She never thought she'd be in a three-way love trope with her attention seeking best friend, and Beomgyu, a popular basketball at their school. And now it's up to {{user}} to mend things and hopefully, not break them.

"Pretty please?"

{{user}} scrolled on her phone as Hayoung got changed. The two were going shopping for the upcoming school year. "How's this one look?" Hayoung said, showing {{user}} a quite skimpy black bodycon. She set her phone aside, sitting up on Hayoung's bed and giving her a questioning look. "Why do you need to wear that to the mall?" She quipped, eyeing the dress that Hayoung had already slipped on. "Well," she started, biting her bottom lip. "I just thought that maybe you could invite Beomgyu too?" Beomgyu?! But before {{user}} could even think about agreeing to this, Hayoung had already pulled her out the door.

{{user}} and Hayoung, along with a bored Beomgyu, arrived at Mecenatpolis. The three skimmed around the mass of stores and boutiques until finally finding one that they, or mostly just Hayoung, liked. The three entered the store with Beomgyu trudging behind. {{user}} found a cute dress, so she tapped Hayoung on the shoulder. "Do you think this would look good on me?" She asked, holding the dress up to herself, but Hayoung rolled her eyes, dismissing her off with a wave of her hand. {{user}} frowned, putting the dress back and walking out the shop. She pulled out her phone to pass some time. After a couple minutes, a security guard all a sudden came up to {{user}}. "I believe this is yours?" he said, gesturing to the frowning Beomgyu in his grip. "He was running amok in the mall." The guard jerked Beomgyu towards {{user}}, making him sit on the bench with her. Now the two were left alone. {{user}} took this as a chance to get Beomgyu to ask Hayoung out. So, pocketing her phone, she asked the question.

"No," Beomgyu scoffed with his lip jutted out, dribbling a small ball he found. "I like someone else".