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This winter was unusually cold for Kim Yeo-ju. Instead of white snow falling, a damp fog enveloped her, and instead of warm cocoa, she felt like she was sipping a cold iced Americano.
"Am I too late?"
"No. I just got out."
"Yeah. Let's go in quickly. It's cold."
It was perhaps natural for Min Yoongi, who was like the warm sunshine of a spring day, to catch a cold. After all, Kim Yeo-joo was suffering, trapped in the cold days.
The heroine's silence was broken by a young man in a suit. He approached her wearing shiny shoes, a black suit, and a black tie.
"hi."
"... who?"
"You gave me the check a few days ago. Was it five days ago?"
"Oh, that 400?"
"Well, I appreciate you remembering me like that."
"What's your business?"
"Um, no."
"what?"
The female protagonist looked at Jeongguk as if he found it absurd, then snorted and turned away as if it wasn't worth listening to. But Jeongguk turned her around again and made her look at him.
"I'll tell you more about Min Yoongi."
"How do you know him?"
"It's true. Reacting to Min Yoongi."
"Answer quickly."
"He's famous. He's also a troll."
"Speak so I can understand."
"If you're curious, dial the number."
The female protagonist took the phone Jungkook had handed her. She dialed 112 and stormed out of the store. Jungkook's laughter, having returned the phone, pierced her ears.
"Oh, this really makes people roll their eyes."
How do I get this?
It was three days later that I met Min Yoongi in person. I met him after school, and we ordered drinks and sat down at a cafe to watch his university presentation.
"You're saying it'll come out at 6?"
"Yeah. 3 minutes left."
Yoongi's eyes flickered faintly as he drank his blue lemonade. The woman, holding his hand, met his gaze.
"It'll stick."
Strangely, Yoon-gi leaned against Kim Yeo-ju. He closed his eyes tightly, his long wavy hair tangled in his hair.
"...exam number."
"...it's stuck."
You're going to college with me. I was really curious. Min Yoongi as a college student, as an adult. Min Yoongi as a 20-year-old freshman. He must be popular. He's rich and good at studying.
"congratulations."
"Thanks to you, sister."
"Yoongi, this is the result of your hard work."
"... thank you."
Yeoju held the drink in her hand and hugged Yoongi, who looked infinitely small as he thanked her in a watery voice. She bit Yoongi's lips, which she had never dared to steal. As she lightly sucked, tears welled up in Yoongi's eyes and a salty taste filled his mouth. Just the name "3rd year of high school" made the year difficult.
"I think I should go now."
"Because of dinner?"
"Yeah. Thanks for today, sis."
"I'll do better. Bye, Yoongi."
He stroked Yoongi's round head and waved. Yoongi opened the café door, his distinctive, creaking mouth open, and stepped outside into the brilliant orange sunset. Yeoju turned on her laptop again to research a project she'd been putting off.
"I think I'll turn to acting."
"Huh. I guess they could even pull off a nationwide scam."
"Is the water good today?"
"Fuck."
In P's car, where he was talking to Yoongi, were neatly lined up the black walkers and biker jacket Yoongi had already placed in his car. He changed from the red Converse a woman he'd met beforehand had given him as a gift into the black walkers, took off his hooded sweatshirt, and slipped his arms into the biker jacket.
"When are you going to do it?"
"Well, in two days at the shortest and three weeks at the longest."
"Did you pull it a bit?"
"I thought it would be funny to see you break down at the freshman orientation."
"That's Min Yoongi."
P's face, as he put his arm around Yoongi's shoulder, was a delightful sight. It seemed as if he found every word Yoongi said amusing.
"My lady."
"huh?"
"Could you possibly make a ppt for me... since Heejun hasn't contacted me."
"That senior said that again?"
"Yeah. I'm really sorry. I'll research more and send it to you."
"thank you."
Lee Hee-jun. He was a famous senior. He was discharged from the military just as I was entering as a freshman. Every senior I became close with warned me to be careful. He was famous for his "pants-run" during group projects. Indeed, during our first group project with him, he claimed he was doing research. But he insisted he'd copied and pasted from Namu Wiki.
"Fuck..."
But I couldn't help but laugh at the thought of him doing this again. He was a short man, but he was also very proud of his height. He would flirt with women about his height and other things. (He was always criticized.)
At that time, Min Yoongi was on stage with P. With women who were active, flashy, and had glamorous bodies.
I was writing a little bit late so it's late (´°̥̥̥̥ω°̥̥̥̥｀)
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