic. Yes. ECSTATIC. Happy was too simple and basic for me and since I was no basic , I’m going for ecstatic. I am over la freaking luna. yeah I used Spanish on your . That’s how ecstatic I am beyond repair. I feel like I could lift this building with my chicken wing arms THAT ARE FULL OF JUICY PASSION OH MY GOD MY WOO TECHNIQUES ARE WORKING!!!!!!

I grabbed the closest ones to me which were Mino and Jinwoo and started tugging their arms and moving my feet to a cha-cha rhythm. I’m hearing the cha-cha gods calling out to me and I feel the need to answer them with some Spanish dancing. Ole~

Okay, first of all cha-cha originated in Cuba, you racist scum. Second—

“Dance with me!” I ordered with a bad Spanish accent and look at that, they all started dancing… not the cha-cha though. I frowned.

Seungyoon was putting his hands up like a kindergartner while simultaneously doing some body rolls. “What’s going on—”

“ANNIIIIIIII! Do that dance you guys do in Sentimental. Like this!” I then started showing them my incredibly awkward take on their dance and they all shared a long ‘ahhhhh’ before they started doing it with mellow smiles on their faces. This is what I like about Winner. They just go with the flow like the young and fresh youth that they are. I love them.

“I’m all for spontaneous dancing in the hallway but what exactly are we dancing to?” Seunghoon asked, doing a fancy and sassy hip thing that made me go ‘oh snap, you didn’t’. My sassy son answered with a wink and I retorted with an equally awkward and less fancy hip thing. They all erupted in fits of giggles.

“We’re dancing for a new day, children.” I grinned, grabbing Mino’s hand and spinning him around. “I’m on the road to get me my man.”

They stopped all of the sudden and I was left to cha-cha with a confused look on my face. I was still too ecstatic to let my cha-cha spirit fizzle down.

“Who is he, noona?” Jinwoo furrowed his brows, his arms folded.

I was about to answer when Seunghoon answered for me. “It’s Jiyong hyung.”

I gasped scandalously and cha-cha’d my way to lightly slap my son’s face. “Don’t you dare speak of him in vain, child!” I said jokingly and their serious faces momentarily lit up. “Seriously though, I’d rather not let anyone know. How did you find out in the first place?”

“Teddy hyung.” Everyone answered except for Jinwoo.

I swear I’m gonna put that man in a home and force him to eat the stale bread that he deserves. I muttered a curse under my breath and then they went off into telling me how it spread throughout the building. Even wooing him was spread out to the masses too. sending him to a home. I’m gonna send that to hell.

I’ve only been wooing him for 2 days and I’ve been keeping that on the down low! What the hell?????

“It’s not entirely Teddy hyung’s fault though… You know we can hear you when you shout right? Especially in Bopcha where it’s public?” Seungyoon said.

I rested my head dejectedly on his shoulder while my lower body continued to cha-cha its way out of the humiliation that I was feeling right now. I figured that my body had its own brain and right now, it was telling it to dance like nobody’s business.

“What have you heard?” I groaned.

“’DO YOU LIKE ME? Backflip and land on your finger for a ‘No’ and blink for an ‘Absolutely’.’”

“’I made these. I didn’t go buy them from a store like those cheap hoes. I made them with love—WITH LIKE! I MADE THEM WITH LIKE! NOT LOVE! Love is such a big word isn’t it? I wouldn’t mind if you loved me—OH WOW WHAT A BIG WORD, NEVERMIND! Hehehe... I made these by the way.’”

“’You look absolutely great by the way. Have I told you that yet? If not, then you look absolutely great.’”

“I just knew about this today.” Jinwoo shrugged. “I have nothing.”

Goddammit. Why isn’t ‘toning it down’ not in my dictionary?! I sound like a real creep with those cheesy and cringey lines coming out from their mouth. What’s more if it came out of my own squeaky-and-slurring-at-the-sight-of-Kwon-Jiyong mouth?!