A/N: Hi, I hope all is well for you guys.

Firstly I wanted to say that I'm sorry for the wait, this chapter was long overdue :/

I was writing and rewriting because I felt like my stuff wasn't good enough to upload, I want people to see my work to be happy, not disappointed. It was a great cause of concern for me that some of you wouldn't be happy with the quality of writing but I'm relativley happy with it now plus i don't want to keep you waiting :)

You might want to listen to this song 'Beach Bunny April' - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BAK3hYK-SdI - at a certain part just to follow along with the lyrics

Other than that i hope you enjoy :))

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Tzuyu was starting to think this was a bad idea.

She had her earphones plugged in, hiding further and further into the corner of Sana’s desk as ‘Three Days Grace – Outsider’ played out, she needed the motivation:

‘I'm on the outside looking through
I know I'm not the same as you
I'd rather be faceless than ignored
Than be in the in-crowd desperate for
A way to fit in just a little more’

‘I am an outsider
I don't care about the in-crowd, no
Better off on my own now
I am an outsider
I don't care about the in-crowd, no
I'm better off on my own now’

Tzuyu felt like she was shrinking further and further into Sana’s desk, being invisible just like she said she would. Occasionally she would look back when laughter was heard, she savoured the small sight of Sana’s happy expression, one that she’s seen before at school many times from afar, but seeing it up close put all the butterflies in her stomach.

‘I wonder if I could ever make her smile like that’ she turns back around as her cheeks start to tint pink

She doesn’t hear her name being called, but she feels the impact of the pillow on the back of her head

‘Ah , here we go again’

“Hey emo! I’m talking to you” Nayeon’s tone was impatient

Tzuyu wanted to throw the pillow back but she let it go “I’m sorry I couldn’t hear, what did you need?” She puts on a polite smile.

“We’re playing truth or truth”

‘Truth or truth?’

“But the geography wor--”

“Did I stutter?”

Seeing as it wasn’t a request and that Tzuyu was legitimately terrified, she gets up and sits down on the only available space of the bed in between Sana and Mina. Tzuyu almost loses her balance as she crosses her legs and finds herself reaching onto Mina’s shoulder for support

“Sorry” she says bashfully

Mina shakes her head “It’s fine”

Tzuyu gives a quick polite smile and then she feels shivers flow down her spine, she looks over to her left slight, only for her eyes to meet Sana’s vicious gaze.

“Easy there Chou”

 Tzuyu instantly snaps her head down.

‘She’s pissed, even more than usual. But she was okay earlier, what’s wrong…’

As Tzuyu was debating with herself another pillow gets thrown at her face.

“Eyes up emo! I’m explaining the rules” Tzuyu looks up to find Nayeon sitting across from her, arms folded and giving the tall girl a stare that could freeze hell over.

“I’m sorry”

Nayeon groans “Stop saying sorry all the time, it’s not a good look for you”

“I’m so--” Tzuyu stops herself as the other girl rolls her eyes

“Whatever emo, since you’re here I might as well tell you how this is going to go, we all count, we can say one two or three numbers and this goes on until we reach 21, and whoever has to say 21 is the victim for the night, and each of us give the victim a question to answer, and they have to answer truthfully. Okay?”

‘This just sounds like consensual dirt digging…’

Tzuyu nods, it was simple enough “Okay”

Nayeon makes some noise of approval “I’ll start, 1 2 3…”

And so the girls went round counting and Tzuyu was relaxing a little bit

‘It was only counting, how intense can it be’

Very intense would be the answer, each of the girls were thinking hard before saying their numbers mumbling curse words when their strategy was foiled and now Dahyun was up

“17…18” she gives a sly smirk to Sana, she had two choices, she can say 19 and let poor Tzuyu live or say 19 20 and make Tzuyu the groups victim for the night.

It was quite obvious which option Sana chose.

“Looks like Chou is our victim tonight”

Tzuyu felt the walls closing in, even Jihyo had a little glint of mischief in her eyes. Our poor protagonist can only imagine the embarrassing questions she’s going to be asked

‘I’m ed’ she thinks behind a nervous smile

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Sana thought this was deliciously convenient, this was divine justice, she would coax answers out of her emo acquaintance without it looking weird.

It was odd using the term acquaintance with Chou Tzuyu, she had never expected that in the midst of her mini crisis a few days ago the of all her jokes would be the one to comfort her. In the few hours she had decided to give Tzuyu a chance she helped her out immensely, it was…nice - if Sana was being honest.

“I’ll start off easy” Nayeon smirks “Why do you listen to those emo rock bands?”

“Erm, I don’t know, it’s cool”

Nayeon snorts “No it’s not”

They’re going clockwise so Dahyun asks next

“What’s your favourite food?”

“Bread”

Jihyo is next “What do you want to do when you leave school?”

“I don’t know”

Tzuyu feels the impact of another pillow on her face. Sana was the one to do it this time.

“God, can you be any more boring, at least try and give an interesting answer – Mina make the question good”

“Um, would you rather be an ugly genius or a hot moron?”

Tzuyu raises a brow “An ugly genius, obviously”

Nayeon furrows her brows at the girl “Why would you ever want to be ugly, willingly?”

The taller girl shrugs “If I’m a genius I figure I’d be smart enough to get plastic surgery”

Jihyo and Dahyun laugh a little.

“That’s a little better”

The game carries on and Tzuyu is starting to get uncomfortable in her hoodie.

“Is there a place I can put my hoodie I need to take it off, actually never mind I’ll just put it on the back of the chair” She mumbles out she takes it off and throws it on the back of the chair.

Sana starts having flashbacks of the first time Tzuyu went to her house, and deep, deep, deep down in her mind she hop