Lee Jung-Sook
On the way to gym, Jung-Sook passed by none other than HyunRi, his partner in crime. She shot him the bird over her shoulder. He stuck his tongue out her, then winked back, playing along. Average day in the life of the dynamic duo.
Jung-Sook pulled his shirt down over his head and crammed his school clothes into his gym bag and jammed it into a locker. Before closing the door, he heard the beeping of his cell-phone, which was late at receiving texts, as usual. He pulled it out of the front pocket of the bag and crinkled his nose as he read the message. Milkshake… Why the hell do I owe her a milkshake?! He thought to himself. She always acted like he owed her something. He shook his head and he ran his hand through his hair. Then again, there was something entertaining about that. He chuckled. He decided to just stuff his phone into his pant's pocket and exited the changing room into the gym.
Though there were a lot of familiar faces there, there weren’t many that he normally associated with. He teamed up to play a game of two on two for half of the class with some guys he knew from homeroom, last year, but he didn’t say much of anything to them as they laughed and joked about old times.
When they finished their match, Jung-Sook walked over to the side of the gym where he sat his water bottle to take a break. He took a drink and lowered the bottle as he did, his eyes scanning over the others to see just how they were doing.
His eyes were drawn to a tall figure who stuck out among the others like a sore thumb. She stared absently off into somewhere, probably thinking about something (which he assumed might have been quite a difficult task). He noticed a basketball coming her way and was about to shout out, Hey stupid, you’re in the middle of the basketball court, remember, when she snapped to her senses and caught it.
Though he couldn’t listen to quite what they were saying, when they were done, by the expressions on the group of the freshman girls who were walking by him, he assumed they weren’t too happy. Even if they weren’t the ones who had a reason to be angry.
Who does she think she is?! He heard one of them fume.
Jung-Sook rolled his eyes. Something about it made him annoyed. It reminded him about how others used to talk behind his back before high school. Like everyone believed that if you didn’t see eye to eye with them on everything, you were less of a person.
Waiting for the girl to turn away from him, and for when Hyoyeon wasn’t looking, he tossed the basketball into the girl’s back, making her jump and arch at the impact. She turned around, rubbing her back as she did so, and hissed through her teeth. Jung-Sook held a hand up innocently to his mouth and moved it away, grimacing. “I’m so sorry,” he waved as he apologized, “my bad.” Instead of continuing being upset as Jung-Sook had hoped, the girl smiled and tossed the ball back to him, apparently happy to have his attention.
“It’s okay!” The girl shouted, then turned back around, continuing to giggle and talk with her friends.
He caught the ball and tucked it underneath his arm. Too bad, he would have been happier if she was upset about it. He was prepared to be scolded, and he would have felt more satisfied with what he had done. Now the girl would probably think he was just flirting with her or something. He then faced the goal and cleanly shot the basketball into the net.
Later in the day, after all of his classes were over, Jung-Sook waited in the Café, two milkshakes already sitting on the table in front of him. He absently played a game on his phone and every once in a while a scowl or a grin would momentarily slip onto his face as he typed away at the keys.