“You’re addicted.” Gwiboon stated, staring at the younger girl, palms cradling her chins as she rested her elbows on top of Taeyeon’s books. 

“Gwi…boon unni?” The raven snapped out of her daze, looking up from her additional mathematics drill book. “Addicted? Addicted to what? I’m not taking drugs, if you’re accusing me of-“

“You’re addicted to ogling at the boy in the café, Taeyeon.” Taeyeon simply tilted her head a little, raising her eyebrow as she looked at her unni. Gwiboon sighed, exasperated. The diva loved her dongsaeng , she really did. But Taeyeon’s innocence and clueless-ness did make her feel like strangling the girl. “You know. The one from the all-boys school near ours. Um. What was his name again?” She snapped her fingers. “Oh. Choi something. Choi Tae…”

“His name’s Minho.” Taeyeon corrected. “And unni, come on. I’m too busy to be addicted to anything right now! Much less boys, of all the things in the world.” Taeyeon rolled her eyes, adverting the intense stare of the other. “I just really like the hot cocoa there.”

“Keep telling yourself that, Taeyeonnie. You keep telling yourself that.” Gwiboon walked away, waving her hand back and forth as she did.