no wonder she’s in a foul mood. the dark cloud above her head is almost tangible as she walks across the hallway, jaws clenched along with her fists. her first detention was deserved; she was unlucky when she was caught out past curfew. the second one she felt it was unjustified- was it necessary to give a student detention of the teacher didn’t like the way she looked at them? the aquarius always had a glare in her eyes when she wasn’t trying to look friendly- everything and everyone were at the wrong place and the wrong time. the second detention could have been completely avoidable. as of now, she’s unsure if she’s angry that she got caught, or the fact that she committed such an act.
so much for trying to stay quiet in caelum. boah attracted trouble, and trouble attracted her. still, she had to be thankful for the fact that all she had to do was spend an hour or two in class in an empty room instead of sitting in an office writing an essay self reflection.
thinking that she’s alone, she kicks the door open, one hand wrapped around the strap of her backpack hanging loosely on her shoulder and the other stuffed inside the pocket of her skirt. she almost misses him by a glance when she walks in, a curtain of short brown hair whipping around her face as she turns her head to give him a second look.
“ah, what is this…” she mutters to herself, though she’s sure that he can hear her.
she and luhan have been friends once; it was she who cut him off completely. boah had no longer wanted to be a part of the group who may have led a girl to her death- especially in boah’s lead. luhan was never cruel, but he was part of the awful reminder that she’d been trying to get rid off. it was difficult at first, but three years was a long time; her old friends had given up trying to bring her back.
there’s a moment of hesitation as she considers kicking him out to another room, but that might a disrupt the unspoken rule of her so called self redemption. instead she chooses to ignore him, averting her gaze and sitting as far away as possible from him.
A whiff of tension swept through the room as soon as she entered - but Luhan thought nothing of it. His buddy was finally back! That’s all that mattered, right? He attempted to get her attention with a playful smirk - but she didn’t seem to reciprocate the same mischievous energy that she usually did.
It seemed like forever since the pair last interacted. Their usual routine seemed nill. No chuckles or blunt gossip about the detention proctor took this job way too seriously. There was never sarcasm though, since Luhan had trouble understanding sarcasm. Something was off - and he couldn’t put a finger on it.
Rumors of her attempt to turn a new leaf spread throughout the school at the beginning of the term. But he didn’t have the fortune to cross paths with her until now - though he should’ve put two and two together and realized her disappearance from their favourite hangout, detention, spoke volumes itself. They were regulars afterall. But that was before.
Although naturally bright, social cues weren’t his thing. So he continued on bugging his fellow troublemaker, or the empty shadow of what he believed she still was. “Pst -”
“Pst, Boah - Hey hiya!” He started to become aware of the front she was putting up. “Mr. Kwon’s sporting his pumpkin tie ....” Still nothing. Flustered, he stared at her until she either responded or he came up with a different way to get her attention.
He wouldn’t stop until something happened.
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