jinsol:
are you guys almost here?

jinsol:
i thought this was a freshman
only party

jinsol:
i was wrong 🙂

sunhi:
WERE ALMOST THERR BBG

hawon:
wait wdym you were wrong

jinsol:
I MEAN THE SECOND AND THIRD
YEARS ARE HERE AS WELL

jinsol:
i'm literally standing in the corner
with my drink trying not to kill park
jisung with my heart eyes

sunhi:
😱😏 jisung is there?

jinsol:
YES

jinsol:
he's with his friends

jinsol:
but other than that he's alone

hawon:
MAKE YOUR MOVE

jinsol:
IM SCARED

jinsol:
IVE NEVER TALKED TO
A BOY I LIKED BEFORE

sunhi:
THIS ISNT JUST A BOY JINNIE

sunhi:
THIS IS THE BOY

hawon:
if he isn't your new years
kiss i will scream

jinsol:
my FIRST kiss..

sunhi:
OMG THATS RIGHT

hawon:
WERE ALMOST THERE LIKE
WE ARE A STOP SIGN AWAY

sunhi:
GO SAY HELLO

jinsol:
OH MY FOD HE LOOKED AT ME

jinsol:
bye chugging my drink rn

hawon:
JIN NO YOU SKIPPED LUNCH

jinsol:
SHIT I DID

jinsol:
AM I GOING TO DIE????

jinsol:
if i die i want hawon to have bonbon

hawon:
thank you but you aren't dying

sunhi:
wait back up why does
hawon get bonbon??

hawon:
cause i wouldn't forget to feed her

sunhi:
.. alr fair

jinsol:
he's looking this way again kms

sunhi:
HE WANTS YOUU

sunhi:
GO TALK TO HIM

jinsol:
i'm gonna wave

sunhi:
don't wave that's lame

jinsol:
i'm waving

sunhi:
oh jinsol

hawon:
she's new at this. let her learn

jinsol:
s

jinsol:
so um

jinsol:
so he was actually looking
at the girl behind me :')

sunhi:
😬

hawon:
WE'RE HERE

hawon:
JINSOL STOP DRINKING

jinsol sat on the couch, shoulders hunched inward and cheeks flushed pink as she nursed a glass of water from hawon. her eyes were trained on the boy she'd been in love with for years and the girl he was talking to.

she wasn't drunk, but jinsol didn't feel sober. she and her friends had been invited to this new year's party by someone in her class, and the only reason jinsol came was because she knew jisung would be here. she wanted today to be the day she finally confessed to him.

the couch cushions dipped when someone plopped down beside the tipsy girl, and jinsol turned to smile at chenle. "hey," she greeted in a soft voice. "what time is it?"

chenle shrugged before pulling his phone from his pocket to check the time. "almost 11:30. why?"

almost 11:30 meant almost midnight, which meant almost new year's day, which meant jinsol didn't have a lot of time to confess to jisung and somehow make him her first kiss.

she turned her attention back to chenle. they weren't great friends, but they talked casually in the few classes they had together. "that girl with jisung. do you know if they're together?"

chenle looked past her to where she was visually pointing with her eyes. he tossed a comfortable arm around her shoulders as he leans back into the couch. "not sure. i mean, last i heard, he wasn't looking for a relationship. so probably not."

jinsol felt herself sink into the cushions. "you didn't tell him i like him, right?"

"no way," chenle scoffed. "you're not getting off that easy. you're going to have to confess to him yourself."

she opened her mouth to say something else when chenle suddenly jumped up, a wide smile on his face as he grabbed hands with someone jinsol didn't recognize before hugging.

"what's up, man?" she heard him ask as she rose to her feet, making her way toward the kitchen so that she didn't interrupt their conversation. jinsol hadn't noticed jisung separate himself from the girl, but he was now standing in the corner of the room with his phone in his hand.

feeling confident from the alcohol in her system, jinsol took a breath and made her way toward the boy. she politely dipped her head to catch his eye, showing a slightly flushed smile when he looked her over. he smiled back. "hey. it's jinsol, right?"

oh my god, he knows my name. "yeah," she laughed until biting her inner cheek to silence herself. "park jisung, right?"

jisung chuckled lightly and tucked his phone into his pocket. jinsol's heart sped up when she realized it was to give her his full attention. "right. you're friends with chenle?"

"i guess, yeah. we share some classes together..." jinsol explained, nearly tripping over herself as she moved to stand beside jisung rather than facing him. "how are you?"

jisung laughed again, but this time jinsol felt like it was more at her. "wow, you're pretty cute. have you had something to drink?"

jinsol's cheeks burned. you're making a fool of yourself, she mentally scolded. "uh, yeah, a little. why? am i being weird?"

"not weird!" jisung quickly elaborated when he saw how red she became. "it's just that we've never actually spoken before. should we be friends? can i get your number?"

what is happening?

"y-yeah! i mean, yes, sure. let's exchange!" jinsol tried not to act so eager as she accepted jisung's phone from his outstretched hand. she entered her number and saved the contact simply as jinsol :)

she handed the phone back, trying her best not to graze his fingers since she knew hers were probably shaking and sweaty. jinsol spared a quick glance and saw he'd saved himself as "jisung 👽". her smile faded when she realized it was already 11:57.

jisung dropped his phone back into his pocket and rubbed the back of his neck. "i'm gonna get something to drink. you want anything?"

jinsol panicked. if he left, he may not be back before 12, which means she might miss her chance. "no! i mean, yes! you stay here, i'll get it!" before she could think too much about his confused expression, the girl hung her head and made her way toward the drinks table.

there were so many people. jinsol kept close to the walls to avoid the crowd. she saw chenle across the room, still chatting with the upperclassmen.

when she spotted the drinks table, jinsol made a beeline for it. she dared a glance at her phone. 11:58. looking back over her shoulder, she saw jisung leaning against the wall she'd left him at and sighed in relief. 

facing forward, jinsol didn't even have time to yelp as she walk directly into one of the female upperclassman, the girl's raised elbow catching her between the eyes. jinsol winced as pain flared in the area, looking up to see the girl facing her with wide eyes.

"oh my god, are you okay?!" jinsol didn't have time to answer before the girl gasped. "you're bleeding! shit, wait here, i'll be right back." as she hurried away to grab a napkin, jinsol realized they'd been wearing the same baby blue shirt. knowing how expensive hers was, she hoped her blood didn't ruin the other girl's shirt.

snapping out of her daze, she checked her phone again. before the screen could light up, she could hear the voices cheering simultaneously.

five! four!

jinsol grabbed a cup and began to fill it.

three! two!

she decided the drink wasn't worth it and spun on her heel to find jisung.

one!

someone's hand latched onto her upper arm, pulling her into their chest.

happy new year!

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finally finishing this idea after a year and a half let's goooooo☝️

(these chapters are written over the span of 2.5 years. i tried updating the oldest ones, but if they seem inconsistent, that's why)