Chapter 2
News that Hyejoo and Chaewon were dating had circled around the school rather fast, for Yerim’s liking. She still had yet to even hold a proper conversation with the girl who made her long time crush round eyed and soft hearted. Well, they had engaged in passing smiles and waves, along with an occasional hello, but Yerim knew basically nothing about Chaewon, except for the fact that she liked video games, which she was unusually talkative about in the Newspaper club.
Despite the looming truth that there was basically nothing she could do, Yerim couldn’t help but feel, well, hopeful. Hopeful, that maybe, just maybe, Hyejoo might harbour even the littlest amount of feelings. Even after yesterday, well, today was a new day! And maybe Hyejoo and Chaewon don’t really like each other like that! Maybe they’re just really close friends! Or-
Yerim looked over to Hyejoos locker on the other side of the hallway and saw her and Chaewon in conversation, both their cheeks flushed a light pink. Yerim felt her heart sink for the millionth time that week.
Hyejoo and Chaewon, having realised that Yerim was staring, politely waved and began to walk over to her. Oh god. Now she was going to have to talk to them. Oh god oh god oh-
“Hi! Yerim right? Hyejoo’s best friend?” Chaewon asked nicely, slipping her hand out of her girlfriends to properly introduce herself.
“Yuh-uh! That’s me!” Yerim laughed nervously. “And you’re Park Chaewon!” She pointed out, immediately regretting her decision. Of course she was Park Chaewon, that was her name, and she already knew her name. Oh god Yerim you’re so, so, so, so, so, so-
“Yerimmie!” A loud yell resounded around the hallway, and Yerim felt someone rather small latch onto her arm and basically drag her away from the confused looking couple. Yerim had no idea who her, well, her saviour was. But by god, she was thankful. She had just made a massive idiot of herself.
Once she had been dragged round the hallway into a less crowded area, looking back behind her all the while, she turned her head to meet the person, which she guessed was a girl by the sound of her voice, and her eyes widened in confusion.
“Im Yeojin?” Yerim questioned. What was happening?
“I could see you panicking from the other end of the hallway, so i came to the rescue like the heroic lesbian that i am.”
Oh yeah. Im Yeojin. The school’s resident, well, erm, lesbian. ‘Well, actually, not anymore, seeing as Chaewon and the love of her life were now an item.’ Yerim mused inside her head. “Why does the fact you’re a lesbian have anything to do with this?” Yerim asked calmly, although her mind was whirring at one million miles an hour. Was her crush so obvious that Yeojin could tell from the other side of the hallway. What about Chawon? Could she tell. Oh god, that would be so embarrassing.
“Becuse i could tell you were gay panicking over Hyejoo and having her girlfriend there trying to strike up conversation obviously wasn’t going well for you.” Yeojin said, rolling her eyes a little. “Don’t worry though, i think i’m the only person who knows.”
Yerim felt all the colour drain from her face. She really was that obvious. Wonderful. Yerim began to walk away, shoulders slumped and her bright purple hair hanging over her shoulders, as if she was trying to shield herself from anyone and everyone “Well, i appreciate your help, but-” Suddenly the purple haired girl whipped around, a bright smile now donning her features.
“Wait… You’re also into girls, right?” Yerim asked, her eyes glinted dangerously. Yeojin furrowed her brow, before cautiously responding
“Yes?” This better not be going where Yeojin thinks it is, because if it is, Yeojin… Yeojin doesn’t want to think about that right now.
“Wait really? You’ll actually do it? You’ll fake date me?!” Yerim squealed in surprise, wrapping Yeojin up into a bear hug. “How can i ever make it up to you? I’ll literally do anything!”
“Oh, like, just stream my mixtape.” Yeojin shrugged. She wasn’t even entirely sure why she was doing this. But hey, if a pretty girl asks her to fake date, then it would practically be rude to say no.
“Uh, okay!” Yerim grinned “Where is it?” She asked.
“Oh! You’re actually going to listen to it!” Yeojin smiled, “Lil YeoYeo on SoundCloud.” Yerim seemed unperturbed by her choice of stage name, unlike most people. Yeojin liked this girl already. But not like that. Even if they were fake dating, it was pretty damn obvious that Yerim was head over heels for this ‘Hyejoo.’ And Yeojin was just helping her out. That was all.