Ignore errors please, I haven't edited yet . *bows*

Jongsuk watched in amusement as his best friend, Yifan watched his sister from afar. Jinah had recently dyed her hair blonde to defy their father and he has to admit the color matches his younger sister well. “I know my sister is attractive, but can you not oogle her in front of me?” He teased, watching as Yifan blinked in surprise, his hands coming up defensively as he shakes his head.

“I was not! I was watching that bird that's next to her.” Yifan protested, the color of his cheeks being a dead giveaway to his fib. Clearing his throat, he stared at the ground, kicking his feet against the pavement.

“Can you just admit to me that you like her?” The older of the two asked, brows raised as he noted how shy Yifan looked. Yifan was never shy, quiet yes but not shy.

“She hates me.” The younger complained, his eyes finding it's way to the tall girl again. Watching slightly in awe as the female started to laugh, pushing one of her friends in the shoulder as she did so.

“I'm pretty sure she hates all men with the exception of me and you. She tolerates you, I don't think she does that with any of the other guys at our school.” Jongsuk offered, patting his friend on the back.

“... Are you joking because she tends to glare at me man, glare with those piercingly lovely brown orbs.”

“No, I'm being serious. You know our relationship with our dad and my older brother. It's not good and honestly, if your father was anything like mine to you, wouldn't you hate men too?” The older asked, watching as his sister started to head towards the pair lying back lazily on the bench.

“Oppa!” Jinah called with a wave, nodding her head gently as her eyes turned to Yifan. “Oppa, can you pick me up tonight?”

Jongsuk frowned, tilting his head to the side. “Pick you up? What's going on tonight?”

“The unnie that got the dance solo dropped out for private matters and the instructor asked me to take her place. I'm supposed to learn the steps tonight. It's a bit short notice but I couldn't refuse.” The younger beamed as she bounced lightly on her feet, Yifan tried not to stare because he wasn't used to seeing Jinah so cheery.

“In that case, how can I not? I'm proud of you Jinah-ah.” Standing up he ruffled his little sister's hair, laughing as she scowled at him.

“Stop! My hair.” She scolded, flattening down her hair with her hand. Since young Jinah had always taken a liking to dancing, and from what Jongsuk knew it was what his mother used to do as a pass time as well. Jongsuk smiled, seeing the similarities between his mother and his baby sister.

“You look like mom like that.” He muttered before he could stop himself, watching as Jinah visibly tensed.

“Really?” Jinah asked, her eyes darting downward.

“Yeah, just like that picture that hanging in the family room. She'd be so proud of you Jinah.” He patted the top of her head, making sure not to mess up her hair.

“Thank oppa.” Jinah smiled softly. “I should get to class, the bell is going to ring soon.”

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