YeongMi and Hyjoon were having more fun than they had even imagined, pranking Bora.

Nothing too extreme, of course.

Not for YeongMi, at least.

Bora, though, was not enjoying it quite as much.

The first day, as she came into her room to find it filled with her schoolwork all over the place, she had tried to play it off.

She had been irritated, of course, but she had been convinced that she could hold out longer than YeongMi.

Ha, as if.

She had no idea who she messed with, but she would find out.

This was what YeongMi lived for.

A late night bathroom trip, resulting in a sore butt from the coat of glue that had attached her to the toilet seat, and a wet face from a taped tap faucet that resulted in Bora's face experiencing the full spray of water, quite pressured, actually, was the wake up call she needed.

But YeongMi wasn't done yet; far from it.

Bora didn't appreciate YeongMi's American high school experience, which had resulted in her avid appreciation for the plastic cups coating the floor prank.

Nor did she appreciate walking into her room for a nap, only to find balloons covering every open space.

Needless to say, Bora's roommate quickly filed for a new room.

After that, Bora suffered alone.

She should thank YeongMi, really; after all, now she didnt have to share a room, all due to YeongMi.

From walking in to find the room coated in a particularly photogenic picture of herself, to the ceiling covered in precariously taped eggs, Bora's patience was wearing thin.

Perhaps it was the full size ice sculpture of a penis in her bed, partially melted, that threw her off of the edge.

Unfortunately for her, she had no experience with making trouble, and she wasn't successful at picking locks like YeongMi, or as impressive at scaling buildings like Hyjoon.

So she had to settle for the amateur stuff; whoopi cushions on YeongMi's seats in class, a fake snake (which was more of a dud, as there were no snakes around the school, and YeongMi wasn't easily scared).

Bora had even tried to gift YeongMi with mayonnaise donuts, but YeongMi wasn't an idiot, and she didn't take them; unfortunately Jimin was much more trusting, and he suffered from Bora's failed prank on YeongMi.

Throughout this all, Bora had tried to blame it all on YeongMi, whining to the boys about how mean YeongMi was being.

But she had no proof that it was YeongMi who was the one pranking her, and YeongMi simply acted oblivious to the mean nature of the pranks.

They weren't that bad, after all. She could do so much worse.

The boys didn't find the pranks all that mean; a few had to hide laughs every time Bora came stomping in with some new complaint, ranting about the newest cruel natured prank.

Yoongi just blatantly laughed at her, before telling her that she was overreacting.

It was just a prank, after all.

She definitely didn't like that, and for a moment the boys saw the bad side of her.

But it wasn't enough, and YeongMi found that despite the pranks, Bora had sunk her claws into the boys, and she wasn't releasing them despite the frustration and irritation.

Spring vacations were just around the corner, and YeongMi decided to give the pranks a break; she had more important things than bothering Bora.

Namely, ignoring Seungkwan's attempts at contact, and bothering her parents to the point where they stopped calling.

She even tried ignoring Jeonghan, knowing he would only try to convince her to forgive Seungkwan - as she held grudges very well - but he was too much, and after only 3 weeks, she caved in and responded to him.

She had taken to speaking with him very often; during class, during lunch, during dinner, and during the night.

The boys had noticed, of course, and some in particular had grown very upset at her drifting attentions.

Not that she noticed, of course.

No, she was oblivious to a certain individual staring at her with a look of jealous irritation, as she messaged away.

- You know, you should really answer one of his calls sometime.

YeongMi frowned; this was not what she wanted to discuss.

I know a lot of he's, maybe be a little more specific.

- You know exactly who I'm talking about, Mi. Don't play like that, it ain't cute.

YeongMi rolled her eyes; these arguments were nice and all, but the topic was getting tired.

And you know exactly why I'm avoiding admitting it. Give it a rest, goddamn. And bitch, you right, I ain't cute, I'm fucking gorgeous.

- I think you mean 'Jeonghan is fucking gorgeous'

YeongMi snorted, and a few of the boys attempted to sneak behind her to read the messages, curious about what had caused it; they only received light smacks before they retreated back to their seats.

Or, YeongMi's seats, as they had all managed to worm their way into her room, as always.

Bora, of course, was not allowed. It was unspoken, but she knew better than to try and get in YeongMi's room, lest she wanted a nasty reprimanding.

You're beautiful, I'm gorgeous. It's just a fact, we've been over this.

- Whatever, I'm still better boo. I have to go to practice, but I'll say it again, you should talk to him. Seungkwan, in case you needed more specifics.

YeongMi sighed, her stone cold grudge wavering, just a little.

I hope you fall on him and nail him in the balls.
Break a leg. Literally. Then you can leave the idol life for a while and go to the beach with me. My spring vacations are coming soon and I need a fellow bad bitch to fuck shit up and be generally flawless, and I guess you'll just have to do.

After that, YeongMi decided to go to bed, and she found herself laying next to Yoongi, who had, once again, uninvitedly sent himself to sleep in YeongMi's bed.