Track and field, Eunbi sighs, she doesn’t know if she had made the right decision. Her new friend, a classmate, the only person that she has managed to even speak to in this new school, Son Juyeon, had asked her to join the same club activity because she didn’t want to be lonely. Eunbi had figured that she would be lonely too if it wasn’t for the invitation, and knows that she can be athletic, after her elementary school years in volleyball. With no personal preference, she had agreed.

On the first training session for the new intake of first-year students, the girls are gathered round in a circle, seated in the sheltered walkway by the running track. 

“Okay, let’s get this done quickly,” the captain says with a smile, “I need to attend a briefing for all sports captains in a while,” she mumbles thereafter, probably only to inform her friends— the other two second-year girls present— about her later absence. “I’m, uh, Cho Miyeon, I’m your captain.”

Immediately she directs the conversation to the next person besides her, as if humbly embarrassed to introduce her position.

“I’m Ryu Sujeong, wait, Miyeon, shouldn’t we make this more interesting? State your class, fun fact?” Sujeong, seated beside Miyeon, appears to be slightly taller, more cheerful, more talkative but only because she has her friends beside her.

Miyeon narrows her eyes at Sujeong. “Okay, fine, my class is 2B, and, fun fact, I’m left-handed?”

Sujeong, and the next senior beside her, laughs at Miyeon’s confused response. 

“Okay. I’m Ryu Sujeong, class 2A, and fun fact…” her eyes dart as she thinks.

“You like SNSD,” Miyeon says in her place.

“Wha— okay, well, I think that works. Next is you,” she taps on the next girl beside her.

“I’m Choi Yuna. I… Oh, I’m from class 2B, and… I… I love sweet potatoes?” Yuna tilts her head, confused, and smiles.

“There’s also Sung Jiyeon, who is,” Miyeon sighs, “not here today, and Bae Yoobin, who is, um, having some special classes on this day every week.”

“One and one high flyer,” Sujeong adds, her comment rather unappreciated as by the look on Miyeon’s face. Yuna chuckles and gives Sujeong a light nudge. The first-years nerv