Cloud Cookie Brothers
01
"Kim Namjoon, you son of a bitch. How dare you ask a young girl to run errands on such a late hour? Damn it."
Kim Yeo-ju, a 17-year-old high school freshman, was wandering alone in a dark alleyway at almost midnight. She was 156 cm tall and weighed 43 kg. Kim Yeo-ju, who was more cute than pretty, was popular with both men and women, contrary to her expectations. That makes sense, because once you touch Kim Yeo-ju's chubby cheeks, you can't escape... Anyway, the current situation of the incredibly cute Kim Yeo-ju is that, thanks to her wonderful genetic trait of being a street idiot, she can't find a convenience store that's only 5 minutes away from her house and is wandering around in circles.
The weather was so cold right after a sudden downpour of rain, and even the single streetlight was flickering, creating a gloomy atmosphere. Kim Yeo-ju, the pufferfish, was about to fall over, clutching the back of her neck.
As I was walking briskly, swearing at my older brother, Kim Namjoon, out of fear, a voice calling out to Kim Yeojoo came from an alleyway where thick clouds of smoke were rising.
“Hey, you over there. Elementary school student. Come here.”
At first, Kim Yeo-ju didn't know he was calling her and was walking along on her short legs, but the man pointed to her and gestured for her to come over.
“Hey, you’re wearing a gray teddy bear hoodie, come here. You’re fucking annoying.”
“…Me..?”
Only then did the man gesture for Kim Yeo-ju, who slowly turned around with a look that said, "Fuck, that's enough," to come quickly. The sight of the man crouching and smoking in a dark alley must have been terrifying to Yeo-ju.
“What the heck, you’re so cute.”
“I really want to be mine.”
As I entered the alley, a man with blue hair and a school uniform looked at me and said something, in addition to the man who had called me. Honestly, both of them looked like they were crazy people, but I was so scared that I couldn't even squeak. I just stood there dumbfounded.
“Kim Taehyung, shut your mouth.”
"I called you because there was a strange man following you. I'll be back in a bit. Why would an elementary school student be wandering around at this hour?"
When he said that a strange person was following him, I almost felt very grateful, but when he said that he was an elementary school student, I wondered if Yeo-ju, who was trying her best to glare at Park Jimin with her big eyes, would be grateful. Even without that, she had a complex about her short height and cute appearance, and the word "elementary school student" emphasized that, and Yeo-ju Kim got really angry. That's why I suddenly screamed.
“Me..!! I’m not an elementary school student, I’m a high school student..?!”
But now I'm a little bit timid because I'm scared.
“Huh? High school student? How old are you?”
“I..I’m 17 years old!!..but..”
“What, there’s only a two-year age difference between us.”
“Where is your school?”
“Hwayeongo…”
“Hwayangyeonhwa High School? It’s the same school, isn’t it?”
“Why haven’t I seen such a cute kid?”
Kim Yeo-ju, who had been completely exposed from the moment they started saying they were high school students to their schoolmates, was utterly shocked when she learned they attended the same school. What kind of fate was this? It was astonishing that such a delinquent senior could be found at the prestigious Hwayangyeonhwa High School, or Hwayeon High School for short.
“What class are you in first grade?”
"yes?"
“What class are you in, first grade?”
As a blue-haired man named Kim Taehyung spoke to me with unusual friendliness, a man who had been quietly leaning against the wall with a cloud cookie in his mouth suddenly asked me what class I was in.
“…Why is that..”
“If you don’t say anything, I’ll summon all the first-year students tomorrow.”
“I’m Kim Yeo-ju, number 6, class 9, grade 1, senior!”
Unlike its title as a prestigious school, Hwayeon High School has extremely strict discipline among seniors. At that man's words, they immediately divulged their class, number, and even name.
"Okay~ I'll come visit tomorrow!”
I clearly didn't say it to that senior named Kim Taehyung, but to the senior smoking a cigarette. Why did you say that senior Kim Taehyung was coming to my class...?
By the way, seeing that the smoking-moon-wearing twin-arched senior didn't even refute Kim Taehyung's words, I wondered if he was really planning on coming to class. If he came to class, I'd really bite my tongue and jump out.
“You’re not really going to come, are you? I don’t think you’ll come, but if you do, just in case…”
When Yeoju comes into class around the time the school bell rings and she can't concentrate during class, bites her fingernails, and shakes her legs, the children in classes 1-9 of Yeoju's mother will look at her with surprised eyes and ask what's going on.
“Jju, what’s wrong? What’s wrong?”
“Uh..nothing…”
But since Kim Yeo-ju keeps her mouth shut and shakes her head back and forth, the kids will all just poke Yeo-ju's cheeks and go back to their seats.
.
However, contrary to Yeo-ju's expectations, even after the 1st, 2nd, and 3rd periods were over and the 4th period was over, Yeo-ju Kim was a little relieved that her brothers did not come.
So, when the 4th period bell rang, all the kids who were trying to run to the cafeteria like crazy froze in place, unable to get out of the classroom door...
“Brother, you’re here, elementary school student!”
… Damn it. These crazy guys. Are they really going to jump?
Kim Taehyung's words shake his pupils, and behind him, he sees a line of men. But why is Kim Namjoon there? Aren't there a bunch of damn handsome guys, except for him? (Kim Yeo-ju's extremely personal opinion)
Honestly, he's handsome, but imagine all those scary guys coming looking for you. And at a school where military discipline is a thing. As soon as they hear that he's an elementary school student, they all know they're looking for Kim Yeo-ju... Everyone's going to look at Kim Yeo-ju.
“Wow, that’s really fucking cute.”
Amidst the silence, behind Kim Taehyung's chuckling voice, a senior with a Maltese-like appearance could be heard. Judging by the green tie, he must be a second-year student...
Anyway, I thought it would be a nuisance to the kids if I stayed here any longer, so I gave Kim Namjoon a cursory glance and told him to go outside and talk. However, Kim Namjoon, who was already very oblivious, had no way of understanding me.
“…?”
“What are you doing, you little pig?”
Kim Yeo-ju is going to be really pissed at Kim Nam-joon, who can't even understand what she's saying and calls her a pig. The other kids are trembling in fear and looking at her, but the guys are just looking at her, so Kim Yeo-ju just runs out the back door.
“Ah, fuck, get out of here!!!!”
Everyone is surprised by Kim Yeo-ju's sudden actions, and while Kim Nam-joon looks at her with pitiful eyes, the rest of them just stare blankly at her, and Jeon Jung-guk seems to be the only one quietly following after Kim Yeo-ju.
“Hey, you over there, kid!!”
“That.. Kim Yeo-ju? Kim Yeo-ju!!”
Kim Yeo-ju, who was running away in embarrassment at the sound of someone calling her name, stopped and looked back.But what was this? A Maltese senior with round, cute eyes was standing right behind him.
“Are you Yeoju? Give me your number.”
"…yes?"
“I like you, so give me your number.”
For the first time in her life, Kim Yeo-ju is on the verge of getting someone's number. And from such a handsome man. Kim Yeo-ju, who had been so timid earlier, is now in a daze as she tries to pick up Jeon Jung-kook's phone, but someone knocks the phone down with their hand.
“Are you crazy, Jeongguk?”
“Do that fishing with the girls who follow you around because you like them. Don’t touch the kid.”
“…Why are you like this again, hyung? I just gave you my number because you’re cute.”
“Get out of here, Jeon Jungkook.”
“If you really don’t want to lose.”