kites : part 1
pairing: kim minji x fem! reader
summary: both you and minji both decide to run for class president in order to prove one another on who's the brightest but it also happens to be the exact time a certain someone decides that her silly heart beats for the other
category: enemies-to-lovers(ish?), high school au
genre: slow burn(?), fluff, and angst tiny amount or not
warnings: competitive and jealousy, kind of makes you feel single ;-;
a/n: DKDKSKSHF i can't believe the yeji writing got a good amount of attention!
the bell's tone rings all throughout the school which indicates that all students should've now gotten to their homerooms, prepared and ready to learn on another day of the week.
everyone in the homeroom shuffles to their seats, patiently waiting for their teacher to arrive to the class.
minji takes her gaze off the window beside her, resting her chin into the palm of her hand which was propped on top of her desk. facing towards the front of the classroom, she rolls her eyes upon seeing the back of you.
watching you stack all your school materials neatly with the dumb bright grin of yours.
kang y/n, otherwise known as another contender for the top rank of the school.
for years and years, going back to even primary school, both you and minji concluded that the two of you would never be friends because of the academic rivalry between you too. even your birthdays were the same, although you didn’t want to admit she was older than you by two minutes.
every subject was a tie between the two of you. while you aced in science and english, minji aced in math and social studies.
everyone makes sure to not speak of minji’s name in front of you nor speak your name in front of her. it automatically and naturally became a rule in your grade.
“i heard that today during social studies before the school day ends, each class is going to have a competition for who will run class president.” one of your best friends, rei leans over to your ear and whispers to you.
from the girl’s breath, you let out a giggle and shove her back to her seat.
hanni, minji’s seatmate and a friend of both you and hers confusedly follows the line of minji’s sight of vision. she wonders why minji is looking at you so intently.
“bro, do you hate her or love her?” hanni asks, bursting the other girl’s train of thoughts.
minji blinks, offended by the younger’s question. “what are you talking about..?”
“hmm..” hanni thinks to herself, looking at the back of your head. “do you think y/n is dating her?”
are you?
wait-why does minji want to know so bad about whether or not you’re dating rei?
“why would i care?” the older replies, trying to sound uninterested but deeply, a small part of her is curious and she somehow feels upset at the idea of you dating someone.
the vietnamese playfully rolls her eyes, shrugging at minji’s response.
“i just know someone who’s curious about her.”
before the other could ask of who it is, the door of the class abruptly opens with their first teacher walking in to start off the day.
“good morning class!”
and for the first time, minji couldn’t focus during the class period because she couldn’t stop wondering about the idea of you dating someone.
her mind was filled with you and she hated it (no, she doesn’t).
her eyes couldn’t stop staring at the pretty head of yours and she can’t help but feel some sort of envy…towards you or rei.
“i heard that today before the day ends, each class is going to have a competition for who will run class president.” your best friend, wonyoung says while the both of you walk towards the usual lunch table where you and your friends would sit. “you should run! you’re like the perfect candidate!”
with your lunch in your hand, your mouth lets out a side smile at the idea. “i’m not really a fan of taking things in charge.”
“but you’ll get a vice president too.” wonyoung smirks, shrugging. “who knows? it could be a pretty girl.”
opening your mouth to say something along the lines of ‘i’m not dating til i figure out what i want to do after high school’ but, you close your mouth and halt at the sight of someone’s not-annoying-to look-at face sitting at the table.
“i hope you didn’t mind me inviting them to sit with us.” jiwon smiles apologetically at which you smiled in response before she looks back down at the book she’s cramming info from for the english quiz in her class.
wonyoung suddenly remembers about a basketball meet. “oh yeah, some tables are being used for some sort of sports thing and unfortunately, our rei is stuck managing it.”
oh.
you scan the entire rounded table, looking for a place to sit until hanni waves at you, motioning for you to come sit next to her. “y/n! come over here!”
“don’t worry, i’ll manage without you.” the taller standing besides you pats your shoulder before sitting down next to jiwon.
you smile back at the australian-vietnamese girl before realizing the open sit near her is the one between her and minji.
minji looks away, choking on her water in the process and spilling out of her mouth.
“bro, you’re going to get her spot all wet now!” hanni exclaims, handing napkins to the other to wipe.
minji’s eyes widens, twisting the cap back on the water bottle that almost took her life a few seconds ago. “bro! you’re not asking me to wipe it, are you?”
“i’m not asking you.” hanni’s eyes got smaller, deadpanning. “i’m ordering you to, bro.”
“she can sit perfectly fine in a wet seat!” minji argues back while still grabbing the napkins from hanni.
there’s no way she’ll ever be caught doing that, especially for you.
you let out a huff, walking to where they both stay seated. gently placing your lunch on the table, you yank the napkins from minji’s hand and started wiping down the water off the empty spot. “i’ll just do it myself.”
on the other hand, minji looks down at her fingertips that grazed against yours. she felt sone sort of electricity from the sudden contact, wondering it was because of the slight wind coming from the canteen’s windows. for a slight second, she feels bad about not wiping down the mess she made but then again, she doesn’t care.
upon sitting down between what seems like a tight spot than usual, your shoulder lightly brushes against minji’s shoulder, prompting her to hold her arm in place upon the touch.
there it was again. the slight electricity shock from earlier.
“sorry..” you mumbled lowly, only for you and her to hear as you scoot towards closer to hanni.
the other girl suddenly doesn’t want you close to hanni. she dislikes it when the other wraps an arm around you, laughing as she excitedly talks to you about today’s event supposedly during the last class.
for the first time, minji’s lunch doesn’t taste as good anymore and she finds herself drinking water only in hopes of it spilling again for your attention to be off of hanni and the others.
meanwhile, one of minji’s friends and an acquaintance of yours, haerin quietly chews on her pizza while noticing that the older isn’t constantly talking about how annoying you are or how you were being the teacher’s pet by raising your hand first for a question as she normally would.
the cat eyed female glues her eyes on the body language of the older, noticing the way she’s constantly trying to divide her attention off of you talking to hanni and danielle between the hand of the australian-vietnamese resting comfortably on your knee. and haerin could’ve sworn she saw minji’s eyes slightly squint at the physical touch but she could be wrong.
after lunch, you decided that before class, studying at the library will help out your grade in math. after all, you aren’t that terrible at math. it normally took you a while to grasp the concept.
today?
today is a different story because you’re stuck on a problem that’s taking you more than 5 times to do and you still haven’t gotten the answer.
and although, the teacher walked through an example of this problem earlier back in the morning, it’s still doesn’t make complete sense to you. looking around the room for one of the tutors, a frown forms upon your lips once realizing that the tutors are probably out for for their lunch break.
“do you need help?” a voice interrupts your movement from behind.
whipping your head back at the familiar voice, you’re met with kim minji.
’what did i ever do in my life for the universe to keep cursing me like this?’
the girl standing behind you blinks again, wondering why you still haven’t answered her.
“it’s fine. i can solve it on my own.” you grumbled, turning back around and picking up your pen again to write in your workbook.
minji huffs from behind you, feeling offended at the way you’re acting towards her.
here she is, offering to HELP you and yet you refused her.
“you’re not even starting the problem off correctly.” the girl scoffs, peering from where she stood while you start to hunch over to block the view of your work.
with a blank face, you turn back to stare at her. “listen here kim, i don’t need your help. if you’ll excuse me, i need to get back to doing my work before class starts. so quit bothering me.”
minji deeply inhales, trying to calm herself down from the attitude coming off from you.
she can leave, yet, she doesn’t want to.
“why won’t you just admit that i’m smarter than you?” minji asks, a smile tugging on her lips knowing what your reaction is going to be.
is this girl for real?
she watches as your face scowls, eyebrows furrowed as you open your mouth ready to explode off on her. and yet, she’s intrigued by how pretty you look even when you’re mad.
“i’d like to say the same thing for you.” you stand out of your seat, trying to look initimidating but failing miserably once you realize that the girl you very much dislikes is taller than you.
minji dryly laughs, putting a fake smile on afterwards as she leans closer to you. a bare few centimeters away from you and she swears that you two would kiss. but, she looks at you up and down while the feeling of giddyness is jumping in her stomach, which she figures is from the lack of appetite at lunch earlier today.
“tell you what, y/n, how about we make a bet?”
you roll your eyes, crossing your arms to hear what the taller has to say. (while trying to ignore the lack of space you two have)
“whoever becomes class president is considered the brightest one.”
you’d rather accept jungwon’s love confession than run up against minji.
however, knowing how much it’d feel seeing the girl’s face falter once ms. ahn announces you as the winner doesn’t sound bad at all. and on the plus side, maybe there will be a cute girl to be vice president after all.
“deal.” you smirk in response.
minji’s eyes gazes down at your lips for .5 seconds before widening her eyes and backing away. “i-um have to go now.”
she brushes through her hair with her hand, rushing out the library while feeling her cheeks heat up.
“…ok..?” you blankly says, shrugging as you sit back down in the seat you were in before.
minji pushes all her workbooks into her backpack, throwing her pencil bag in after before she stretches out the stiff muscles from sitting at her desk for too long of the late night cramming school. she can’t wait to go home and get into bed, especially when her stomach still feels weird from you.
“i’m going to get going now.” minji bids goodbye to some of the other students who are still trying to get caught up with other subjects.
she earns a chorus of ‘bye’s’ and ‘see you tomorrow’, prompting her to scoot her chair in under her desk and slinging her backpack on. while walking to the door, she passes by your desk and wondered why you left earlier than usual.
‘it’s not like i care.’ she rolls her eyes at how careless you were for leaving behind some trash on your desk.
like the good student she is, she sighs, picking up the trash and taking it with her to throw out on the way home. carefully opening the door to not disrupt the others, she’s relieved to know that she finished her schoolwork duties for the night and can just head straight for bed once getting home.
clutching on her backpack’s straps, she rushes to leave the school until she stops at the sight of you sitting on the bench of the playground across from school where many children would play at, no matter how dark it was getting.
minji observes the way your charming face looks ethereal under the street lights, she feels the way her chest get tight all of sudden when you reposition your sitting position hence causing your side profile to be seen. looking down at your hands, she sees a milk box in your left and a math book in your right.
without realizing, a smile is tugged upon her lips at how hardworking you are.
“excuse me, noona?” a couple of young boys who looks about the ages of 8-10 comes up to you, having you put your book aside and smiling sweetly at the children.
why does minji feels like the whole entire pavement just got lit up from your smile? why does she like seeing your smile?
“is there anything you guys need help with?” you ask the little boys cheerfully.
one of the boys point at the tree. "our kite got stuck up there and we need help getting it down. is there any way you can help us, noona?"
you follow where the child's finger is pointing at, seeing a white kite sitting up in the tree looking lonely. truth be told, you couldn't reach it and yet you don't want to bring the children down.
"of course!" you nod, getting off from your seat and straightening out your skirt in case an accident happens like flashing some students at school.
the girl watching from the school's entrance feels herself getting wary about you. she doesn't want you to fall and end up breaking something. even the sight of you tip-toeing makes her cringe from the thought of falling.
minji knows that you'll end up getting the kite for the children though. you never give up! at least, in her mind.
she braces herself to run and catch you, seeing the way you start climbing up to grab the kite. her clutch on the backpack's straps are tighter and she feels her throat closing up in nervousness.
but hearing the boys cheering as you grab their kite brings her mind back to why you helped in the first place. seeing the way your smile perfectly paints across your lips as you brush your hair through with your hand, while handing the boys their kite makes her stomach flutter.
way worse than before.
kim minji isn't stupid, she knows what this means.
for the first time, minji realizes that she has a crush on somebody. not just anyone, you.
asksksh, it's getting long so i'm writing a part 2 soon!
