For: sya_han
Name: Kim Alya
Partner: Chanwoo (iKON)
Scenario: When Chanwoo made a surprise visit to Alya’s house

Song: EXO-K - Lucky

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wUguw6cJkjU

*Credit to the owners of the pictures (Lol. The gif is so small, making me crack up. XD)

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Alya let out an exhausted sigh as she stared at the ground of her room blankly. It’s been a month since she transferred to YG High and she still didn’t have any friends. Of course she knew the reason to it. It’s because of her weight or we could actually say her physical appearance. No one would like to be friends with an overweight girl.

She’s a loner inside the new place and sometimes the people that called themselves her classmates like to bully her. That is why she had skipped school for the day. To escape the horrible place for just a day. Even though her ex-schoolmates torture her too, she couldn’t make herself feel familiar with all the shoving, pulling hairs and stealing things to her and from her.

Suddenly feeling get dries upon remembering her pathetic school times, she stood up from her bed before making her way to the kitchen, to down some water inside of her.

I felt like I’ve been crying buckets last night but I didn’t really let a tear slip out of my eye. Alya thought tiredly as she gulped down a glass of mineral water.

Her eyes flit to the sticky note on the fridge as her eyes scanned over the small pink paper. I’ve made some porridge. Heat them over if you’re hungry, sweetheart. “Thanks mom.”

Alya did heat up the porridge, only because she was hungry. Or else she won’t even glance at the pot. She ate the chicken porridge with her eyes stuck on the television.

“How did you change so much?”

“Rihoon, don’t you miss me?”

“No. You’re not the same Shiae that I like. You’re…”Rihoon eyed Shiae from head to toe and he was this near to vomit his breakfast out upon seeing her changes. She’s not beautiful like she used to. She’s not skinny like she used to. And lastly, she’s not the same all over. “Different…”

“You promised we would get married…”

“Not when you’ve became like this. Do you even see yourself in the mirror? You’re fat. You have pores. You have horrible hair. I don’t see the Shiae I know… I’m sorry but--”

Alya can’t bear to see what happened next. It’s too painful to even think of it. She doesn’t want to see those pity eyes, those disgusted face and lastly, Shiae’s crying face. It mirrored her who was in the same situation as her.

“I suddenly felt like crying myself.” Alya sniffed when she recalled seeing a glimpse of Shiae’s teary eyes. “This can’t do. I need a therapy.”

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Alya stuffed herself with vanilla cold threat that she bought yesterday evening so she won’t have to cry river of tears for Shiae. She also gave a bowl of milk to Lettuce so he would stop scratching the couch with her nails, damaging it more than usual when he’s hungry.

Ding dong! Ding dong!

Turning her head towards the entrance door, she raised an eyebrow at the ringing doorbell. “Who’s that? Mom? Mom has the house keys though. Maybe she forgot about it.”

Alya opened the door as her cat purred under her leg, asking for food, yet again. “Wait a minute, Lettuce.”

Diverting her eyes upwards when she heard silence, she almost balked upon seeing her Class President as he tilted his head upon seeing her with the tub of ice-cream in her hand. Alya wanted to shriek and run miles away from there but the second he landed his cold eyes on her, her spirit fell flat like a deflated balloon.

She’s scared of him. Especially since he’s tall like a giant, those sharp piercing eyes and that stone expression made her sweat uncontrollably. It’s worse than the people who make fun of her even though he never actually made a conversation with her.

Chanwoo held up the papers that he brought with him, making Alya to turn her focus to the sheets in his hand. Silently, she let out a palm and he smacked the homework over her hand, almost making her ice-cream to fall and melted on her doorstep.

“Turn up all the exercise next Monday. Why did you skip school.” He said in a commanding tone and he seems like he’s stating a sentence rather than asking her a question.

“Uhh… I…” Her tongue was locked tight and thankfully, Lettuce helped her.

Meow.

Chanwoo stared down at the gray fur cat as its long tail swayed side by side. Lettuce kept his yellow emerald eyes on him as he didn’t back down from the staring contest.

“Who’re you?”

He snapped out of his stare and looked over his shoulder, only to meet eyes with a lady that seems like she’s in her 40-es. The lady h