The washroom door opened—
And Park Haeun stepped out.
Confident.
Unbothered.
But—
Something felt off.
The corridor was… quiet.
Too quiet.
Students were staring at her.
Whispering.
Judging.
Haeun frowned.
"…What?"
Then suddenly—
A group of students walked up to her.
Angry.
"How dare you prank us like that?!"
"You think it's funny?!"
Haeun's eyes widened.
"…What are you talking about?"
Confusion flashed across her face.
Then—
The washroom door opened again.
Yuna stepped out.
Calm.
Composed.
A small smile on her lips.
She looked at Haeun—
Eyes sharp.
"Thanks…"
A pause.
"…for admitting the truth."
And just like that—
She walked past her.
Leaving Haeun frozen.
---
Flashback — A few minutes earlier
Just before leaving the classroom—
Yuna had leaned closer to Harin.
Whispering softly—
"Take the school radio girl outside."
"Anywhere… just get her out."
Harin blinked—
But then a small grin appeared.
"…Got it."
Next—
Yuna moved to Minji.
Her voice low.
"When Harin takes her away…"
"Go to the radio room."
Minji's eyes widened.
"…And then?"
Yuna's lips curved slightly.
"Call me."
A pause.
"And don't cut the line."
Realization hit.
Minji froze.
"…Wait— you're not planning to—"
But Yuna had already straightened up.
Walking away.
---
Back to present
Inside the school radio room—
An abandoned phone lay on the desk.
Call still connected.
Every word—
Every confession—
Every laugh—
Had been broadcasted.
Across the entire school.
---
Back in the corridor—
Whispers turned louder.
"She admitted it…"
"It was Park Haeun all along…"
"I can't believe it…"
Haeun stood there—
Frozen.
Her mind blank.
Her image—
Her reputation—
Cracking in front of everyone.
And far ahead—
Walking through the corridor—
Yuna didn't stop.
Didn't look back.
Because this—
Was just the beginning.
The corridor buzzed with chaos—
But in the middle of it—
Yuna walked calmly.
Like nothing had changed.
Like everything had changed.
---
"YUNAAA!!"
Suddenly—
Minji came running from behind—
And hugged her tightly.
"Finally! The truth is out!"
Yuna blinked slightly—
Then smiled faintly.
Before she could say anything—
"YESS FINALLY!!"
Another figure jumped in—
Wrapping both of them in a hug.
Harin.
Dramatic as ever.
The three of them almost lost balance.
"Haru—!" Minji laughed.
Yuna let out a small breath.
"…Thank you."
Both of them paused.
Yuna looked at them—
Sincerely this time.
"For helping me."
"For believing me."
Minji smiled brightly.
"Obviously."
Harin grinned.
"Did you even doubt us?"
A small silence—
Comfortable.
Warm.
---
Then Minji suddenly remembered something.
"Wait—"
She looked at Harin.
"What about the radio girl you took outside?"
Harin blinked.
Then—
She flipped her imaginary hair dramatically.
"Oh that?"
In a princely tone—
"I just said—"
She placed a hand on her chest.
"'Darling, would you like something to drink?'"
Yuna and Minji stared at her.
"And then?"
Harin shrugged casually.
"She fainted."
"…WHAT??"
"She's in the teacher's room now. Relaxing."
A pause.
Then—
All three burst out laughing.
---
After a while—
They headed back to the classroom.
The moment Yuna stepped in—
Silence fell.
Everyone looked at her.
But this time—
Not with suspicion.
With guilt.
One by one—
Students started speaking.
"…I'm sorry, Yuna."
"We misunderstood you…"
"We shouldn't have judged you like that…"
Yuna didn't say anything.
She just nodded slightly.
Accepting it.
---
Then suddenly—
Someone said—
"But… your pranks were actually awesome."
Another voice joined—
"Yeah, seriously!"
"Both Seojun and Taemin totally deserved it."
A few students laughed.
The tension—
Completely gone now.
The atmosphere felt lighter.
---
Yuna slowly walked to her seat.
Her eyes—
Instinctively shifted—
To one place.
Jihun's seat.
Empty.
She paused for a second.
A strange feeling crossed her face.
"…He's not here?"
Minji leaned closer.
"Yeah… he left earlier."
Harin folded her arms.
"…Probably processing everything."
Yuna didn't reply.
She just sat down—
Quietly.
Because somehow—
Out of everything that happened today—
That empty seat—
Felt the loudest.
A quiet corner of the school.
The members of the Elite 7 stood together.
But this time—
There was no pride.
No authority.
Only tension.
---
Park Haeun stood in front of them—
Head slightly lowered.
Her fingers clenched tightly.
"…I'm sorry."
Silence.
No one responded immediately.
Then—
Seojun scoffed.
"Sorry?"
He stepped forward slightly.
"You literally pranked me and Taemin for no reason just two or three days ago."
His tone wasn't loud—
But it was sharp.
Taemin crossed his arms.
"Yeah."
"And when Yuna punished us before…"
He looked directly at Haeun.
"We accepted it."
"Because we knew we deserved it."
A pause.
His voice hardened.
"But this?"
"We didn't."
Haeun flinched slightly.
For the first time—
She had no comeback.
---
Slowly—
She turned.
Her eyes searched for one person.
Jihun.
He stood a little apart from the others.
Silent.
Unreadable.
Haeun took a small step toward him.
Her expression softened.
Almost pitiful.
"Jihun…"
Her voice turned gentle.
"…you'll forgive me, right?"
A pause.
No answer.
She forced a small smile.
"Right?"
Jihun finally looked at her.
But there was nothing warm in his eyes.
Only cold distance.
"…Sorry."
A beat.
"I can't forgive you."
Haeun's smile froze.
Jihun's voice remained steady.
"You created unnecessary chaos in the school."
Another pause.
Then—
His voice lowered.
Colder.
Sharper.
"…And you made Yuna the villain."
His gaze didn't waver.
"When she wasn't."
Silence.
Heavy.
Haeun's expression cracked—
Just slightly.
For the first time—
She realized—
This wasn't something she could fix with a smile.
---
No one spoke after that.
Because some things—
Once broken—
Don't go back the same.