DEAR DIARY, BYUL IS DELUSIONAL

tension ooooooo

In the backstage shadows, Riki's frustration lingers as Moonbyul approaches, disappointment etched across her face. "Riki. Seriously? What even was that out there? Rehersals are not an opportunity to hurt people you got beef with a wooden dagger." He rolls his eyes, arms crossed with an air of defiance. When she put it like that, it really sounded pathetic.

"Come on, Moonbyul. It's just a prop. JJ needs to loosen up."

Moonbyul scoffs and throws her hands up in the air. She veers toward him. "get your act together or i'll have Jungwon learn your lines" she points her finger at him and he raises his eyebrows. "who in the Lord's name even is Jungwon?" Moonbyul sighed. "he's our classmate you dumb fuck but that is beside the point"

Riki seemed slightly shocked at the insult but he let it slide.
Slightly flustered, he insists, "I'm just trying to make Brutus real. If JJ can't handle it, that's not my problem."

Moonbyul sighs again, frustration evident. She knew. She knew that it was much more than simply good acting. She knew he did that on purpose and most importantly that he did not regret it at all.

"Being real is cool, but not if it messes up the whole vibe. sort your issues off-stage, or I might have to reevaluate your part in this thing."

Riki, giving Moonbyul a stern look, maintains an air of casual rebellion. The backstage atmosphere remains charged as the classmates grapple with the aftermath of the heated argument.

Riki chuckles as he gets up from his seat, taking a few steps towards Moonbyul. he takes her chin in his hands, turning her towards him. "me and him have one thing in common" he chuckles "we both want Rome" his lips curl in a slight smirk
"Not that I loved Caesar less, but that I loved Rome more." Riki quotes as he walks around her.

Every single day Moonbyul wondered why she had to be doing what she was doing, and that day was no different.

It was like dealing with overgrown children that use drugs.
suddenly someone snaps their fingers in front of her face. "hello? Stop staring into the void like a deer looking at headlights" Moonbyul glares at him. "get out of my sight Nishimura, i've had enough of you today" she dismisses him, assertively shaking her hand, motioning him to leave.

JJ walks towards Moonbyul, purposely bumping shoulders with Riki on the way. He stops in front of the stressed girl, his gaze lost. "this is what i was talking about"

"not you too please" she raises a hand in front of herself to prevent him from saying anything else. "really? if that happens again i quit, find somebody else to play Caesar" he crosses his arms and Moonbyul stands up abruptly from where she was sitting. this was all too much responsibility.

"i understand okay? i tried to knock some sense into him, if his coconut brain cannot absorb it that not my problem in anyway, he will be off the show. Stop getting on my nerves" she spat and JJ raises his eyebrows at her tone. He nods and decides to not push her further.

Riki who had been eavesdropping to their conversation from the make-up room along with Yuna turns towards her with a smug smile. The girl bites back a laugh and Riki puts his finger in front of his lips, signaling her to not make any noise or they will be caught.

"oh come on seriously? He has no shame. After he tried to kiss her and failed?" Yuna rolls her eyes and Riki crosses his arms, closing the door of the small room.

"i want to crush his head on a wall" Riki confesses, crumbling a piece of chalk using only his thumb and index, rubbing the white powder it left on them before wiping it on Yuna's arm who flashed him and intense scowl.

"are you jealous, Riki?" Yuna asks, a grin tugging at the corners of her lips. The boy chuckled wryly, as if sooner or later he expected that question from her. "are you jealous, Yuna?"

"i asked first" she pointed out
"fair enough" he acknowledged.

"no i am not jealous" Riki declared. Reading the look of confusion on her face, he decided to explain further. "i will try to make this simple for you"

he takes a chair and sits in front of her, elbows on his knees and his fingers intertwined, an air of seriousness and mischief surrounded him. "I don't want Moonbyul, Yuna. I want to anger JJ. I am after the things he wants— and what he wants is Moonbyul"

"but why?" Yuna shakes her head. Riki chuckles once more, a sense of unease washing over her, her heart was beating erratically, an ugly thumping in her chest that she could hear in her ears.

"Oh Yuna, he really shouldn't mess with me"

"dude" she says seriously "don't take it too far" Riki stands up and pinches her cheek, Yuna quickly slaps his hand off and the boy laughs. "dont you worry Yuna, dont you worry"

"moonbyul witth hate you"
"i don't care"