ebony eyelashes one/two {yoona/hyoyeon}
Title: Ebony Eyelashes
Fandom: SNSD
Pairing: YoonHyo
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: Perky little ass?
Genre: Huntress!AU
Part of: Huntress Verse
A/N: I got it around 6.7k, and that's how much it's gonna be. The next part tomorrow.
Summary: Hyoyeon is a nerd, but that's okay. She likes being a nerd. But when Im Yoona appears, she kind of messes things up. And she's kind of weird - like, where does she go at lunchtime?
"Get down," Yoona told her. Hyoyeon's eyes widened, her lips parting and her eyes filled with some unknown want. Yoona's long hair descended down, the tips brushing Hyoyeon's face. Yoona scanned the alley, before picking her up. The book worm's knees scraped against the ground, and she bit down on her lip to silence the pain. She ran behind Yoona, even though she was much faster than her, hating the terrible pain that jolted up her arm. Yoona was strong. No doubt about that.
Hyoyeon sighed as they dipped behind yet again a dumpster. This would have never had happened had she said yes to Eunhyuk for the prom.
**
Hyoyeon was a geek. She hid behind book shelves at the school library and computers at the town’s library. She was BFFs with the librarian at her school and the two librarians at the town’s library. She read roughly seventeen books per half-year, which in her opinion, wasn’t that much. She had good grades, all 80s, except maybe Phys. Ed, but she didn’t consider that to be much of a subject. She was part of the chess club and school counsel, and helped out with the school’s dance group once or twice, too, a group that Hyoyeon secretly wanted to join.
Hyoyeon didn’t have many friends. She had Jessica, a girl from the U.S that moved back to Korea to become a k-idol, and Sooyoung, one of the tallest girls in their grade. She liked her friends. Her friends liked her. She didn’t really need anyone else; she didn’t want another person to say ‘no’ to when she had to go study instead of hanging out or watching a movie. Her parents were strict. And she was a good girl. So, she followed their rules and studied on a Friday night instead of hanging out with her friends. She was okay with it.
Everything in Hyoyeon’s life was perfect. She didn’t need any action in her life. She thought that high school was enough drama for her.
Sooyoung was telling some weird story to her, one autumn morning before November, when two figures entered the class. The class shushed automatically at the presence of the teacher. Following her was a pretty girl, with long, black hair and milky skin. She had nice legs from underneath the school’s uniform, and a curvy body. She had a beautiful face. She was thin, too, but instead of being anorexic, she was muscular, with strong calf muscles underneath her skirt and her biceps softly popping out.
“Hello, I’m Im Yoona. Please take care of me.”
She bowed, before walking to the only spot available in the class: right beside Hyoyeon’s. Hyoyeon fidgeted, feeling oddly conscious sitting beside someone like her.
Hyoyeon was a little chubbier, especially at her face, and she had been told countless of times that she was unattractive. Especially when you compared her to Jessica or Sooyoung. But this girl, she was amazing. She looked like a woman that advertised anti-aging cream. Almost vampiric.
Halfway through class, Yoona turned to her, her hand going to Hyoyeon’s forearm. She jumped at the sudden contact. Yoona didn’t really seem to notice. “How long does this class last? I can’t bear listening to her any longer.” Hyoyeon lets out a small laugh, looking at the backside of the teacher, who was currently trying to teach ethics. She glances up at the clock, doing some quick mental math.
“About twenty-two minutes. Can you last that long?” Hyoyeon asks. Yoona shrugs, putting her hand on her chin.
“If by the end of class I’m not moving, call the nurse.” Hyoyeon laughs, getting a glare from Sooyoung and the teacher. She settles back into listening to ethics.
“Kim Hyoyeon,” she whispers. Yoona turns to her and smiles.
“Glad to meet you, too.”
**
Yoona was a mysterious one. Hyoyeon never found her sitting at the lunch tables in the cafeteria or after school. The only time she ever saw her was during classes, in which they shared five of six together. Yoona was cool and relaxed during most of these, barely listening to the teacher, as if she had already learned this stuff. And in the back of her mind, Hyoyeon wondered if she actually did know this stuff. The tests that Yoona got back were a good sign that she wasn’t an idiot: she got straight A’s.
Yoona also wore this little bow in her hair constantly. It worked with the school uniform (black and yellow with a little bit of brown, or the worst colors in the world), so she could always wear it. But when Hyoyeon saw her in gym class with the bow in her hair or it at the top of her stuff when they would go swimming for class, she got a little bit curious. Why was a bow so important? And when Tiffany had tried to touch it, Yoona asked her why.
Tiffany was the most popular girl in school, but that didn’t stop Yoona from getting way too far into the girl’s space - any closer and it would seem as if their lips were touching. Hyoyeon hated that, because Jessica wouldn’t stop complaining about that event for roughly two weeks. And how jealous it had made her.
Yoona was certainly a new chemical in the school’s compound: ultimately ruining everyone’s base. Some people liked her. Even the school president, Choi Siwon, seemed to have gotten a small crush on Im Yoona, asking her if she’d like to join the council and giving her extra gifts and pros. In the end, though, the only thing Siwon really got from Yoona was a lasting relationship and a couple of cute couple stuff, like the chain dangling from Yoona’s expensive phone.
The one person that really clicked with Yoona was Lee Donghae. This should have not bothered Hyoyeon, but it did, and a lot. She didn’t like how they could walk around and share conversations so easily. Siwon, Donghae and she grew into a little threesome, always hanging around each other and smiling. They were really the interest of the school, because they were ultimately the three most attractive people in the school.
Yoona then joined the school’s dance club, with the help from Donghae. It was their first girl and Yoona was extremely good at dancing, especially in heels. The boys from the group were fine with her, because she was close with Donghae, and actually really liked her dancing technique and style. Hyoyeon had only seen her dance once, when she was helping the funding for the dance club, when she was meters away from the mirrored wall, watching her movements and dancing to the song stuck in her head. Yoona could dance.
She didn’t join any other groups but the dance club. But two months after her arrival, Hyoyeon still hadn’t seen her hang around anyone else but Donghae and Siwon, nor had she seen her during lunchtime unless it was a dance club practice, or after school. After three pm, Im Yoona seemed to just simply disappear. And that was really what was bugging Hyoyeon.
Three months later, Siwon mysteriously disappeared. People said it was because his rich father had ordered them to move, and Siwon couldn’t really protest. Other people concluded that he ran away. But that wasn’t the thing tugging at everyone’s mind. Why hadn’t Yoona known? They had considered the pair best friends, so they thought that Im Yoona would be the one with the facts. But when the ravenette arrived to school the day of, and people flocked her with questions, she had no reply, stating that she hadn’t received a call from Siwon.
From then on, Donghae stuck to her like glue. There was some scared look in his eyes that Hyoyeon tried to place but never could. It was like he was afraid of something that nobody else could see. That it was his own little punishment. Whenever Yoona touched him, or told him it would be okay though, that seemed to make things okay. Whenever she whispered into his ear and patted his back. Donghae and Yoona became the ‘pair to watch’, but everyone knew that nothing was going to happen between them.
Yoona won the talent show for a dance routine to some old girl group song that Hyoyeon didn’t feel like placing. Her eyes were trained on her, like the curves that came out in the leather outfit she wore. Because if you participated in the talent show, you were allowed to dress up. Or in Yoona’s case - dress down. This grew as a shock to many people, as the questions grew even more and more about Im Yoona. And this sudden popularity was something that one person in particular did not like - Tiffany.
**
Tiffany was usually a good girl. She was very popular, but it was really because of her looks and her sweet attitude. She wasn’t a bitch, like some girls were. She was cool and a lot of people liked her. Hyoyeon didn’t find her that bad, either. She was maybe a little odd at first, and if you did hear about her 24/7 from Jessica like she did you may grow to hate her, but she was a pretty nice girl, and most people were okay with her.
But there was something about Im Yoona.
It was right after math class. Hyoyeon left the classroom to see Tiffany pinning Yoona against the wall, her lips turned up into a cruel sneer. “You like your new popularity, Im? Do you? Well, I’m gonna show you something - popularity comes at a cost.” She pulled back and ran a hand across her face, earning a loud ‘slap!’ that echoed throughout the halls. Hyoyeon’s mouth dropped.
Tiffany smiled, shaking out her hand before giving Yoona a well-placed knee to the stomach. Yoona doubled over, tears forming at the corners of her eyes. Tiffany kicked her knee, the victim hiding, her knees up and her head covered by her arms. Hyoyeon balled her fists.
“Hey! Don’t hurt her!” She wasn’t able to stop herself before it came out. A thousand heads turned to stare at Hyoyeon. Kim Hyoyeon. The nerd. She felt her stomach turn upside down.
Tiffany backed off, raising an eyebrow and placing a hand on her side. She cocked her head to the left. “Hyoyeonnie? Is that you? Did you really just ask me to not hurt this twat?” She took a step closer, her shoes the only noise except Hyoyeon’s fast paced heartbeat.
Hyoyeon swallowed and nodded. “Yes. Leave her be.”
Tiffany laughed, running her hand down Hyoyeon’s face. “If this is because you have more than just friendly feelings for her, I’d tell you to stop while you’re ahead. You know - I could please you so much more than this slut could,” Tiffany whispered into her ear. Hyoyeon shivered in delight but pushed her away.
Straight into Yoona, who pushed her back and spun her around, landing a good punch in the nose, forcing it to bleed. Quite hard. And right when the principal arrived, of course.
“Thanks,” Yoona said whilst Hyoyeon fixed the cut on Yoona’s face. Hyoyeon shook her head and smiled, slipping on the SpongeBob Squarepants Band-Aid on. They sat on the bed in the nurse’s office after the whole ordeal. Yoona’s hair was everywhere, and it looked even worse when she raked her hands through, trying to get it to look better again. Hyoyeon just smiled politely, fidgeting with her hands.
“It wasn’t such a big deal. No one else was sticking up for you, so I guess I had to.” Hyoyeon shrugged, shaking her bangs out of her eyes and giving Yoona a lollipop from the basket that the nurse kept just in case.
“I didn’t think anyone would really help me. I thought that this whole school hated me, to be honest.” Hyoyeon tried not to count all the possible names of people that may have been her enemies. There was a lot of people in the school that didn’t know much about Yoona, maybe that was the reason why they wouldn’t want to stand up to her.
“What about Donghae?” Hyoyeon asks.
“What about him? He’s just a friend. And he’s at the other side of the school - so it would have taken minutes before he would have arrived. Plus there’s that Amber girl that he can’t stop talking about,” Yoona ranted, sighing. She leaned down so that her elbows were on her knees, her hair falling wherever it pleased. “He’s a good friend, but I’m afraid I may lose him soon.”
“Like how you lost Siwon?” She sat up and looked at her with a weird look, as if trying to figure out how much she knew. She brushed it off and glanced down at her shoes.
“Yeah, like how I lost Siwon.”
**
When everyone returned from summer break, and Hyoyeon was now in her third year, there was a big shock. Lee Donghae had left over the summer break, supposedly to live near the East Sea with his grandparents because parents that had been killed in a car accident. For the first few days, everyone watched Yoona, trying to figure out what the mysterious girl would do. Who she would cling to. She sat by herself mostly, doing her work in the library or dancing solo at the dance studio in the school. Even Tiffany asked her if she wanted to join her group, but Yoona politely declined, saying that she was fine with her own group.
Tiffany then went on to beat her up at the junction of the gyms and the art wing. Hyoyeon was there again to save her.
“Thanks, again,” Yoona thanked with a small smile as Hyoyeon fixed her lip. Hyoyeon rolled her eyes, taking her chin in her left hand so that she can clean it up faster.
“You need to stop annoying Tiffany. Or I’ll be cleaning you up for your whole high school career.” Yoona laughed, a powerful laugh at that, and Hyoyeon smiled just by looking like her.
“I wouldn’t mind that, come to think of it.” Yoona raised an eyebrow when Hyoyeon cocked her head. “You have been more of a friend to me than Siwon or Donghae did. And I really like you. And you’ve been nice to me since the day I came here, not like a few of the locals.”
Hyoyeon laughed. “But I don’t want to clean you up for the rest of the school year, that’s the thing. Maybe if you didn’t get into fights so often. Or you just didn’t talk to Tiffany,” she said. She then shook her head. “Nah, she’d beat you up for that, too. Gosh, she’s one tough cookie, ain’t she? Maybe you should just lock her away in the janitor’s closet for the rest of the year. Then maybe some seniors can find her when they run off to make out.”
Yoona threw her head back, laughing at the idea. “That doesn’t sound like a bad idea!”
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It was a cold, November day when Hyoyeon had found herself running to get herself back into the school. It was cold, and she was still wearing the uniform for gym - which didn’t work for November at all. Lunch had already started and she was starving, and she knew that Jessica and Sooyoung would be wondering about her whereabouts. She sighed, raking her blond hair, flipping the bangs from her eyes. “Come on!” she said, hitting the door yet again.
Some rustling came from the side, and she looked around. “Anyone there?” Hyoyeon asked, turning her head around to see the side of the school, where there was a small forest that the high school had been named after. More rustling came and she turned to the sound, only to notice the top of someone’s head.
“Yoona?” she asked. It wasn’t heard by the person in the bushes. She took a step closer to the edge of the forest. “Im Yoona?” she repeated, louder than before. She walked into the bushes, repeating the girl’s name over and over again, for she was certain that that had been the girl that she had seen disappear into the shadows.
She took a few more steps inside. She should really be turning back and ignoring the whole thing. But her gut pushed her forwards. Was this the place that Im Yoona ran off to every lunch hour and after school? Was this the place that she went to for her own form of solitude? She had chosen the perfect spot. This area of the school had been deemed haunted - supposedly a girl had committed suicide after being denied by the man she had seen in the forest.
Or maybe Yoona was that ghost? “Nah, stop being an idiot. Yoona!” Hyoyeon sighed, stepping over a log.
Her breath got caught in her throat. She recognized the milky thighs almost immediately. Her eyes followed up to see the girl, nude, her back turned so that she only saw her perky little ass. She was standing right in front of a pool, her school uniform at her feet in a cute little pile. Hyoyeon’s eyes widened as she stepped onto a rock a few meters away, swung her arms, and dove into the water. When she came back up, she pulled her black tresses back, the strands falling down her white shoulders and pale back. She closed her eyes and sighed, going onto her stomach and kicking her legs, doing some sort of back stroke, like there wasn’t a care in the world.
Except there was. Kim Hyoyeon, a girl that she considered a friend, was currently watching her, trying to ignore the sudden feelings down there and the fact that Im Yoona was right there, bare naked, and all beautiful. She crouched down into the bushes. But the sound was loud enough for Yoona to stop and look up - noticing the familiar blonde hair.
“Hyoyeonnie?” Yoona asked, covering herself. Hyoyeon came out from the fern, looking at her with guilty eyes.
“What are you doing, living in a forest like this?” Hyoyeon asked.
Yoona sighed. “Cause I’m a huntress - I live like this.”
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part two
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next part later. and i get to use the yoona icon!
yayyy!
so um, hope this is good.
and random onesided!jeti for the win! /fistpump
Fandom: SNSD
Pairing: YoonHyo
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: Perky little ass?
Genre: Huntress!AU
Part of: Huntress Verse
A/N: I got it around 6.7k, and that's how much it's gonna be. The next part tomorrow.
Summary: Hyoyeon is a nerd, but that's okay. She likes being a nerd. But when Im Yoona appears, she kind of messes things up. And she's kind of weird - like, where does she go at lunchtime?
"Get down," Yoona told her. Hyoyeon's eyes widened, her lips parting and her eyes filled with some unknown want. Yoona's long hair descended down, the tips brushing Hyoyeon's face. Yoona scanned the alley, before picking her up. The book worm's knees scraped against the ground, and she bit down on her lip to silence the pain. She ran behind Yoona, even though she was much faster than her, hating the terrible pain that jolted up her arm. Yoona was strong. No doubt about that.
Hyoyeon sighed as they dipped behind yet again a dumpster. This would have never had happened had she said yes to Eunhyuk for the prom.
**
Hyoyeon was a geek. She hid behind book shelves at the school library and computers at the town’s library. She was BFFs with the librarian at her school and the two librarians at the town’s library. She read roughly seventeen books per half-year, which in her opinion, wasn’t that much. She had good grades, all 80s, except maybe Phys. Ed, but she didn’t consider that to be much of a subject. She was part of the chess club and school counsel, and helped out with the school’s dance group once or twice, too, a group that Hyoyeon secretly wanted to join.
Hyoyeon didn’t have many friends. She had Jessica, a girl from the U.S that moved back to Korea to become a k-idol, and Sooyoung, one of the tallest girls in their grade. She liked her friends. Her friends liked her. She didn’t really need anyone else; she didn’t want another person to say ‘no’ to when she had to go study instead of hanging out or watching a movie. Her parents were strict. And she was a good girl. So, she followed their rules and studied on a Friday night instead of hanging out with her friends. She was okay with it.
Everything in Hyoyeon’s life was perfect. She didn’t need any action in her life. She thought that high school was enough drama for her.
Sooyoung was telling some weird story to her, one autumn morning before November, when two figures entered the class. The class shushed automatically at the presence of the teacher. Following her was a pretty girl, with long, black hair and milky skin. She had nice legs from underneath the school’s uniform, and a curvy body. She had a beautiful face. She was thin, too, but instead of being anorexic, she was muscular, with strong calf muscles underneath her skirt and her biceps softly popping out.
“Hello, I’m Im Yoona. Please take care of me.”
She bowed, before walking to the only spot available in the class: right beside Hyoyeon’s. Hyoyeon fidgeted, feeling oddly conscious sitting beside someone like her.
Hyoyeon was a little chubbier, especially at her face, and she had been told countless of times that she was unattractive. Especially when you compared her to Jessica or Sooyoung. But this girl, she was amazing. She looked like a woman that advertised anti-aging cream. Almost vampiric.
Halfway through class, Yoona turned to her, her hand going to Hyoyeon’s forearm. She jumped at the sudden contact. Yoona didn’t really seem to notice. “How long does this class last? I can’t bear listening to her any longer.” Hyoyeon lets out a small laugh, looking at the backside of the teacher, who was currently trying to teach ethics. She glances up at the clock, doing some quick mental math.
“About twenty-two minutes. Can you last that long?” Hyoyeon asks. Yoona shrugs, putting her hand on her chin.
“If by the end of class I’m not moving, call the nurse.” Hyoyeon laughs, getting a glare from Sooyoung and the teacher. She settles back into listening to ethics.
“Kim Hyoyeon,” she whispers. Yoona turns to her and smiles.
“Glad to meet you, too.”
**
Yoona was a mysterious one. Hyoyeon never found her sitting at the lunch tables in the cafeteria or after school. The only time she ever saw her was during classes, in which they shared five of six together. Yoona was cool and relaxed during most of these, barely listening to the teacher, as if she had already learned this stuff. And in the back of her mind, Hyoyeon wondered if she actually did know this stuff. The tests that Yoona got back were a good sign that she wasn’t an idiot: she got straight A’s.
Yoona also wore this little bow in her hair constantly. It worked with the school uniform (black and yellow with a little bit of brown, or the worst colors in the world), so she could always wear it. But when Hyoyeon saw her in gym class with the bow in her hair or it at the top of her stuff when they would go swimming for class, she got a little bit curious. Why was a bow so important? And when Tiffany had tried to touch it, Yoona asked her why.
Tiffany was the most popular girl in school, but that didn’t stop Yoona from getting way too far into the girl’s space - any closer and it would seem as if their lips were touching. Hyoyeon hated that, because Jessica wouldn’t stop complaining about that event for roughly two weeks. And how jealous it had made her.
Yoona was certainly a new chemical in the school’s compound: ultimately ruining everyone’s base. Some people liked her. Even the school president, Choi Siwon, seemed to have gotten a small crush on Im Yoona, asking her if she’d like to join the council and giving her extra gifts and pros. In the end, though, the only thing Siwon really got from Yoona was a lasting relationship and a couple of cute couple stuff, like the chain dangling from Yoona’s expensive phone.
The one person that really clicked with Yoona was Lee Donghae. This should have not bothered Hyoyeon, but it did, and a lot. She didn’t like how they could walk around and share conversations so easily. Siwon, Donghae and she grew into a little threesome, always hanging around each other and smiling. They were really the interest of the school, because they were ultimately the three most attractive people in the school.
Yoona then joined the school’s dance club, with the help from Donghae. It was their first girl and Yoona was extremely good at dancing, especially in heels. The boys from the group were fine with her, because she was close with Donghae, and actually really liked her dancing technique and style. Hyoyeon had only seen her dance once, when she was helping the funding for the dance club, when she was meters away from the mirrored wall, watching her movements and dancing to the song stuck in her head. Yoona could dance.
She didn’t join any other groups but the dance club. But two months after her arrival, Hyoyeon still hadn’t seen her hang around anyone else but Donghae and Siwon, nor had she seen her during lunchtime unless it was a dance club practice, or after school. After three pm, Im Yoona seemed to just simply disappear. And that was really what was bugging Hyoyeon.
Three months later, Siwon mysteriously disappeared. People said it was because his rich father had ordered them to move, and Siwon couldn’t really protest. Other people concluded that he ran away. But that wasn’t the thing tugging at everyone’s mind. Why hadn’t Yoona known? They had considered the pair best friends, so they thought that Im Yoona would be the one with the facts. But when the ravenette arrived to school the day of, and people flocked her with questions, she had no reply, stating that she hadn’t received a call from Siwon.
From then on, Donghae stuck to her like glue. There was some scared look in his eyes that Hyoyeon tried to place but never could. It was like he was afraid of something that nobody else could see. That it was his own little punishment. Whenever Yoona touched him, or told him it would be okay though, that seemed to make things okay. Whenever she whispered into his ear and patted his back. Donghae and Yoona became the ‘pair to watch’, but everyone knew that nothing was going to happen between them.
Yoona won the talent show for a dance routine to some old girl group song that Hyoyeon didn’t feel like placing. Her eyes were trained on her, like the curves that came out in the leather outfit she wore. Because if you participated in the talent show, you were allowed to dress up. Or in Yoona’s case - dress down. This grew as a shock to many people, as the questions grew even more and more about Im Yoona. And this sudden popularity was something that one person in particular did not like - Tiffany.
**
Tiffany was usually a good girl. She was very popular, but it was really because of her looks and her sweet attitude. She wasn’t a bitch, like some girls were. She was cool and a lot of people liked her. Hyoyeon didn’t find her that bad, either. She was maybe a little odd at first, and if you did hear about her 24/7 from Jessica like she did you may grow to hate her, but she was a pretty nice girl, and most people were okay with her.
But there was something about Im Yoona.
It was right after math class. Hyoyeon left the classroom to see Tiffany pinning Yoona against the wall, her lips turned up into a cruel sneer. “You like your new popularity, Im? Do you? Well, I’m gonna show you something - popularity comes at a cost.” She pulled back and ran a hand across her face, earning a loud ‘slap!’ that echoed throughout the halls. Hyoyeon’s mouth dropped.
Tiffany smiled, shaking out her hand before giving Yoona a well-placed knee to the stomach. Yoona doubled over, tears forming at the corners of her eyes. Tiffany kicked her knee, the victim hiding, her knees up and her head covered by her arms. Hyoyeon balled her fists.
“Hey! Don’t hurt her!” She wasn’t able to stop herself before it came out. A thousand heads turned to stare at Hyoyeon. Kim Hyoyeon. The nerd. She felt her stomach turn upside down.
Tiffany backed off, raising an eyebrow and placing a hand on her side. She cocked her head to the left. “Hyoyeonnie? Is that you? Did you really just ask me to not hurt this twat?” She took a step closer, her shoes the only noise except Hyoyeon’s fast paced heartbeat.
Hyoyeon swallowed and nodded. “Yes. Leave her be.”
Tiffany laughed, running her hand down Hyoyeon’s face. “If this is because you have more than just friendly feelings for her, I’d tell you to stop while you’re ahead. You know - I could please you so much more than this slut could,” Tiffany whispered into her ear. Hyoyeon shivered in delight but pushed her away.
Straight into Yoona, who pushed her back and spun her around, landing a good punch in the nose, forcing it to bleed. Quite hard. And right when the principal arrived, of course.
“Thanks,” Yoona said whilst Hyoyeon fixed the cut on Yoona’s face. Hyoyeon shook her head and smiled, slipping on the SpongeBob Squarepants Band-Aid on. They sat on the bed in the nurse’s office after the whole ordeal. Yoona’s hair was everywhere, and it looked even worse when she raked her hands through, trying to get it to look better again. Hyoyeon just smiled politely, fidgeting with her hands.
“It wasn’t such a big deal. No one else was sticking up for you, so I guess I had to.” Hyoyeon shrugged, shaking her bangs out of her eyes and giving Yoona a lollipop from the basket that the nurse kept just in case.
“I didn’t think anyone would really help me. I thought that this whole school hated me, to be honest.” Hyoyeon tried not to count all the possible names of people that may have been her enemies. There was a lot of people in the school that didn’t know much about Yoona, maybe that was the reason why they wouldn’t want to stand up to her.
“What about Donghae?” Hyoyeon asks.
“What about him? He’s just a friend. And he’s at the other side of the school - so it would have taken minutes before he would have arrived. Plus there’s that Amber girl that he can’t stop talking about,” Yoona ranted, sighing. She leaned down so that her elbows were on her knees, her hair falling wherever it pleased. “He’s a good friend, but I’m afraid I may lose him soon.”
“Like how you lost Siwon?” She sat up and looked at her with a weird look, as if trying to figure out how much she knew. She brushed it off and glanced down at her shoes.
“Yeah, like how I lost Siwon.”
**
When everyone returned from summer break, and Hyoyeon was now in her third year, there was a big shock. Lee Donghae had left over the summer break, supposedly to live near the East Sea with his grandparents because parents that had been killed in a car accident. For the first few days, everyone watched Yoona, trying to figure out what the mysterious girl would do. Who she would cling to. She sat by herself mostly, doing her work in the library or dancing solo at the dance studio in the school. Even Tiffany asked her if she wanted to join her group, but Yoona politely declined, saying that she was fine with her own group.
Tiffany then went on to beat her up at the junction of the gyms and the art wing. Hyoyeon was there again to save her.
“Thanks, again,” Yoona thanked with a small smile as Hyoyeon fixed her lip. Hyoyeon rolled her eyes, taking her chin in her left hand so that she can clean it up faster.
“You need to stop annoying Tiffany. Or I’ll be cleaning you up for your whole high school career.” Yoona laughed, a powerful laugh at that, and Hyoyeon smiled just by looking like her.
“I wouldn’t mind that, come to think of it.” Yoona raised an eyebrow when Hyoyeon cocked her head. “You have been more of a friend to me than Siwon or Donghae did. And I really like you. And you’ve been nice to me since the day I came here, not like a few of the locals.”
Hyoyeon laughed. “But I don’t want to clean you up for the rest of the school year, that’s the thing. Maybe if you didn’t get into fights so often. Or you just didn’t talk to Tiffany,” she said. She then shook her head. “Nah, she’d beat you up for that, too. Gosh, she’s one tough cookie, ain’t she? Maybe you should just lock her away in the janitor’s closet for the rest of the year. Then maybe some seniors can find her when they run off to make out.”
Yoona threw her head back, laughing at the idea. “That doesn’t sound like a bad idea!”
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It was a cold, November day when Hyoyeon had found herself running to get herself back into the school. It was cold, and she was still wearing the uniform for gym - which didn’t work for November at all. Lunch had already started and she was starving, and she knew that Jessica and Sooyoung would be wondering about her whereabouts. She sighed, raking her blond hair, flipping the bangs from her eyes. “Come on!” she said, hitting the door yet again.
Some rustling came from the side, and she looked around. “Anyone there?” Hyoyeon asked, turning her head around to see the side of the school, where there was a small forest that the high school had been named after. More rustling came and she turned to the sound, only to notice the top of someone’s head.
“Yoona?” she asked. It wasn’t heard by the person in the bushes. She took a step closer to the edge of the forest. “Im Yoona?” she repeated, louder than before. She walked into the bushes, repeating the girl’s name over and over again, for she was certain that that had been the girl that she had seen disappear into the shadows.
She took a few more steps inside. She should really be turning back and ignoring the whole thing. But her gut pushed her forwards. Was this the place that Im Yoona ran off to every lunch hour and after school? Was this the place that she went to for her own form of solitude? She had chosen the perfect spot. This area of the school had been deemed haunted - supposedly a girl had committed suicide after being denied by the man she had seen in the forest.
Or maybe Yoona was that ghost? “Nah, stop being an idiot. Yoona!” Hyoyeon sighed, stepping over a log.
Her breath got caught in her throat. She recognized the milky thighs almost immediately. Her eyes followed up to see the girl, nude, her back turned so that she only saw her perky little ass. She was standing right in front of a pool, her school uniform at her feet in a cute little pile. Hyoyeon’s eyes widened as she stepped onto a rock a few meters away, swung her arms, and dove into the water. When she came back up, she pulled her black tresses back, the strands falling down her white shoulders and pale back. She closed her eyes and sighed, going onto her stomach and kicking her legs, doing some sort of back stroke, like there wasn’t a care in the world.
Except there was. Kim Hyoyeon, a girl that she considered a friend, was currently watching her, trying to ignore the sudden feelings down there and the fact that Im Yoona was right there, bare naked, and all beautiful. She crouched down into the bushes. But the sound was loud enough for Yoona to stop and look up - noticing the familiar blonde hair.
“Hyoyeonnie?” Yoona asked, covering herself. Hyoyeon came out from the fern, looking at her with guilty eyes.
“What are you doing, living in a forest like this?” Hyoyeon asked.
Yoona sighed. “Cause I’m a huntress - I live like this.”
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part two
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next part later. and i get to use the yoona icon!
yayyy!
so um, hope this is good.
and random onesided!jeti for the win! /fistpump