You were the goth girl at your school. Eye liner, combat boots, leather jackets, the whole shebang. Nobody really talked to you that much, except for these six boys. Your literal best friends in the whole world. Keeho, Theo, Jiung, Intak, Shota, and Jongseob. Popular boys on the basketball team were your best friends. Honestly, it was probably why none of the girls liked you. They were just jealous.

You were in your math class with the boys. You weren't even paying attention. You and Shota were giggling in the back. You were trading notes about stories with your friends. You were looking particularly emo today. Black ripped jeans, checkered belt, Gir shirt, tons of rings.

Shota absolutely loved your style. He copied your outfits all the time. It was honestly super cute. Well, him. Not so much the outfits. The other guys all thought he was making his crush on you pretty dang obvious.

Keeho was behind you two, and he threw a piece of paper at you to get your attention. When you guys turned around, he leaned closer.

Keeho: Are you just gonna leave me out? That's really rude, and you both suck.