Title: Can I Sit Next To You?
Pairing: One-sided Minjung/Taeyeon
Rating: G
Genre: ?
Word Count: 353
Summary: Minjung likes Taeyeon more than Taeyeon likes her.
"Can I sit next to you?" Taeyeon hears. She looks up from her tray, spotting a tall girl-Minjung, she thinks-standing next to the table.
She smiles, shrugging and moving her backpack to the floor between her legs. "Sure," she says, patting the seat next to her. "I don't see why not."
"I'm Minjung," she tells her, sitting down and smiling as well. "We have gym together."
"I knew you looked familiar," Taeyeon laughs, mostly to cover up her embarrassment. She should pay more attention in class, so that she can be saying that the next time. We have this class together...
"You um...you forgot your uniform," the older girl continues, what looks like a blush spreading across her face, digging around in her own backpack.
Taeyeon flushes out of embarrassment, letting her head thunk onto the table next to her tray. "Thanks," she mumbles, blindly reaching for the shorts and t-shirt the older girl hands her. "I can be really forgetful sometimes, so I appreciate you bringing it to me."
Minjung pokes her side, smiling widely. "Not a problem. I just noticed you left them on the bench, and I know today is the day you take them home to wash them so..." she trails off, biting her lip and looking at the food on Taeyeon's tray instead.
Taeyeon wants to ask how the older girl knows her schedule, but judging from her blush, and the fact that she tracked her down to give her clothes back, she can probably guess.
She slides her finger across her screen, unlocking her phone to text Taemin.
Nvr mind, I found them
Jinki's smiling face looks up at her from the screen, and she feels a little bit bad. She'll never like Minjung back the way that she likes her, so she pointedly ignores the last statement, choosing not to comment on it. "Thanks again," she says, smiling as widely as she can. "I have to go though, so I'll see you around?" she continues, picking up her things and heading for the trashcan.
She tries not to wince at Minjung's too bright, "Okay!"