It's been two days since then, the scene of Nayeon sitting beside her bed taking care of her been replaying in her mind ever since, something she couldn't get out of her head easily. The blonde girl wasn't paying any attention in class, her attention was focused on someone else. Her eyes kept shifting towards the corner, there seated a red-haired girl sitting across the class, looking out through the window.

It was a beautiful sight. Her crimson-red hair drifted through the mild breeze. Her side profile was something that Jeongyeon actually found it fascinating for the first time, she wondered how one could skin could be so silky smooth. She was mesmerized by the view rivaled to an art piece by Leonardo da Vinci, it was simply, that breath-taking.

The picture in front of her shattered to a million pieces when the red-hair girl suddenly turned around to face her. As if her gaze sent electricity down her spine, she jumped from the sudden eye contact which made her table and chair screeched out a terrible sound. Her face turned beet red as she calmly acted like nothing happened and recomposed herself quickly from the many pair of eyes staring at her, like "what was the big deal?". Meanwhile, Nayeon tried to contain her giggle seeing how Jeongyeon was being so cute and smiled to herself.

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Poor Jeongyeon been trying to figure out the Nayeon's intention behind her actions that day, sometimes clenching her chest to feel her heart beating extraordinarily fast, followed by a series of squealing and rolling on her bed. It's the first time she's feeling this way about Nayeon whom she didn't even consider her a romantic interest before.

To her, that unnie was always so mischievous, playful and needy that she almost seemed like the maknae instead of the oldest unnie in the group, giving Jeongyeon the impression that she might never actually grow up and never acting the way she would want her to. Everytime someone asks Nayeon to act like someone her age, she would get all pouty and sulky like a little child. Prolly asking someone to "grow up" could possibly be the meanest thing ever said to her.

It was a rare sight. The sight of whom you thought would never be acting this way. The sight of her slowly caressing your heated skin, the way she combed through your hair, wiping your sweat away was something Jeongyeon couldn't even fathom. Jeongyeon wasn't lying about the whole "you looked pretty" thing on that day, Nayeon indeed looked like a goddess on that day, it wasn't something she just blurted out because she was down with a fever. Okay, maybe...just maybe the fever fried her brain or something.

It was like a 360-degree change, one day she could be so sweet and caring, like a proper unnie. Then the next day, she reverted back into her childish self again. The blonde girl kept telling herself it was impossible to fall in love with someone...like her.

"It can't be...Can it be?" She muttered to herself.

"Aish. I'm so done thinking about all the