Haeun was going to die of embarrassment.
Actually die.
Right here in the drama club room, with everyone staring at her like she was some kind of spectacle.
The news of Minho punching Jaehwan had spread across campus like wildfire. Videos of the fight were everywhere, on Instagram, Twitter, even TikTok. Students she had never met were sending her friend requests, sliding into her DMs asking if she was okay, if Seo Minho was really fighting over her.
It was a nightmare.
"Stop being so shy," Yuna whispered beside her, poking her ribs. "It's just acting."
"It's not just acting," Haeun hissed back. "It's kissing. In front of everyone. With him."
"Him being the gorgeous chaebol heir who punched someone for you this morning?" Yuna's grin was absolutely evil. "Yeah, I can see why that would be so terrible." Haeun shot her best friend a glare that could have melted steel. "You're not helping."
"I'm not trying to help. I'm trying to live vicariously through your drama-worthy life."
