C3 Chapter 03: O N S R A .2

"Yunoh, what the hell! No foods allowed. Can't you read that, you moron?" Eunae hissed with the softest voice she could ever have.

They were doing a trigonometry assignment in the library when she found out Yunoh sneaked in some chips in his bag. It was not long enough when he began eating them one by one, while snapping his head left and right, looking ever so foolishly as if trying not to be caught.

"Oh, come on, there's no freaking way they would see me."

"Of course, they won't see you," Eunae muttered sarcastically with a smile, rolling her eyes, and clasping her hands together on top of the table. "They would only hear you because you eat like a goddamn pig! At least, close your mouth!"

"Whatever you say, sunshine!" He yelled playfully, quickly earning them a loud sneer of 'be quiet!' from the librarian that made them snort.

"Gosh, Yunoh, what are you even doing," Eunae slapped his arms lightly, whilst shaking her head.

He could be the most reliable person she could ever think of, but at the same time, he could also take the crown for being the silliest she had ever met.

"I'm wating," Yunoh shrugged before giving her a familiar mischievous look.

"Wha-"

Before Eunae could even finish her sentence, she was immediately cut off when Yunoh tugged her wrist and slung their bags around his shoulders. She could barely figure out where they were heading with his broad back blocking her view as soon as he brought her out of the library.

"Let's play some basketball," was his playful suggestion that quickly had the color draining from her face.

"Oh god, no."

"Oh god, yes," he imitated her playfully, enough to earn him a yank.

But as if she even had a choice, Eunae eventually found herself inside the school's gym, picking up the couple of balls Yunoh was throwing inside the basketball ring.

Her frustrated face unchanging as she threw back another ball at him, hitting him in the knee.

"You said, we're going to play basketball!" Eunae crossed her arms over her chest and huffed. Her eyes rolling at the back of her head before they pierced through his body.

"Aren't we playing?" Yunoh laughed, caressing his knee as if it did really hurt before shooting once again.

Eunae huffed, throwing the ball back at him as hard as she could, "You're playing, I'm not! I'm just here picking these goddamn balls for you!"

"Easy, sunshine," Yunoh chuckled, seemingly finding her frustration funny.

She, however, was not having any of it.

"You took away my trigonometry time, had the librarian sneered at us, and now, you're making get all those bouncing balls like a ball boy."

"Hey!" An audible squeal left her lips when a pair of bulky arms wrapped around her waist. A sweaty body, out of nowhere, flushed against hers and catching her off guard.

"Alright, here, let me teach you how to shoot," was Yunoh's proposition that sounded like wedding bells in her ears.

With her ticker beating way too rapidly than how it usually did and how her head turned incredulously hazy, Eunae felt as though she was going to faint.

The familiar way on how his arms securely held her, and how his minty scent wafted her nose made her stop wanting to play basketball, and rather stay in his arms for the rest of the day. She did not need to play any longer, and she would not even complain if she would get to be held by him this way.

Eunae had always felt funny weird whenever she was with Yunoh.

It was that kind of good, weird feeling. The sense of being ultimately happy of just merely seeing him-of just simply being with him and doing nothing, even with the absence of sound and having silence fill the in between. It was that comforting and fortifying.

She knew what it meant, and she knew what it was.

"Hey sunshine, you good?"

Shaking her head internally, Eunae nudged him in the stomach and spun on her heel. It was not even a second in when she threw the ball above his head abruptly.

"Always," she smirked, watching how it went in the ring smoothly, making his eyes roll. "Shall I help you shoot?"

"Depends."

"On?"

Yunoh shrugged, swiftly getting a hand on the free ball before eliminating the distance between them and taking her breath away, like always. "What kind of shooting will you teach me, sunshine?"

"Shut up!" Eunae yelled abashedly, running after him with deep rosy cheeks and a throbbing forehead that previously met his plump soft lips.

The funny weird feeling just kept on blazing and blossoming right within her uncontrollably and it just would not go away.

It just would not.

Or maybe she just could not.

But no matter what it was between the two, there was one thing Eunae was sure of.

That there was nothing probably more painful than falling in love with a best friend.