#ygu

[dominonary]

yugioctober day 12 - 10 years later

[morororinnnn]

i neeeeeeeed to make a hypno callie or tartar cosplay RN BUT I HAVE ONLY HAVE 8 BUCKS WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

(watch HypnoMori will be real in 5 seconds-)

[cheolsfriend]

DAWG NOT IBRAHIM TOO NO I AM NOT OKAY

[perfectsunlight]

LOGICAL ⸻ LISA MANOBAL (SMAU)

"...𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗻 𝗰𝗵𝗮𝗻𝗴𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗶𝘀 𝗽𝗼𝘀𝘀𝗶𝗯𝗹𝗲."

SYNOPSIS: love is never logical, and you are half responsible.

TAGS: smau, written, basketball player!lisa x teammate!reader, established relationship, non-idol au, heavy angst, wlw.

WARNINGS: manipulation, toxic relationship, arguments, emotional abuse, self sabotage, anger issues, untreated mental illness, power struggle, mild substance abuse, heavy language, dark themes, lisa is a bad gf and you're just as bad for staying with her.

STATUS: in progress...

UPDATE SCHEDULE: 2-3 times a week

PROFILES: YGU | VIPERS | MVPS | FIRST CLASS

01. master manipulator

02. reminder

03. liability

04. homeless ant

05. ur mom

06. lisa's birthday

07. princess

08. bare minimum

09. bored

10. get the raid

11. i'm busy

12. melting

13. omw

14. jisoo

15. good things don't last

16. pretty girl

17. korea university

18. goodnight

19. yeri

20. sza

more to come...

TAGLIST ⸺ ✭ @silantryoo @rosiehrs @niniwhiskers @cwpiqwon @jisooftme @1luvkarina @scarfac3 @santasbitch @lisas-earlobe @wallfl9wer @aerihiltonn @unforgivenangel @uzumakioden @skydreamed @haerinfangs @la-douleur-ne-finit-jamais @haerinkisser @giginings @lilsvx @milanlaia @pandafuriosa60 @wifey-badalee @slowlyturninggay291 @dreamingst99 @7daysronnie @thefckghost @drawing-into-the-night @xszn

CLOSED!!

[chrolloluvr]

May I request Mammon angst HCs please? Like the reader is possibly breaking up with him or something? (i love your HCs for mammon<3)

Mammon Breaking Up Hcs

note: Thank you i'm so glad you like them pookie!! also yes i love this idea ❤️❤️

warnings: Cursing, creepy behavior, unbalanced power dynamic, killing. Not proofread!

Female!Reader, (no specific gender, so can be GenderNeutral!Reader)

It would be best to tell him over text, since he is guaranteed to throw a toddler like temper tantrum if you ever told him in person.

So you text him over text, what happens? He 100% thinks you're joking at first. He thinks you aren't being serious at all, and that wow babe, you might even be a bigger clown than I am.

But when he realized that you were being serious, he gets angry. How dare you? Why would you ever break up with him? He is the king of greed, he has trillions of dollars in the bank, so why don't you want to stay by his side? Did he do something? Did he hurt you? What happened? Baby, we can sort this out-

In a way, still doesn't think you are being serious, which is what he tries to tell himself. So he will let you leave, and will act like he doesn't need you.

Another author said this already, but he will 100% go through the stages of grief, (he will never go through acceptance, because in his mind, you will always come crawling back to him.)

He will be in denial for a very long time. Let's say you move out, and even start residing in another ring. He will send you texts. All. The. Time.

Your phone will mods likely have 103 Missed Calls, 986 Messages, and 37 Voicemails. He is crazy, and especially crazy for you. So when you don't respond to him, he does not understand why. He likes to think that you were just going on vacation for a while. He genuinely thinks you two are still together.

Anger- Once he sees that you have indeed moved on, and that he is no longer living in fantasy land, he gets extremely angry. His general mood spikes, he lashes out (wayyy more than he used to), and a-lot of his servants are scared to talk to him. Will absolutely keep bombarding you with texts every day. He will even get his servants to start texting you on his 100's of extra HellPhones.

Mamm 🕸️💚 11:34

Come hone ygu little cungt

Mamm 🕸️💚 11:35

ANSWERF ME.

Mamm 🕸️💚 11:35

Do ygu knoe how easily i can replaece yu

Mamm🕸️💚 11:36

Fine go shack uo with sorm dirty hoboes you little slut

Mamm 🕸️💚 11:36

I dont kneed u and youir mediocar holes

So yeah... thats just one example. He has so many spelling mistakes because he is typing so fast, and practically brekaing his phone from how angry he is.

But in reality he does need you. You are. the one thing that keeps him running. However he will never, over his dead body, ever admit that.

Bargaining- He will send things to your... new home... in gift baskets. Fizzarolli plushies, flowers, tickets to his live events, expensive jewelry, the list goes on. It gets to a point where (if you live in an apartment complex) People start stealing his gifts and start putting them up online to sell. (And they go for 10s of thousands of dollars.)

He send these to you so that you can hopefully come crawling back into his life, so that he can control you again.

At this point, you have most likely made it public about your distance between you and the sin. Your relationship was extremely public, and known by everybody.

He refuses to speak publicly, because he wants people to think he still controls you. And when i say your relationship was big, it was definitely the most talked about relationship in all of Hell. People will go nuts about you two breaking up. Another author said this as well, but people will go crazy with the comments.

"L Mammon fumbled so bad its actually wild."

"Bros got plenty other options 💀"

"Why tf would she/they break up w/ HIM???🤰"

"Now that hes single I call dibs 🙌"

You try your best to ignore the comments, but eventually you cant, its not just online, but in real life you feel cornered as well. You might even start to reconsider your departure with him. Which is exactly where he wants you.

Depression- He spirals into somewhat of an insecure man. He strives to be better. He ups his game for his big pageants, soon to be bigger, just to impress you.

He maaaay or may not have killed people in your favor. This is known, obviously, but his obsession along with his newfound insecurity has left him no choice but to show that if you dont want to come home, he will show you its safer than anywhere else.

Overall, if you do end up coming back to him, he is overjoyed with happiness, and will take extra precautions to ensure you wont ever walk out on him and his warm embrace again.

However if you end up never wanting anything to do with him, he will be devastated, but he will force himself to get over it. He is Mammon, he truly does not need you. In reality, you were somebody he felt an unexplainable feeling to protect. He absolutely can live without you, but for some reason, he feels like he cant. If somebody were to ever bring you up, he would lash out, and make his anger everybody's problem. He may get over you after a while, but he will never fully accept the fact that you left him.

[ribena59p]

heheeeeheeeeeeeeeeeeooijhdbvcj tvft i ygu

[doppydopplinggillygone]

Do ygu have bones

YES? NO? IM NOT SURE

[pyckionion]

the chang deok music show appearance index. dates color-coded by season, album color-coded by album.

[neonleonsmessymindpalace]

do ygu know bow mhch i love you!!!!!! yogg are my best friend ever my bitfurend and i lovereee yout soo much :4

b!!!!! bubny

Are you drunk? High? Are you O K A Y ?

@yuichiiusagii

[lonewolflink]

It’s my birthday today… yk what would be a great birthday gift…

Happy birthday!!! How about...a preview of Ch. 3 of WSC?

:)

Ryujin walked down the hallway until she reached the last door on the right. Just like Chaeryeong had said, it was hard to miss.

The beautiful dark wood of the door was marred by a series of gaudy, diamond shaped pearl inlays running all around its border. In the center, emblazoned with what seemed to be genuine gold foil, was the name of the legendary goaltender who backstopped the nation’s Olympic women’s ice hockey team to gold in 2002: Jessi Ho.

The ostentatious detailing clashed with the simple wood of the door much the same way the door itself didn’t quite fit with the sterile aesthetic of the practice facility offices. It was a strange combination. Ryujin took a moment to admire it before steeling herself and knocking on the door.

“Come in!”

The door was lighter than Ryujin thought it would be as she pushed it open. The office was decently sized, she observed, but felt small because of the enormous and ornate wooden desk taking up half its space. Behind the desk, looking down at some documents in an open manila folder, was Jessi, who waved Ryujin in and motioned for her to sit down on the small chair across from her.

“Solid stats for a sophomore with limited ice time,” Jessi began, still looking at the documents on her desk, “and strong stick control. Speedy for an undersized center. Sneaky finesse when the opposition least expects it.”

She looked up from the folder containing Ryujin’s profile to examine the player with her own eyes.

“You were set to compete for second or even first line center this year at YGU.”

Ryujin stayed quiet. She didn’t want to react before knowing where this conversation was going and risk starting off on the wrong foot with her new coach.

“It’s been nagging at me. Why would a center with an opportunity for a first line role on the best team in the Northern Conference transfer to a school whose roster was already three lines deep at center with a settled top six?” Jessi asked.

A fair question, Ryujin thought. Jessi looked like she had more to say, though, so Ryujin remained quiet.

“I called Taeyang,” Jessi started, looking for a response. It was faint, but she got one; Ryujin’s face turned a bit more serious, her cool façade cracking slightly at the mention of her former coach.

“I thought there might be a locker room issue. But apparently you were well-liked among your teammates, though on the ice you, and I quote, ‘curse like a sailor and once chirped an opposing player so hard she took three penalties in one shift’.”

Ryujin cracked a smile at the memory. It was a defenseman on another team who went ballistic on her, taking a roughing, crosschecking, and instigator penalty in response to one of Ryujin’s dumber quips: damn bud, if you were any more inbred you’d be a sandwich.

“So I have to ask: why are you here, Ryujin?”

[bunny584]

OM YGU KING GOD BUNNY IM SO EXCITED FOR THE H&H CHAPTER AAAAAAA

Anon baby!!!! 🤍🤍🤍

I’m in the editing phase and it’s gonna be kinda sick but also you’ll need Kleenex for the next 2 chapters but also I’ve written the makeup already and it’s SO worth it so stay with me my love the dessert at the end will be divine. In the meantime live footage of all of us @ iceman’s girl:

[bellathejade]

YOU CANT READ THIS!!!

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-- Bella Jade

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[perfectsunlight]

17 ⸺ KOREA UNIVERSITY

warnings: swearing, taunting

word count: 3.2k

part of the series: LOGICAL

korea university was knocked out of the competition for nationals in the quarter finals by ygu last year, meaning this time they were out for revenge. the starting lineup for ygu was a formidable force: lisa as the shooting guard, y/n as point guard, yunjin as the power forward, yeji as the small forward, and somi as the center. despite their differences, ygu’s synergy that they brought to the court was their true weapon.

from the tip-off, the game was intense. 

ku came out strong, but ygu matched their energy, point for point. per usual, lisa's aggressive style of play was on full display. her girlfriend’s sharp movements and her own quick shots kept the scoreboard ticking. 

the first foul of the game came as a result of lisa's overzealous defense. she had lunged at a ku player, arms reaching in an attempt to steal the ball. the whistle blew sharply, and the referee signaled a reach in foul. lisa scowled but held her tongue, knowing she needed to stay on the court.

“you know better than to reach for that,” y/n hissed out as they regrouped. her tone was firm and her eyes held a steely determination. the shooting guard glanced at her girlfriend, frustration flashing in her eyes. “yeah, i know,” she huffed, trying to keep her cool. “but they’re not giving us any calls. it’s like they’re blind out there.”

y/n’s expression softened slightly, her competitive nature mixing with her concern for lisa. “i get it, but i need you on the court, not on the bench with fouls. just play smart, okay?” the taller girl gave her a quick squeeze on the shoulder before they broke apart and returned to their positions. 

as the game resumed, the intensity only increased. lisa’s aggressive play continued to be both an advantage and a bane for the vipers. her quick steals and sharp shooting kept them in the game, but her temper was a constant risk. y/n continued to orchestrate their plays with her usual calm precision, keeping the team focused and cohesive as best as she could.

yunjin’s presence was felt on every possession. her ability to read the game and make crucial plays was invaluable. she drove to the basket with power and finesse, scoring key points and drawing fouls to keep ygu in contention.

yeji and somi, always following lisa’s lead, played with relentless energy. they crashed the boards, fought for every rebound, and set solid screens to free up their shooters. 

their unwavering loyalty to lisa was also evident in every play.

“somi!” the thai girl barked, her voice cutting through the noise of the gym. “hurry the fuck up!” 

one thing about korea university was that they never gave up easily. their defense was tight, and they had a reputation for being relentless until the final buzzer. they had been double teaming somi once they realized she was the main reason for the hole in their defense. somi scrambled into position, setting a solid screen for lisa, who used it to cut inside and drive to the basket. she was met by a wall of ku defenders but managed to draw a foul, earning two free throws. 

as she stepped up to the line, the gym managed to become even louder. the ku fans were relentless, jeering and shouting to distract her. the rivalry was fierce, and they had singled out y/n and lisa as their primary targets, especially since y/n was the daughter of an olympian and lisa was the best player in the league.

“miss it, superstar!” someone yelled from the stands. the taunts and jeers echoed, but lalisa blocked them out, focusing on the basket. she took a deep breath and made both shots, causing the crowd to boo for a moment.

but korea university’s fans were undeterred. as y/n brought the ball up the court, they started chanting, “nepo baby” over and over. y/n’s expression remained stoic, but inside, she was fuming. she used the anger to fuel her performance, pushing herself even harder.

it wasn’t that she hated being compared to her mother, it was the fact that they were trying to undermine her hard work and talent. she had spent her entire life trying to carve out her own identity, to be recognized for her own abilities rather than just being kim taeyeon’s daughter.

lisa, on the other hand, thrived on the animosity. the more the fans heckled, the more determined she became. she played aggressively, driving to the basket with ferocity and making impossible shots. she knew her girlfriend’s mind was preoccupied with the pressure of the game, and she channeled that frustration into her own gameplay.

coach taeyeon made a strategic decision. she was an accomplished olympian, but she was also a mother. she would not stand and let her daughter get bullied by this school’s student body. “seulgi, get in.” irene quickly motioned for the captain to get up. “yeri, you too. switch out with yeji.”

“aw man, my shoes are untied again.” “again, yeri?”

seulgi entered the game with a burst of energy. her movements were quick and precise, and she immediately began to impact the game. ygu’s defense tightened, and seulgi's tactical plays helped disrupt korea university’s offense. her seasoned skills were evident as she darted around the court, making passes and giving lisa open shots.

by the end of the second quarter, the score was 38-40 with ku in the lead. as the halftime buzzer echoed through the gym, the vipers trudged into the locker room, their faces etched with frustration and exhaustion. the atmosphere was tense as they sat huddled around coach taeyeon, the weight of the narrow deficit hanging heavily over them.

“listen up, i’m only going to say this once,” taeyeon said, her voice cutting through the murmur of discontent. “we’re still in this game. we need to tighten up our defense and focus on executing our plays. korea university is playing aggressively, and we need to start taking control again.”

coach irene flipped through some pages on her clipboard, nodding in agreement with the olympian. “seulgi, lisa, yujin, yena, rei. you will all start the second half.”

lisa, still fuming from the first half, threw her towel onto the bench and met the assistant coach’s gaze with a threatening look. “i want y/n.” irene didn’t spare the thai girl another glance. “this isn’t up for discussion.” the shooting guard’s jaw tightened, her frustration boiling over. “she was out there getting harassed, and you want to bench her?” lisa could handle their words, she didn’t mind them one bit. but for someone to speak poorly of her sweet girlfriend?

it was unacceptable.

coach bae’s tone remained firm and unyielding. lisa was known to not do well mentally without her girlfriend by her side. it was one of the reasons why kim taeyeon almost always kept the two together.  “it’s a tactical decision, lisa. we need her fresh for the last quarter.”

the co-captain’s frustration was evident, but she knew better than to argue further in front of the entire team. with a heavy sigh, she turned away, her eyes filled with unresolved anger.

y/n watched her girlfriend’s retreating figure with a mixture of concern and empathy. the issues between them were still unresolved, but they were still teammates. she understood why lisa was upset—seeing her girlfriend endure harassment while being benched was a heavy burden. yet, they both needed to channel their emotions into the game.

as the team prepared to return to the court, y/n seized a brief, quiet moment by the locker room entrance. she caught lisa's arm gently, pulling her to the side away from prying eyes and the cacophony of preparations.

“lisa,” y/n said softly, her voice a mix of determination and affection. the voices of the booing and obnoxious crowd were muffled by the walls of the locker room. “look at me.”

the taller girl turned, her eyes still holding the remnants of her frustration. before she could respond, y/n closed the distance between them and pulled her into a deep, urgent kiss. it was a kiss filled with all the emotion that words couldn’t fully capture—a blend of reassurance, love, and gratitude. lisa wasn’t perfect, but she still stood by her side. she wrapped her arms around y/n’s waist, deepening the embrace. when they finally pulled apart, both were breathing heavily, their faces flushed with a mix of emotions and relief.

“i need you to focus,” y/n said, her eyes locked onto lisa’s. “please don’t do anything stupid.”

the final quarter began with both teams fiercely battling for every inch of the court. ygu, despite the emotional boost from their quick moment of intimacy, faced relentless pressure from korea university. the score remained tight, with neither team able to secure a significant lead.

lisa, still simmering from the first half’s frustrations, played with an intensity that bordered on recklessness. her aggressive defense led to a couple of key steals, but also resulted in costly turnovers as she tried to force plays that weren’t always there.

seulgi, now fully integrated into the game, made several crucial assists and defensive plays. her presence on the court provided a much-needed spark, but it wasn’t enough to turn the tide completely. yujin’s impressive skills kept ygu in the game, but the effort was spread too thin.

ku had picked up their defensive intensity, making it increasingly difficult for ygu to execute their plays. with the clock ticking down, the pressure on the players escalated. lisa was visibly frustrated by the tight defense and persistent fouls. she found herself becoming more reckless. her attempts to drive to the basket were often met with heavy contact, leading to several missed shots and turnovers.

yujin was a great center. she had always been good at using her height to her advantage. however, she quickly began to feel the strain. her play style, while effective at times, also led to a series of fouls. her first foul came from an overzealous block attempt, followed by a second one when she reached in trying to steal the ball. the third foul was the result of an aggressive collision as she tried to secure a rebound. each foul added to the mounting tension on the court and led to yujin being temporarily benched to avoid a potential disqualification.

seulgi, seeing her teammates struggling, tried to take control. she made several key passes and defensive stops, but without consistent support, it was a challenging task. her frustration was palpable, and she could feel the weight of the game pressing heavily on her shoulders.

she was captain, and the responsibility of leading her team weighed heavily on her. despite her best efforts, the scoreboard showed the grim reality of their situation.

it was 58-57 by the end of the third quarter, with ku still in the lead. the crowd roared as korea university prepared to defend their slim lead.

coach taeyeon, recognizing the urgency, made a crucial substitution. “yuqi, get in there,” coach kim called out, signaling to replace rei. the poor girl was getting roughed around by the taller girls of korea university. yuqi, eager to make an impact and relieve her teammate, quickly entered the game, her eyes focused and determined. as she stepped onto the court, she was met with the intense atmosphere of the final quarter.

yuqi immediately made her presence felt, playing tight defense and creating opportunities on the offensive end. she intercepted a pass and quickly pushed the ball up the court, passing to lisa who took a quick shot. 

all y/n could focus on was the sneers and snickers of the crowd. they were pointing and laughing, mocking her as the daughter of an olympian. they were taking advantage of her vulnerability, their taunts a constant reminder of the expectations she had to live up to. their words cut deeper than she cared to admit, but she tried to push through, channeling her frustration into her play.

“y/n,” yeri firmly turned her younger cousin’s shoulder to face her. “don’t let them get to you,” yeri continued, her voice steady and full of conviction. “you know who you are, and you know what you’re capable of. they’re just trying to get under your skin because they know they can’t beat you otherwise.”

as the clock ticked down, the pressure mounted. y/n, sensing the urgency of the situation, made a determined decision. she stood up and stormed over to coach taeyeon, who was anxiously watching the game from the sidelines.

“mom, put me in!” y/n demanded, her voice firm and resolute. the intensity in her eyes left no room for argument. coach kim glanced at her daughter, her face a mixture of surprise and concern. “you’re better off staying out—”

“i don’t care!” y/n interrupted, her voice rising with desperation. the young kim was never one to question her mother, especially in a game. but these was different circumstances. “we need to win this game, and i need to be out there. i can handle it. please.”

taeyeon hesitated for a moment, then looked at her daughter’s determined face. she could see a familiar fire in y/n’s eyes and knew she was serious. “alright,” she said, taking a deep breath. “get in there, but if you start getting in your head again, you’re coming out immediately.”

y/n nodded quickly, her heart pounding with adrenaline as she sprinted back onto the court. she took her position, determined to make an impact. the crowd’s jeers seemed to fade as she focused solely on the game.

with y/n back on the floor, the dynamic of the game shifted. she moved with a sense of urgency, driving to the basket with renewed energy. her presence sparked a renewed intensity in her teammates, and they began to play with a sense of purpose.

as the final moments of the game approached, ygu was still trailing by one point. y/n managed to make a key steal, and with only seconds left, she passed to lisa. lisa attempted a three-point shot, but it was blocked by a ku defender. the ball was tipped out of bounds with just a fraction of a second left on the clock.

coach taeyeon called a timeout, rallying the team for one last play. it was 69-70, making the vipers still trying their best to climb out of the one point difference.

“this is it. we have one shot to win this game. make it count.” coach kim snapped, pointing out strategy on a clipboard for the girls. the team huddled together, observing the final play. y/n and lisa shared a quick glance, silently communicating their plan. 

“and yuqi you need to,” coach kim paused briefly as she watched yuqi’s head snap back towards the center of the huddle. yena bit back and snicker, already knowing who the taller girl was staring back at. all coach taeyeon did was shake her head and continued explaining the play.

in the final moments of the game, lisa’s frustration reached a boiling point. she attempted a high-risk three-pointer while double-teamed, but the shot missed badly. she slammed her hands on the floor in anger, drawing the attention of the referees and earning herself a technical foul. the technical foul gave ku a crucial set of free throws, which they converted to extend their lead.

y/n, now back on the court, did her best to direct the remaining players and calm the situation, but it was clear that the game was slipping away. with the final buzzer approaching and the score tied, ku’s star player managed to make a crucial shot that pushed them ahead by one point.

as the game ended with korea university clinching the victory, 69-71, the ygu team was left to grapple with their frustrations and disappointments. lisa, already feeling the sting of her mistakes, slammed her locker in frustration. yujin sat with her head down, remorseful over her fouls. seulgi and y/n exchanged glances, knowing that their challenges were far from over.

as the team walked off the court, y/n’s eyes met her mother’s. the look of disappointment was evident, but taeyeon pulled her into a tight hug. “you did everything you could,” she whispered. “i’m proud of you.”

lisa was beyond livid. her frustration with the outcome was evident as she slammed a nearby locker shut, her anger not yet dissipated. the other girls chose to ignore their co-captain’s tantrum. y/n, though exhausted, found some solace in her mother's embrace, trying to shake off the sting of defeat.

yuqi, on the other hand, was quietly dejected. 

she had made a bet with miyeon before the game. if they won, miyeon promised to give yuqi her number. the bet had been lighthearted, but yuqi had hoped for a chance to get to know miyeon better. with the loss, yuqi felt like she had let herself down, and the bet seemed to amplify her disappointment.

all yena could do was snicker and gently nudge yuqi. “hey, don’t be so down,” she teased, trying to lighten the mood. “you’ll see her again. maybe you can make another bet with her then.”

yuqi managed a weak smile but didn't seem entirely convinced. the weight of the loss still lingered heavily on her shoulders. “maybe.”

as they walked towards the bus, yuqi's eyes were fixed on the ground, her disappointment evident. just as she was about to climb aboard, she felt a tap on her shoulder. turning around, she saw miyeon standing there, her expression sincere.

“hi yuqi,” miyeon said, her voice gentle. she flashed the girl with an even gentler smile. “i know you’re probably feeling pretty rough right now, but i wanted to just say i really liked watching you play. you did so well.”

yuqi looked up, her expression a mix of surprise and gratitude. “thank you, miyeon. it means a lot to hear that, especially after tonight.” the other girl’s smile widened. “i know you were hoping for a different outcome, but you looked amazing out there. that’s something to be proud of.”

the chinese player managed a small smile. she could feel a faint blush rising to her cheeks. “i guess so. it’s just hard to shake off the disappointment.”

miyeon nodded, understanding. “i get it. but remember, one game doesn’t define you. you’ve got so much talent and potential.”

yuqi’s eyes flickered with a hint of curiosity. “you really think so?” yena interrupted the conversation by banging against the bus window with a playful grin. “hey, yuqi! quit flirting and get on the bus already! i want to go home!”

the center chuckled, embarrassed slightly at yena’s antics. she would make sure to get her back later. the basketball player glanced at miyeon once again, who was simply smiling. she was clearly amused by the interaction. 

“i guess i should get going. thank you again, miyeon.”

“no problem,” miyeon said with a warm smile. “and before you go, here.” the volleyball player handed her a slip of paper. 

yuqi took the paper, her curiosity piqued. as she unfolded it, she saw miyeon’s phone number neatly written in the prettiest handwriting she had ever seen.

yena quickly pulled the center back inside the bus while yuqi giggled and waved goodbye.

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