The dining hall hadn't calmed down.
Not after that.
Tahee was still seated.
The Stars division watching.
Jungkook standing nearby.
And then—
Heels echoed.
Sharp. Confident.
A girl approached.
Elegant. Beautiful.
Eyes locked directly on Tahee.
Whispers spread instantly.
"That's Miya…"
"Jungkook's admirer…"
"She's not someone you mess with…"
Tahee blinked.
"…Ah."
The girl stopped in front of her.
"You seem quite bold."
Her tone was calm—
But her gaze wasn't.
Tahee rested her chin on her hand.
"…Do I?"
"…She's pretty."
Silence.
Miya stiffened slightly.
Tahee's eyes scanned her calmly.
"…Very pretty."
A slow blink.
"…Sharp eyes… confident… I like that."
The entire dining hall—
Paused.
Jungkook froze.
The Stars table went completely silent.
Miya's expression flickered.
"…What?"
Tahee tilted her head slightly.
"I said you look nice."
"…Actually, more than nice."
A faint smile formed on her lips.
"…If she wasn't here to fight, I'd actually flirt properly."
Someone choked loudly.
The tension—
Cracked.
Miya blinked.
Clearly thrown off.
"…Are you making fun of me?"
Tahee shook her head lightly.
"No."
"…Why would I? You're genuinely attractive."
Silence.
The entire hall—
Watching.
Miya opened her mouth—
Then stopped.
Her ears turned slightly red.
Jungkook closed his eyes briefly.
As if processing.
The Stars table—
Trying not to laugh.
Tahee leaned forward slightly.
"Were you looking for me?"
"…Or for him?"
Her eyes flickered briefly toward Jungkook.
Miya followed her gaze—
Then looked back at Tahee.
"…I heard you've been getting too comfortable."
Tahee blinked.
"…Comfortable?"
A pause.
Then—
A small smile appeared.
"…Oh. This is about him."
She leaned back casually.
"I don't mind sharing attention."
Silence.
Absolute silence.
Jungkook's gaze snapped to her.
Sharp.
Miya froze.
Tahee continued calmly—
"…Especially if the competition looks like this."
The hall EXPLODED internally.
Miya stared at her.
Speechless.
Confused.
Flustered.
"…You're insane."
Tahee smiled.
"I've been told."
"…Many times."
Behind her—
A quiet laugh escaped.
From the Stars table.
Jungkook ran a hand through his hair.
Slowly.
"…Unbelievable."
But his voice—
Was quieter than usual.
Miya took a step back.
Still staring at Tahee.
Then—
Without another word—
Miya turned to leave.
But—
A hand caught her wrist.
She froze.
So did everyone else.