//because it's love if you think your 'crush' looks beautiful with bed head or a new haircut.//

“I think I’m in deep .” Momo and Nayeon —each in a different room, surrounded by her own best friends—, say at the same time. And while the former’s statement gets the instant attention of her two best friends, the latter’s is met with teasing chuckles.

The mattress dips, as Sana sits next to a sweaty Momo. Mina puts her phone down and faces the two girls.

“Did you run here?” Mina asks, noticing the older girl’s red face. Momo nods, but doesn’t elaborate.

“Okay, what’s wrong?” Sana questions, her right hand finding its way to fix Momo’s bangs, which were now sticking to her forehead.

Inhale.

“Why are you laughing?” Nayeon asks loudly, tone a little bit irritated.

“I think we have a hunch about what has gotten you in deep .” Jihyo explains breathlessly, between laughs.

Nayeon sighs, lifting herself up to sit on Jeongyeon’s desk, not caring about the piles of papers that threatened to fall.

“So..?” Jeongyeon teases, wiggling her eyebrows.

Exhale.

“So, I bumped into Hirai—” Nayeon starts.

“—on my way to the library.” Momo pauses.

“Her hair was up in the messiest bun I’ve ever seen. Like she’d just fell asleep with that bun and woke up 10 minutes before the deadline of returning books to the library, and