I stormed out of the party and had been walking for five minutes in a random direction when I felt a cool breeze on my derrière and realized I was currently going commando. Ugh, did that sneaky bear steal my underwear? I mean, why not, she stole my ity too. I was livid. Who the hell does Kang Seulgi think she is? That y sunova. I mean… did I initiate the though? Even by myself, in the cover of darkness, I felt myself blush. Whatever, I was clearly drunk! 

I kept walking angrily, barely realizing that I had reached my dorm. My adrenaline had started to subside and the events of the night were starting to sink in. Fragmented pieces of the night kept flashing in my head. I had . With Seulgi. I was with Seulgi. And she touched me and tasted the innermost parts of me and I did the same to her. I had with the person I was madly in-love with. I had for the first time ever. And I was barely present for it. My judgement and memory was clouded by alcohol and rage that I missed my first time. 

Hot, bitter tears spilled down my cheeks at the realization. I was so frustrated with Seulgi. I was also furious at myself. 

I ran inside my dorm room, which was empty because of the party. I crawled into bed, clothes and all, and sobbed myself to sleep.

*

The next day, I found out from Rosé that Seulgi had a free period after lunch. I also found out she would likely be in her dorm room. I also found out where the said room was. I wasn’t a stalker, I just wanted to murder her. And Rosé had the information and was a big supporter of murder.

I banged down Seulgi's door and I heard frantic scampering before a groggy, adorable (No! Bad, Irene!) bear opened the door, and I shoved my way in. Luckily, her roommates were out, or this would’ve been more awkward than it already was. 

“Hand it over, !” I demanded. 

“I… I didn’t steal it, Hyun…” she managed to say.

“Yeah, yeah, save the excuses, Kang Seulgi. I don’t really care, just give it back!”

She looked hurt and a little defensive, as she disappeared into the bathroom, to re-emerge with a tiny, carefully-folded piece of lace. 

“I followed the washing instructions…” she started to say before I snatched it away, my face flushed with embarrassment and anger. 

“I’m also here for interest,” I said coldly.

“H-huh?” she blinked confusedly.

“Payback. You stole my underwear, now I'm here to take yours.” 

“What?”

“You heard me. I’m not leaving without your underwear.” Apparently, I had lost my mind. 

Seulgi stared at me. She was so lost. Stupid bear. 

“You’re serious?”

“As a heart attack.”

She gaped