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Moonbyul was really charming in her own way. This thought drifts into her mind when Yongsun spots her from across the campus, laughing animatedly at something that her friend (Wheein?) probably said. Yongsun fights back the urge to call out to her; she wouldn't be able to hear her anyway so there was no point. Besides, she didn't particularly like the idea of other students staring at her. A few more weeks had passed and they were now well deep into the semester which only meant one thing really - exams. It was that time of the year where students spent all nighters in the library and only leaving because their friends' were physically dragging them home out of concern. Yongsun wondered if Moonbyul was one of those types of students. There were a lot of things she had wondered about Moonbyul ever since that rainy day when she spilt coffee all over herself (she still had the girl's hoodie...it was neatly folded in the corner of her wardrobe. It was strange how Moonbyul never asked for it back. Perhaps the girl had an abundance of hoodies). 

"What're you looking at so intensely?" Hyejin says as she tries to pinpoint the exact person at which her friend was staring at with so much focus that she began to wonder if Yongsun even head her question. She snaps her fingers in front of Yongsun, pulling her out of her unblinking stare, "Who are you looking at?" 

Yongsun's expressionless face lights up at the sight of her friends, "Nothing." 

"Hey, isn't that Moonbyul?" Irene says taking a step forward as she squints her eyes whilst simultaneously raising her arm to block the sun, "Moonbyul!" She shouts

The blonde girl stops in her tracks and looks up at the sound of her name, a grin breaks out onto her face as she waves at them - or more specifically, at Irene. Yongsun wonders why she had never had that type of smile directed at her and yet all Irene had to do was shout her name and it's enough to make Moonbyul giddy. She watches as Irene makes her way over to Moonbyul and her friend (Wheein? Damn, she really is bad with names) without even a backwards glance at either her or Hyejin.

"What is that about?" Hyejin says, voicing Yongsun's exact thoughts. Never had the two of them seen Irene interact with anyone outside their social circle; though it was never anything superficial like popularity it was more to do with the fact that Irene was the shyest of them all and her cold, seemingly unapproachable demeanor didn't exactly help things either. Watching Irene practically bounce up to Moonbyul with the biggest grin, felt like two worlds colliding. 

The curiosity was starting to overwhelm her as she wordlessly tugs Hyejin along by the sleeve of her sweater towards them. Just what was the story behind this odd pairing? As the two approach the three girls, the conversation somewhat comes to a lull as they all stare expectantly at the newcomers. Yongsun smiles awkwardly as her eyes dart back and forth between Moonbyul and Irene. Meanwhile, Hyejin makes a beeline towards Wheein, who had spent the past few minutes standing to the side whilst her friend was busy chatting away to Irene. Wheein's anxious tapping of her fingertips against her wrist ceases when Hyejin approaches. Her blank face lights up with a genuine smile and she lifts up her hand in greeting. 

"I didn't know you two.." Yongsun starts, pointing her index finger from one to another.

"I knocked her down with my car." Irene says with a blank expression and to Yongsun's horror, Moonbyul laughs in response. 

"You didn't." She corrects her and Yongsun watches as she stares at Irene with crinkled eyes and the warmest smile. It was in that moment that it finally clicks in Yongsun's mind; an explanation to this foreign behaviour that the blonde was currently displaying. Yongsun bites back a smile at the sight. 'Looks like someone has a crush' she thinks to herself.

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The scribbling of pencil to paper mixed with the clock ticking away, were the only sounds that can be heard in the classroom. Yongsun rests her chin against the palm of her hand and every so often, she steals glances at Moonbyul through the corner of her eye. She tilts her head to get a closer look at the girl and watches as Moonbyul's glasses slowly slide down the bridge of her nose, no matter how many times the girl pushes them back up. The girl in question was too engrossed in her math questions to even notice the continuous glances which eventually turned into full on staring. It was only until she lost control of the pencil that she was twirling around her fingers that she looks up from her textbook and catches Yongsun mid-stare. The brunette ducks her head down in embarassment and pretends to take interest in the math homework laid out in front of her. Moonbyul laughs silently to herself before stretching out her arms and legs. After cracking her back with a satisfying pop, she rests her arms on the table and leans foward, resting her chin on her folding arms, "Have you finished yet?"

Yongsun shakes her head in response, "Not yet."

Moonbyul cranes her neck in effort to take a peek on her progress but to her annoyance, the brunette covers her notebook with her arms.

"No copying!" 

The blonde scoffs at her accusation and slouches back into her seat with folded arms, "If I needed to copy anyone, you'd be my very last choice." A few minutes pass and it was obvious that Moonbyul was dying of boredom by the way she was tapping her foot incessantly against the hard floor until finally Yongsun looks up at her with a look of pure annoyance, "I can't focus." 

The girl ignores her glare and shoots her a pleading look, "Can we take a break?" Before long, Yongsun is closing her textbook and copying Moonbyul's relaxed slouch in her seat and for a while, the both of them sit in silence as the pitter patter of the rain drops hitting the classroom window drowns out the sound of the clock ticking. Again, Yongsun steals a glance at Moonbyul, contemplating on how to word the things she wanted to say in a way that didn't make the blonde afraid of voicing her feelings. In the end, she decides to slowly ease into the topic but the words that came tumbling out of surprised not only Moonbyul but herself as well, "So Irene is pretty, huh?" 

Moonbyul is taken aback by the sudden statement and fails to fight back the familar warmth of her cheeks at the sound of her name, "I guess." She mumbles, staring down at her hands that rested on her spread out legs. 

"You know..." She hears Yongsun lean closer by the slight scraping of her chair against the floor and also the smell of her perfume (it was a floral scent with a subtle hint of citrus. The smell wasn't particularly overpowering to the point where your nose itches but it was strong enough to leave an impression. Moonbyul couldn't help but bask appreciatively whenever Yongsun was nearby), "I couldn't help but notice the way you were staring at her today. So what's the deal with you two?"

"I don't know what you're talking about." 

"You have a crush on her," Yongsun says matter-of-factly and before Moonbyul can deny it profusely, she in her inner cheeks, making a loud obnoxious sound and claps her hands together excitedly, "Alright, I'll help you." 

"What?"

"I'll help you get closer to Irene as a thank you for tutoring me, I suppose."

"You don't need to do that."

Yongsun looks at her, this time without the embarassment but with determination, "I want to." Her confident demeanor falters slightly, "Though I can't gurantee the outcome that you want...Irene is a hard person to read most of the time," she admits with a shrug of her shoulders.

And for the first time, Moonbyul looks at Yongsun with a sense of helplessness before finally giving her a small nod, "Alright."

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