I walked over to Jinyoung's table, where a bunch of freshies sat admiring him. I rolled my eyes and stood next to the oblivious Jinyoung.

"Jinyoung-ah. Do you want some?" I asked. He looked up along with all the freshies. The girls squealed.

"Unni! Youre so pretty!"

"Unni! Where did you buy that dress?"

"Unni! Can you help me get ready for the masked dance?"

Wait. Masked dance! I sat next to Jinyoung who took the drink I handed him.

"Speaking of masked dance...Jinyoung, can we go together?" I asked.

Jinyoung looked at me and smiled.

"Sure!" he replied.

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Half the girls squealed and yelled "Congrats!"

While the other half...shot me death glares.

Hehe. That's why you don't mess with Soph-ys. Jinyoung turned slightly pink.

"Well..as friends right?"

My heart dropped and the table got very very quiet. I looked down, disappointed.

"Umm..yeah. I guess." I mumbled.

"Okay. I'll see you later."he got up and walked away.

I turned to the Freshies. A few were snickering.

"See Unni, if Zion can't have him, you cant either." a girl named Amet sneered.

I scoffed.

"You, are seriously a GP. I know you like my brother."

Zion's face froze.

"Yeah, L.Joe? Mhmmm~"

hung opened until she stood and stormed off. I smiled at her posse and waved.

They all followed her. I scoffed again and shoved earphones into my ears.

Seriously.

Don't mess with me.