❝ i'm happy you don't see me as some lowlife-outcast. ❞
❝ i wish all us other socs could see you for who you really are, and not just for your money status. ❞
❝ i wish all socs were like you, choi miso. ❞
𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 ───── ˎˊ˗
𝗰𝗵𝗼𝗶 𝗺𝗶𝘀𝗼...
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THE END OF THE SCHOOL DAY ARRIVED AND TO SAY MISO WAS NERVOUS WOULD BE AN UNDERSTATEMENT.
She didn't know the Greasers girls and was willing to hang around with them in the evening? What if they dumped her in the middle of nowhere just like her old friends did? Or what if they take her money? Beat her up?
"Miso." She heard Chaewon call out to her, beckoning her over once she'd left the school building. Looking over at the girl who stood by the entrance of the school, she couldn't help but furrow her brows in confusion. She was with Yunjin and Deji, however there were three other girls accompanying her.
Once Miso approached them, she couldn't help but stare in awe as her eyes landed on the six girls' motorcycles. They had their own designs on them, like they'd painted it on there themselves giving it individuality.
"This the chick Niki's got a thing with?" One of the girls with long, brown hair questioned, looking Miso up and down with her large, brown eyes.
"Yeah — Miso, this is Sakura, Kazuha and Eunchae." Chaewon introduced and Miso sent them a warming smile, to which Sakura and Kazuha nodded at, and Eunchae returned it without hesitation.
"Isn't she Choi Beomgyu's sister?" Kazuha wondered, folding her arms across her chest, Deji quickly answering her question with an annoyed 'yep' as she flared her eyes, making Miso feel self-conscious.
A sigh passed Miso's lips. "Niki and I haven't got a thing going on." She informed them, her lips in a line as the five girls payed attention to her. "We're just newly acquainted, that's all." She shrugged.
All they did was nod their heads, moving on from the situation as it didn't involve them.
Nevertheless, Miso watched as the girls got onto their motorcycles, putting their helmets on and roaring the engine. Miso stayed silent. She felt awkward as she just stood on the path, fiddling with her fingers, not knowing what to do.
"Jump on," Eunchae nodded to the space behind her, and Miso's eyes lightened. "You can ride with me."
Without hesitating, Miso grinned gratefully before she swung her leg over the vehicle, careful not to reveal anything underneath her flowy skirt.
Eventually, the girls began driving and Miso quickly wrapped her arms around Eunchae's waist as she soon came to realize the speed they were driving at was way over the speed limit. It was nice though. It made Miso feel free for once as the wind blew through her hair. She felt at peace.
★
The five girls were different. They made Miso feel like she could be herself around them, and she didn't constantly feel the need to fit in with them considering she was a Soc and they were Greasers. Though, she couldn't quite understand why Deji had an issue with her — was it because of her money status? Was that why the girl refused to speak or look at her?
