"Shifting Dynamics"

Sana and Y/N had been friends for years, their contrasting personalities creating a unique and long-lasting bond. Now in university, they lived together in the same house, making their daily lives even more intertwined.

One early morning, Sana was up and buzzing with excitement, her voice filling the house as she prepared for the day. Y/N, still nestled in her bed, groaned in annoyance. “Sana, why are you so loud?” she mumbled, burying her face deeper into her pillow.

“Get up, Y/N! We need to get going!” Sana chirped, her enthusiasm uncontainable.

Reluctantly, Y/N dragged herself out of bed, grumpily getting ready for the day. As she finished, she noticed something different about Sana but couldn’t quite put her finger on it. With a furrowed brow, she found herself staring at her friend, trying to identify the change.

Sana, noticing Y/N’s intense gaze, raised an eyebrow. “What?”

Y/N stepped closer, examining Sana’s hair, then her face. She gently lifted Sana’s eyelids, making her eyes go wide, then inspected her makeup. Finally, she even opened Sana’s mouth and pinched her cheeks, trying to solve the mystery.

“What are you doing?” Sana exclaimed, slapping Y/N’s hands away and rolling her eyes. She quickly started fixing the makeup Y/N had messed up.

Y/N stepped back, still puzzled. “I swear there’s something different about you today. Am I imagining things?”

Sana felt her cheeks heat up but quickly dismissed Y/N’s curiosity. “You’re imagining things. Now, hurry up, or we’ll be late.”

Y/N shrugged, turning around to head for the door. “Fine, but be quick, or I’m leaving without you.”

As Y/N walked away, Sana called after her. “Wait for me!” She hurried to catch up, a small smile playing on her lips, her secret safe for now.

When they arrived at the university, Y/N parked the car and quickly got out to open the door for Sana, as she always did. She reached for Sana’s bag, ready to carry it for her, but Sana pulled it away. “I can manage,” she said, her tone firm.

Y/N gave Sana a puzzled look. “Are you sure? I’ve always carried your bag.”

Sana nodded. “We’re in university now, Y/N. You don’t have to treat me like a child.”

Y/N was about to protest, but Sana had already started walking towards the campus entrance. Y/N quickly caught up to her, still perplexed. “Alright, so where’s your building?”

Sana pointed in the direction of her building. “It’s over there.”

Y/N nodded. “Got it.”

As they walked, Sana suddenly stopped, causing Y/N to bump into her back. “Ow! Why did you stop?” Y/N groaned, rubbing her face.

Sana turned around with a sweet smile. “You don’t have to walk me to my building, Y/N. I can go by myself.”

Y/N frowned, now more confused. “But I’ve always walked you to class.”

Sana sighed, noticing Y/N’s questioning look. “Y/N, we’re grown-ups now. I can manage on my own, and besides, you need to get to your building too. I don’t want you to be late for your first period.”

Y/N hesitated. “Are you sure? It’s really no trouble.”

“It’s not fine, Y/N. It’s almost time, and I really don’t want you to be late,” Sana insisted, trying not to sound suspicious.

Y/N finally nodded, checking the time. “Alright, if you’re sure. See you later, Sana.”

As Y/N walked away, Sana watched her go with a small smile of victory. She then turned and headed towards her building, taking a detour to pass by a specific building, her heart fluttering at the thought of seeing a particular someone.

It was break time, and Y/N was already at the canteen with her friend Bambam. They chatted and laughed as they ate their food, enjoying the break between classes.

Bambam suddenly nudged Y/N and nodded towards the entrance. “Hey, there’s Sana.”

Y/N turned and saw Sana entering the cafeteria. She raised her hand to get her attention. Sana saw them and approached their table with a smile.

“Hey, Sana! Take a seat,” Y/N said, patting the spot next to her.

Sana sent an apologetic smile. “I can’t eat with you guys today. My classmates invited me to eat with them.”

Y/N glanced at the group of classmates standing behind Sana, who waved cheerfully. Y/N forced a smile and nodded. “Okay, no problem. We’ll catch up later.”

Sana nodded, her smile still apologetic. “I’m really sorry. I promise I’ll make it up to you soon.”

Y/N waved her off. “Go ahead. Have fun.”

Sana thanked Y/N and left with her new friends. As soon as she was out of sight, Y/N’s mood visibly changed, and she became quieter.

Bambam noticed and decided to speak up. “Hey, is it just me, or is there something different about Sana lately?”

Y/N shrugged. “Maybe she’s just adjusting to the new environment. Let's just eat.”

They continued chatting and eating their food, though Y/N’s mind was elsewhere. The afternoon classes dragged on, and finally, they were done for the day.

As they walked down the hallway, Bambam wrapped his arm around Y/N’s shoulder, a wide grin on his face. “You know, this university is the best.”

Y/N raised an eyebrow. “And why is that, exactly?”

Bambam’s eyes sparkled with enthusiasm. “Come on, I’ll show you!”

He dragged Y/N towards the oval, excitement radiating from him. When they arrived, he led her to the bleachers and they sat down.

Y/N looked at him, bored and confused. “What are we doing here, Bambam?”

Bambam gave her a playful smile. “Just wait a moment, you’ll see.”

Suddenly, a group of women in cheerleading outfits appeared, practicing their routines. Y/N rolled her eyes and turned to Bambam. “Really? This is why you brought me here?”

Bambam raised his hands in defense. “Hey, you can’t blame me for appreciating some school spirit!”

Y/N sighed, starting to stand up. “I’m going back, Bambam.”

But Bambam pulled her back down. “Come on, just stay for a bit. It’s not like you have anything better to do.”

Y/N sighed again but decided to stay, leaning back on the bleachers. “Fine.”

As they watched the cheerleaders, Bambam’s eyes lit up, clearly enjoying the show. Y/N couldn’t help but smile at her friend’s enthusiasm, seeing him thoroughly enjoying the cheerleaders' routine, shaking her head and chuckling at her friend's craziness.

After almost half an hour, a group of men in football uniforms entered the oval. Bambam's excitement vanished instantly. “Ugh, football players. Let’s go, Y/N.”

Y/N laughed at his sudden change of mood and was about to leave when she noticed a familiar face not far from their bleachers. She grabbed Bambam's arm to stop him.

“Ow, Y/N! What’s with the strong pull?” Bambam complained.

Ignoring his protests, Y/N squinted at the familiar figure. “Is it just me, or is that Sana?”

Bambam turned to look. “Yeah, that’s definitely Sana. What’s she doing here?”

Y/N rolled her eyes. “How on earth would I know? We haven’t had time together since this morning.”

Bambam shrugged. “Good point.”

Their questions were soon answered when one of Sana’s friends called out a name. One of the football players turned his head, smiling in their direction. Sana’s group of friends squealed with excitement.

Bambam and Y/N exchanged a look of mutual disgust.

“Seriously? What is she doing hanging out with those kinds of people, gawking at some random guy?” Y/N muttered.

Bambam shrugged again. “Maybe she’s making new friends? Well, we were also watching the cheerleaders.”

Y/N rolled her eyes at him. “That’s different. Cheerleaders are performing, not just standing there being ogled.”

Bambam sighed. “Alright, alright. So, what do you want to do?”

Y/N glanced back at Sana and her group, then turned to Bambam. “I think we should approach them.”

Bambam’s eyes widened. “Approach them? Are you serious?”

“Yes, I’m serious,” Y/N said, already starting to walk toward Sana’s group.

Bambam could only stomp his feet in protest when he saw Y/N already approaching the group. He reluctantly followed. “This better be worth it,” he muttered under his breath.

As Y/N and Bambam approached Sana's group, Sana remained oblivious, her eyes fixed on the football players busy preparing for their practice. Bambam leaned in and whispered to Y/N, "Sana’s acting weird right now. Disgustingly weird."

Y/N nodded in agreement, her eyes narrowing as she watched Sana.

Sana's friend, Lisa, nudged her repeatedly, trying to get her attention. Sana, still engrossed in watching the football players, grew irritated. "What is it?" she snapped, finally turning to Lisa. She stopped mid-sentence when she saw Y/N and Bambam standing there, giving her a strange look.

"Y/N! Bambam! I, uh, didn't see you there," Sana stammered, her cheeks turning a light shade of pink.

Y/N shook her head, a mix of disappointment and amusement in her expression. "Hey, Sana. Enjoying the view?" she asked, her tone dripping with sarcasm.

Sana's blush deepened, and she fumbled for words. "I was just, um, watching the practice."

Bambam couldn't resist a smirk. "Yeah, we could see that. Real engrossing stuff."

Lisa, sensing the awkwardness, tried to break the tension. "Sana was just admiring their technique."

Y/N rolled her eyes and turned to Bambam. "Come on, let's go. We’ve got better things to do."

Bambam nodded, ready to leave the awkward scene behind. As they started to walk away, Sana stood up and hurried after them. "Wait! Y/N, Bambam, hold on!"

They paused and turned to face her. Y/N raised an eyebrow. "What is it, Sana?"

Sana caught up to them, looking a bit flustered. "I just wanted to explain... I wasn't ignoring you guys. I was just... distracted."

Bambam chuckled. "Yeah, we noticed."

Sana bit her lip, looking genuinely apologetic. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to act weird. It's just that... well, this guy, Wonwoo, he's really nice and—"

Y/N held up a hand to stop her. "You don't need to explain. If you want to watch him, go ahead. We’ll catch up with you later."

Sana's shoulders slumped slightly. "No, really, I want to spend time with you guys. I've just been... caught up with new people and all."

Y/N softened a bit, her expression turning from annoyance to understanding.

Bambam glanced at Sana, his expression softening. "Alright, just... don't forget your old friends, okay?"

Sana smiled, relieved. "I won't. Promise."

Bambam clapped his hands together. "Great, now let's go grab something to eat. I'm starving."

Y/N and Sana laughed, and the three of them walked away together, heading toward the cafeteria. As they walked, Sana felt a sense of relief wash over her.

But deep down, Y/N couldn't shake the nagging worry that Sana might drift away from them, caught up with her new friends and new interests. She pushed the thoughts aside, deciding to focus on the present and trust in their friendship.