"so? he called you his friend and you really believe he sees you as a friend? are you serious? are you kidding? are you joking?" sunoo's eyebrows nearly disappeared into his hairline as he leaned in towards moonbyul menancingly like some kind of interrogator, his disbelief palpable. the poor girl who was just trying to eat her lunch moves back.

"first of all, you're in my no no square" she points out, putting a finger in the middle of his forehead and pushing him back.
"second of, what else am i supposed to believe?" she shrugs, sinking her teeth in her sandwich and chewing with all the enthusiasm of someone who was about to get scolded.

she had stayed with riki until four in the morning, talking and sharing bits of their personal lives with each other, their fears, their dreams and the stubborn hopes in their hearts.
but considering how nishimura riki had been acting lately, moonbyul was very much surprised when he called her a good friend (all while holding her in his arms under the starry sky)

"his actions moonbyul" sunoo slams a hand on the table, making their lunch boxes (and moonbyul) jump. "actions speak way louder. what did you expect? he basically confessed to you, and considering that your dumbass did not say anything, he had to play it off" sunoo scolds and subsequently rolls his eyes. moonbyul's cheeks flush crimson red and she looks away from the boy lecturing her, embarrassed.
i mean, believing a guy is pretty damn embarrassing.

she had admitted it to herself (after sunoo talked her ears off about it) that she indeed liked riki a little bit, that was undeniable.

the thing is, that riki liked her a lot, everyone and their grandma knew, even the walls.
and moonbyul was still grasping onto the idea that when he called her his friend he actually meant it.

what did moonbyul know about a guy's head anyway? they came with no manual. they hardly made sense, even on their best days.
most of them are strange, and to her, most of them are not to be taken seriously, because they themselves take nothing seriously.
moonbyul knew how incredibly egocentric a man can be, so she wished to never become a tool of satisfaction for somebody's son pride.

"what even did you expect me to say damn!" the girl protests and sunoo scoffs from what could have been the millionth time that day and moonbyul resisted the urge to just smack him with her lunchbox right in the middle of the cafeteria.

sunoo obviously wasn't about to let her off the hook that easily. he crossed his arms and tilted his head, a smirk that moonbyul did not like plastered on his pretty lips. "give the poor boy a clue moonbyul"

moonbyul groans, dropping her face in her palms with a sigh. she brushes her hair back and leans on the chair. "i'm supposed to be mysterious" she whined and a window-breaking laugh leaves sunoo's mouth. "mysterious?! please!" he wiped the tears at the corners of his eyes, holding his chest as he finally calms down. moonbyul narrows her eyes at him, clearly irritated.

"the only mystery here is how he hasn't figured out you're into him already" sunoo grins and moonbyul rolls her eyes. "i just like him a little, it can't be that obvious" she huffs with a pout.
sunoo found it slightly amusing. moonbyul was definitely just as dumb as riki when it came to dealing with feelings, although he had to admit, riki had gotten a grip of the situation.

before sunoo could open his mouth and say something that would only frustrate moonbyul further, her eyes spot riki's tall figure entering the cafeteria, in all his nonchalant glory, sauntering over, hands stuffed in his pockets. clad in his usual oversized attire, his hair was tousled in a perfect way it always seemed to be, like he'd just rolled out of bed but somehow made it look intentional.

although firstly he was headed towards the table of a few friends of his, she spots moonbyul and sunoo— to be exact, moonbyul looking like she was about to beat the living daylights out of sunoo, and sunoo looking pretty amused.

"great, speak of the devil" she muttered under her breath. sunoo followed her gaze, a smile of mischief playing at the corners of his mouth. "oh look, it's your bestie" he snickered and moonbyul grabbed his ear, pulling him towards herself.

"listen here billy, you dare let out some bullshit from that idiot mouth of yours, i shit you not i will make you beg your ma to put you back inside" moonbyul warns and lets go of his ear, but sunoo couldn't hold himself back from snorting a laugh.

riki reached their table, flashing them both a charming smile.
"what are you two whispering about?" sunoo smiles back at him, his gaze flicking over towards moonbyul before he looks back at riki. "oh nothing just trying to knock some sense into your. . . friend, over here" he said casually and moonbyul had never wanted to hit anyone more in her life.

riki raises his eyebrows, clearly entertained. "that so? well good luck with that" he glances at moonbyul, who didn't even dare to look up at him, pretending as if her phone was the most interesting thing ever. sunoo glares at her, clearly annoyed by the feigned nonchalance, so he decides to do something about it.

"actually we were talking about—"  moonbyul drops her phone on the table, quickly pressing a hand over sunoo's mouth before he could even think of finishing that sentence. "we were talking shit about our classmates" she says calmly, so calmly riki would have believed her if her suspicios reaction didn't give it away immediately that she was lying.

the tall boy chuckles, looking nervous for a moment. "actually i stopped by to ask you if you're free later Byul. . . or even tonight, doesn't matter" he asks, scratching his nape. moonbyul suddenly begins feeling nervous herself, an odd sensation setting on the pit of her stomach, like something was about to happen, something important.

"actually sunoo and i—"
"in fact byul, i remember i'm busy later, i have to finish that project you helped me with, you guys can hang out" sunoo cuts her off, earning a deep scowl from her, but he flashes her a deceivingly innocent smile, moonbyul knew him way too well.

she sighs softly and nods. "yeah i guess i'm free"

i love writing those lil
sunoo-byul moments😫