Bestfriend soulmates are a thing
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OTR High school. IG:Wonnie_Jang.
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- Your⊠Princess?
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Yena and Chaewon had just left the cafe, carrying two additional cups of bubble tea with them. âA black milk tea and a chocolate green tea smoothie, both with pearls. I wonder which is Prince Ahnâs?â Wonyoung made a mental note. The older girl next to her had been surprisingly quiet since the two left, so Wonyoung took the chance to quickly type up her reply. She was a bundle of nerves, fingers shivering slightly as she hit the send button, but the content of her message portrayed a slightly different tone. The young girl wanted to look chic and confident, not to forget flirty as well, so she took the chance and sent an ice cold text, sprinkled with a tiny bit (seriously, itâs practically non-existent) of flirting. âOh god what if she thinks Iâm rude? or worse, lame⊠I shouldnât have sent that.â She thinks to herself as she buries her face in her hands. âUnnieâŠ. they said she was interested in me right? I wasnât hearing things right?âÂ
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âI distinctly remember the phrase âfell in loveâ. But sure, they did say that.âÂ
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Wonyoung squeals in her seat, opening up Instagram and quickly typing in âazzoahnâ. She enters Yujinâs instagram page and stares, and stares, and stares at the first picture she sees. Yujin in a blue basketball jersey, sleeveless with a white undershirt. Despite her tall figure, the jersey looked a size or two too big on her. Which in Wonyoungâs eyes, made her look so adorable. Yet Wonyoung couldnât help but to think she looked more gorgeous than adorable, her shorter black hair tied up in a bun, eyes focused like that of a tiger circling its prey. Just looking at the photo had Wonyoungâs heartbeat going at the speed of a fully tuned automobile. She stares for a few more seconds and then proceeds to show her phone screen to her sister, scrolling through a few more photos. âUnnie, if I compare you guys, Yena and Chaewon look kinda similar to you!â âWhat, you crazy?! Maybe if you look at us from like 6 miles away and completely ignore the godly aura that exudes from Yena. Hell, even that wouldnât make us look any way similar.â Yuri retorts. Wonyoung is convinced they have extremely similar facial features but then again, her sisterâs life was hella ordinary in comparison to the princesses.
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âUNNIE! SHE REPLIED! SHE REPLIED!!â Yujin yells at the older girl. Minju is visually extremely unimpressed, barely speaking a word in the last awkward fifteen minutes they were sat there. The two were waiting for the older girls to return to school with their bubble tea and all Minju wants to do now is crawl into her bed and let the dams holding her tears back burst. âUnnie, sheâs so, so, chic.â Yujin swoons, completely unaware of Minjuâs depressed expression. Just as Yujin was about to shove Wonyoungâs instagram profile into Minjuâs face, the other girls returned. Chaewon quickly darted for and grabbed Yujinâs phone in exchange for her black milk tea. â70% sugar with extra pearls, just how you like it.â Chaewon says to Yujin. âand for you my dear, chocolate green tea smoothie, extra pearls, 100% sugar, just like you.â Chaewon winks as she hands the cup over to Minju, attempting to curb her thunderous heartbeat. âUNNIE! THANKS!â Yujin yells as she proceeds to take a swig. âBut give me back my phone!â yelling once again with a pout.Â
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âHoooo. Our Yujinnie really be making moves huh.â Chaewon teases as she scrolls through the page. Each photo of Wonyoung was dazzling, her long wavy black hair being the focal point. The girl was tall, just as tall if not taller than Yujin. Long slender legs and milky white skin. If she was in Enozi high, she would be just as popular as the girls. Chaewon was steeling herself, desperately, to not have her heart shatter to pieces at Minjuâs expression. She was devastated but was opting to push on with her idea. âUnnie! Whatâs wrong with Yena?!?!â Yujin suddenly gasps. The girls turn toward the oldest and in perfect sync gasped at the same time. Yena was zoning out, staring out the window at absolutely nothing. âHoly , what the is wrong with her.â Chaewon blurts out. They arenât wrong to be surprised. In the 5 years theyâve all known each other, they donât think theyâve ever seen Yena spend a waking moment without her nose buried deep in her books. This was an odd sight, to see Yena as she would describe âwasting precious study timeâ. The oldest girl had drool dripping off the side of her lips and wasnât even wiping it. Gross.Â
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For the rest of the day, Yena was as out of it as she was in the afternoon. Barely studying. The girls were very worried but hearing an occasional â.â muttered from under Yenaâs breathe stopped them from probing. They didnât want to open this can of worms now, especially since they each had their own issues to deal with. Chaewon was still guilty, Minju was still heartbroken and Yujin was still way too excited.
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To: Angel đ„ș
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Heh, youâre a cool one arenât you? OTR is pretty close by, what you think about grabbing milk tea after school on Friday?Â
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P.s. I followed your instagram, please follow back instead of just stalking. I saw your unintended like on my recent post ya kno, you didnât have to unlike it so quickly.
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- Knight Ahn âïž
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Yujin squealed as she typed, unable to contain her excitement. Despite her cool and smooth tone over text, the young girl was turning ten different shades of red. Her face heating up from the blush and her toes curling in from excitement. She has never felt like this before, felt like the world around her was just as bright and shiny as she was. She always thought things were dark and dull, and that she had the responsibility to brighten up the world around her Unnies but for the first time, there was someone shining the same bright ray of light into her world.
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âYena? Youâre not studying?â Chaewon worriedly inquires. âHuh? Yea, yea I am.â Yena replies while turning her attention back to her books. She had been zoning out all day, unable to focus. âYena⊠what should we do about Minju?â the younger sighs. Yena was trying her best to absorb the content of her guide books and as much as she loves Chaewon, she didnât want to join the girl in her struggles. âYena! Donât ignore me.â Chaewon whines from her bed, kicker her feet up in the air. Yena would usually put aside her studying for just a few minutes to converse with the younger whining girl, but she was just a little bit too distracted today. Ignored, Chaewon returns to her previous solemn state, zoning out while staring at the ceiling. âYena, youâre being so weird today. First you stop studying for like 3 hours, which is ing crazy by the way and now youâre burying your nose back into the books? I can tell you arenât even properly studying.â Chaewon adds on, unwilling to give up. Yena chooses to keep mum, knowing the younger girl wouldnât keep pushing. Theyâve known each other far too long, being childhood friends and all that.
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âYena unnie! Yena unnie!â a younger Chaewon beckoned. She had just barged into Yenaâs room and was prepping to launch herself onto Yenaâs bed. Just as she sprung herself up, a soft fluffy pillow made its way towards her face, colliding and knocking her off balance onto the floor. âChaewon, leave me alone.â a younger Yena hissed, annoyed at the other girlâs actions. Yena had just sat through a 2 hour long lecture from her parents for failing to submit her weekend assignment on time. It wasnât even her fault, it was a preschool assignment that required her to write a short essay of any family trip she had taken in the few years of her life thus far. Unfortunately, she had never gotten a chance to go on such a trip, not even one to the nearby mall. âUnnie~ letâs go to the park!â Chaewon pleaded, she had spent most of the morning watching cartoons and was desperate to get out and have some fun. It took a lot of begging for her mother to allow her to visit their neighbourâs home. Chaewon knew however, that Yena was absolutely not in the mood, she could see the emotional turmoil going through the young girlâs mind. Despite being a year younger, Chaewon was always the more mature of the two. âChaewon, I said leave me alone.â Yena replied on the verge of tears. But of course, Chaewon wouldnât comply, she never would. She would always want to stay by her best friendâs side. So she decided against the park and instead opted to snuggle up to Yena, intertwining their fingers. She proceeded to sing, much to Yenaâs surprise, a quick song to cheer her favorite unnie up.Â
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The two sat in comfortable silence for another hour. As expected, Chaewon had stopped pushing for a conversation, knowing that Yena seemed like she had a lot of thoughts swimming in her overwhelmed brain. So instead of forcing a conversation, she opted to sing. Yena would occasionally turn around to marvel at the beauty of the short haired girlâs voice and think to herself how lucky she was to have Chaewon by her side. She would never admit it out loud though, Chaewonâs ego was already considerably high. Eventually the sun had set, allowing for a comfortable darkness to envelope the room. Yena would usually study into the wee hours of the night, but this time, she went to bed, holding onto Chaewonâs sleeping hand and drifting to sleep herself.
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It finally hit Friday, the last day of the week. Every student waits anxiously for this day, it means two days of break after all. Yujin was no exception, in fact, she was probably the most excited in the school. Yujin didnât just have the weekend to look forward to, she had an after school date. Peering at her cellphone, Yujin reads the message for the thousandth time that day.
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From: Angel đ„ș
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Sure thing, milk tea sounds good, is it okay if my sister tags along? We usually spend Fridays together. And no, I wasnât stalking, itâs common sense to look through someoneâs photos before you follow them no? And please, stop liking all my previous posts, itâs embarassing.
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- Princess
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With a bright dimply smile, Yujin skips towards the cafeteria, unintentionally ignoring all her fans who were clamouring for her attention. She was determined, she needed to drag someone along as a wingman. Which of her unnies would be the sacrificial lamb? She ponders as she arrives at the cafeteria. She spots her friends seated at their usual table, Yena with her eyes fixed on another guidebook, science this time, while Chaewon and Minju bickered about something. âGooooooood morning!â she greets. She scanned their reactions and went for the kill. âChaewon unnie~ youâre free after school today yeaaaaa? Accompany me please?â she pleaded with wide doe eyes. âNope, Minju and I have plans.â Chaewon quickly shuts her down. She knew about Yujinâs plans with Wonyoung and wanted to make sure Minju wouldnât be asked to tag along just to suffer. All eyes turned to Yena as she looks up from her book, but before she could utter a single word, Yujin made her demand. âSo Yena unnie will be accompanying me then! Itâs settled! You didnât come to my fencing match last month so iâll take this as an apologyâ Yujin states, confident that Yena wouldnât be able to say no. If thereâs one thing Yena is sure that she knows about Yujin, itâs that the younger girl would never take no for an answer. (and she used the term unnie.)
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âSo, you girls are the princesses?â a younger Yujin asked. Having just entered middle school, she wanted friends and what better friends would there be apart from the renowned three princesses of Enozi middle. She had heard tales of three beautiful young women who had recently gained a massive following among middle school students of the area. When she entered the cafeteria on the first day of school, she could instantly recognise the target of her mission. At this point, Yujin wasnât as tall as she was in highschool, just slightly shorter than Minju, who was the tallest of the group. The girls were shocked, since the three of them became well known, nobody had ever approached them in such a straightforward manner. They always wanted new friends of course, being young teens, but they had eventually adapted and resigned to staying a group of three for the rest of middle school. âIâm Ahn Yujin, I like you unnies. You all seem really cool and I want to be friends!â Yujin declared. The girls were more than happy to accept the initiative but they couldnât help but be slightly sceptical. They knew how people looked at them and they werenât willing to let a stranger into the circle without knowing her intentions. âHey, I know you mean well but itâs just a little bit awkward for usâŠâ Chaewon replied, being the more confident speaker of the group. âItâs alright! I get what you mean, but I really want to be friends.â Yujin continues with her signature dimply smile and bright doe eyes. The girls would continually reject her random attempts at being friends. From invading their cafeteria table, to crashing their study sessions and even to the point of showing up at one of their planned sleepovers. Nobody knew how she got wind of it (the two kims were discussing it at one of the study sessions Yujin crashed), but they warmed up eventually. Minju was the first to be moved, touched by the efforts of the younger girl who seemed like an absolute darling. Chaewon eventually crumbled as well, since Minju liked Yujinâs presence, she just couldnât say no. Yena was a little bit more stubborn, but somewhere along the way the four had become inseparable friends before she even had a chance to hesitate or question the reality. The four eventually went to the same high school, one after the other and became the group they were.
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Yena resigned to her fate pretty quickly and agreed to accompany Yujin. The two met at the gate after school and were on their way to the shop. âYujin, why on earth do you want me to tag along so badly? You want a third wheel or what?â Yena questions as she pulls her next guidebook out of her bag. âNot a third wheel Yena, a wingman. Wonyoungâs sister is tagging along.â Yujin absentmindedly says as she peers into her reflection on the window of the bus passing by, fixing her loose strands of hair. Snapping her book back into the bag, âHer what is tagging along?!â Yena questions with rosy cheeks. â.â
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