Hyunjin cried, "I still don't know what the plot is!" and then sniffled into a tissue. 

Currently, everyone, except Jisung, was in the auditorium, consoling a crying Hyunjin as he bawled over being kissed and then told that it was being done for the "plot." Jeongin lent a bottle of water to him, and Seungmin was fretting in a corner, "Why did we have to cast these people?" 

"Hyun, it's okay. He's probably confused," Ava tried, rubbing his back and shushing him. 

"Yeah! He only needs more weed from Felix's brownies," Jay commented. 

Felix gaped, "How did you...?" 

"I'm Friar Lawrence for a reason."

"Fair enough." 

"BUT!" Hyunjin sobbed, "HE DOESN'T LIKE ME! HE REALLY DOESN'T!" 

Minho wanted to say that Jisung did, he actually did a lot, but then remembered the god-awful deal and kept quiet. 

"Lee Minho!" Ava thundered, and the birds outside the auditorium flew away, "You better find that idiot Han Jisung and ask him if he likes Hyun or not. And if I find out that he just broke his heart for the fucking plot, I will not hesitate to break his legs!" 

"That's hot, but-" 

"GO!" 

Minho instantly scurried out of the auditorium. 

"HAN! HEY, WHERE THE FUCK ARE YOU?"

"Literally two steps to your right, bro," yet again, Jisung was crouched next to the entrance of the auditorium, "I feel like this is a deja vu." 

"Fuck that!" Minho was livid, "Why did you kiss Hyunjin and then back off? Is the deal not enough for you?"

"Take that deal and stuff it up your poohole, Minho," Jisung sighed, sulking, "I did it to save you and your tsundere ass." 

"What?" Minho sat beside him on the floor yet again. 

"Hyunjin got to know that you like Ava, and he was mad. He doesn't like that you're a womanizer-" 

"Hello? I'm not that anymore! Do you even remember the last time I talked to a girl whose name wasn't Ava?" 

"How about Miss Kanta?" 

"Fuck you." 

Jisung giggled, the sadness slowly evaporating, "But yeah, the point is that he was going to burst on you about you liking Ava. He even almost said it, but I didn't know what to do, and so I... I kissed him." 

So he kissed a boy and... "And I liked it." 

"Bro," Minho spoke, "So why didn't you confess to him right there?" 

"The deal, remember?" 

These idiots. 

"Duuuuuude," Minho groaned, "Fuck that deal! Just tell him that you like him."

"Really? Do I tell him?" 

"Yeah!" 

"Right now?" 

"Yeah!" 

"Are you out of your mind?" 

"Ye- wait, what?" 

Jisung stood up, "Just go and tell Ava that you like her, for fuck's sake." 

"You know what? Let's do it together," Minho stood up as well, and dusted his bottom. 

"Seriously?" Jisung's eyes widened, "We're doing it now?" 

"You sound like a girl I once fucked."

"Please don't say that in front of Ava." 

"Noted." 

So the awesome twosome walked in (TMI but this was what the author's best friend in grade 3 liked to call their friendship), and Hyunjin stopped blowing his nose into the tissue. Jisung rushed to him, and then spoke, "Let's talk in private." 

Hyunjin nodded, and then the two walked off. Ava gasped at them going when Minho grabbed her wrist, astonishing her, "Can we talk, too? In private?" 

"Um, yeah?" she doubtfully agreed, and then Minho walked her out of the auditorium. 

Now that the four were out, Seungmin banged his head on the wall, "One practice! I wanted just one perfect practice!" 

--- 

Jisung entered a vacant classroom with Hyunjin, and then shut the door behind them. Hyunjin just watched with confused eyes, not even hopeful at this goddamn point. 

The quokka turned around to face him, his jeekies red, "Uhm, uh, Hyunjin, so..." 

"What was the plot?" Hyunjin asked, still hurt. 

https://youtu.be/PHaGYPDwfIE

Jisung walked over to him and took his hands in his, "The plot is that I like you." 

"Liar liar, pants on fire," Hyunjin scoffed. 

"No, for real! I do like you!" Jisung protested. 

The dramatic ferret looked at him, eyes narrowing suspiciously, and then he leaned down and sniffed him. Jisung raised a brow, "Are you Kkami or...?" 

"Did you snort something? OH! Did Minho sweet talk you into this?" 

"Hyunjin," Jisung groaned, "I'm serious. I like you a lot. And I'm sorry for dragging this drama out for so long. It was because... I was scared." 

"Of me?" Hyunjin asked, "Because that's suspicious. That's weird." 

And the author has Cardi B making an appearance in here. This book couldn't get worse. 

"No! I was scared of admitting to my feelings because we've hated each other for so long," Jisung confessed, holding his hands, "And then again, I've had a deal with Minho -- he must confess to Ava first, only then would I." 

"So did he?" 

"He must have, by now." 

--- 

On the opposite vacant classroom, Minho lead Ava in. She warily looked at him, never having seen him look so earnest and sincere. As soon as they were inside, Minho shut the door. 

"So, um, what are we here for?" she asked, awkward. 

He turned to her, his face genuine, and a small, gentle smile graced his lips in a romantic perfection, "I, uh, just wanted this to be said." 

"G-Go on?" 

"I, well... I like you, Kim Ava. I like you a lot," he spoke, barely able to look at her. 

Cue the butterflies in Ava's stomach going wee-wee-wee-wee. 

"WHAT?" 

Minho stepped closer, grasping her hands and softly rubbing circles on the backside of her hands with his thumbs, "I have liked you for a while now. And I know that this might seem sudden, but... yeah."

Ava was flustered. More than she had ever been. 

Sensing her quietude, he urged, anxious, 

"Do you not like me? Have you never liked me, Ava?" 

(a/n: BA DUM TSS 

Wrote this chapter in one go, I'm just so excited about thisssssdjbdisfboufbclv

Thanks for reading! I love you!)