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"you want to kill zhong chenle?" jangmis jaw fell open, eyes narrowing at the pink haired girl in front of her. "did you not hear the part where i said i wanted to dye my hair purple? is chenle all you care about?" chaewon scoffed, folding her arms.
"chaewon, you're saying you want to kill the son of the richest family in china." jangmi repeated, disregarding her nonchalant answer to her first question. "and i also said i wanted to dye my hair. these things are very insignificant i don't understand why you say it like they are."
park chaewon was really a peculiar little thing. well not literally little seeing she was taller than a lot of girls in their school, but figuratively. to the public eye, she seemed like a small church girl that didn't talk but but on the inside she was so much more.
"but regarding chenle, i do want to cut him off eventually. normally, i would be able to... convince them to keep their mouths shut, but with someone like chenle there's only one way to be able to shut him up." she sighed in a bored manor, folding one of her legs over the other.
"although his status can cause major bumps in the plan, it can also be the greatest cover up. god i love aggravating rich people." her malicious laugh was enough to send chills down jangmis spine, the green haired girl blinking in confusion.
"okay i thought i knew about all the hard shit but apparently not." she breathed, leaning back into her couch. they were currently in jangmis apartment, the girls roommate having been at a lecture which left the perfect chance for them to talk about things like this.
"for further explanation," chaewon hummed. "since he's rich and all, there could be multiple reasons someone would want to kill him." jangmi was starting to get the picture, the idea of some famous person being killed for no reason.
"and you don't think people will suspect you?" she quirked a brow, earning a snort from the younger girl. "they'd be stupid not to. but i have a plan as always so i won't get caught as easily."
"i have a very strong feeling this plan revolves around me and the boys." "indeed."
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moon jangmi was not a simple person. that was made clear the minute she stepped into elvrent high school. anyone who's ever met her was either forced to or thought they had the balls to receive her malicious words.
if she wasn't insulting you and making fun of you every second you were around, there was either something wrong with her or she actually didn't mind you being around. and there is absolutely nobody that fits those criteria and she becomes even more bitchey when there's something wrong with her so.
not a day in her life did she regret the things she would say to people, she simply didn't care for their feelings. they weren't her problem.
perhaps it was karma that came back and took a hold on her throat when she started a "friends with benefits" type relationship with none other than li baram. even if they weren't friends.
shocking? yeah, yes it was absolutely mind blowing that two people like li baram and moon jangmi could even be in the same room at once without biting each other's head off.
it was surprising they had come this far, jangmi being notorious for not being able to tolerate being around people for more than two minutes and baram being notorious for annoying the shit out of the older.
but of course eventually, all surprises die out and become boring. so that's what leads us to the the storm that came when baram decided to start ignoring jangmi.
"li." jangmi hummed, leaning on the wall besides the table that baram sat at, the girl halting her actions of painting her nails without a care in the world. she looked up, raising a brow at jangmi before turning back to her nails. "moon." she greeted with a sigh.
"you've been ignoring me." "isn't that what i usually do?" "you know what i mean baram." jangmi rolled her eyes, pulling a chair out from under the table with her foot.
"oh screw off jangmi. don't you know how to take a hint?" this confused jangmi, the older girl creasing her brows. "yah! i cant take a hint if you barely interact with me to give me one." she immediately defended, leaning back in her chair.
"that's the point! i don't interact with you! i'm done interacting with you! god you are so dense." baram exclaimed angrily, placing everything down with a bang. "we weren't anything more than a good fuck got it? i'm not even gay." this made the olders blood boil.
li baram might have been seen as perfect by everyone that passed but in reality she was all kinds of fucked up. she constantly preached she wasn't gay while being in this relationship with jangmi, claiming she was bored and had nothing better to do.
"yeah right!" jangmi scoffed, rolling her eyes. "every night we're together you can't keep your hands off of me!" baram sent her a glare, her body language telling the older she wanted her to be more quiet.
"no fuck you baram. we all know you'll come crawling back, and when you do i'm not gonna take you this time." the green haired spat, standing from the chair she sat it. "mark doesn't want you. he never will, so get over him and realize you're lying to yourself." she seethed, turning and storming out.
so that just happened.. what are we thinking abt it so far?
