MISCHIEVOUS KISS | winrina adaptation |

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"Recently I saw a fortune teller, she said I'd fall in love with someone in the near future,"

Jimin stopped writing instantly, she started listening to the radio that's been going on for the past hour. Her attention drifting away from the due homework she was meant to do.

She yawned and stretched her body. How long has she been sitting there that her butt has started to ache? She wondered.

She switched the channel when she got bored and a news of a meteor shower gave her a thrilling sensation.

"We have a great view of Lyrids beginning tonight until tomorrow morning. It is extremely rare for Lyrids to be observed clearly in Seoul."

Jimin rushes her way in the direction of her window. She opened the curtains as she stared at the night sky, wishing for a shooting star to show itself.

"If you make a wish when you see a shooting star, your wish will come true."

What the announcer said gave Jimin a lot of hope.

"If you're having a hard time telling someone your true feelings, why don't you wish to a meteor shower?"

Jimin looks up to the nightsky and a shooting star came across, her orbs widened as she immediately closed her eyes and put her palm together.

She gulped, "I wish I can tell Minjeong how I feel about her."

Morning came and Jimin was the first person to come to school. She's wearing a shirt underneath her blazer and tie, and a skirt that's just above her knee.

Jimin glanced from left to right, feeling nervous for what she's going to do later on.

She hid herself in the school's bike racks. Peeking from left to right, waiting for a certain person to come.

Students have been going in and out the quad, it was getting crowded. Yet she remained composed in her position even though her feet is already cramping from standing two hours straight.

She knew Kim Minjeong's schedule, and the girl was never late in school. How did she know? Well, she's been admiring her from afar starting two years ago

"Good morning,"

Jimin's ears perked up when she heard that sweet voice, the owner? None other than Kim Minjeong.

The side of Jimin's lips curved up instantly at the sight of the girl walking her way in.

She turned around and did breathing exercises.

She slapped herself lightly as she tries to remember the script she wrote the day before.

"Nice to meet you, Kim Minjeong. My name is Yu Jimin. I'm in Class F. You don't know me but I know you-" She blanked out when she saw the girl standing infront of her.

Jimin opened her mouth but then closes it again. All she does is steal glances from afar, Jimin have been admiring Minjeong's intelligence and beautiful face eversince the school entrance ceremony, and now that the girl she's been crushing on is face-to-face with her. She couldn't find the right words to say.

"Who are you?" Minjeong's voice was as cold as her demeanor but Jimin can always hear flowers singing whenever she speaks. There's always that spark and tingle whenever she hears her voice.

She breathed deeply. "I'm Yu Jimin from Class F, please accept my letter." She wanted to pat herself on the back for not stuttering.

Jimin stretched her arm for Minjeong to take it.