Yoohyeon blinked in confusion.
Wait, that’s my coat!
Before Yoohyeon could speak, however, the woman had already vanished behind the doors. Yoohyeon wasted no time running, almost slipping down to the floor due to how slippery the floor actually was. It was when she reached the entryway that she realised her sneakers had also gone.
Did I just…get robbed?
Yoohyeon closed her eyes in frustration, hating herself more for witnessing the whole thing yet unable to do anything. She wanted to scream her lungs out but she swallowed in the urge to do so, knowing that it would cause a huge disturbance.
A whine left her lips as she slammed her head against the wall, ignoring the curious look plastered on the receptionist face.
“Argh, you’re shuch a phool, Yoohyeon…”
Yoohyeon went to the dental clinic only to have her belongings stolen.
"Are you okay?" Wow, her English sounded bad. "Konnichiwa? Wo ai ni?" W-Wait, isn't that supposed to mean I love you?
Jimin waited for a moment, eyes glinted with hope as she waited for the woman to speak.
Alas, nothing happened.
Jimin stared at her. She stared back. Just like that, they fell into a moment of silence whereas Jimin had nothing to say and the woman simply kept staring. With a sigh, Jimin trudged closer and crouched down before the woman so that they’re on the same eye-level.
“Are you lost?” She tried again with hand gestures just to make sure the blonde understood her.
The blonde blinked and that’s it.
Jimin never knew that coming across a weird pale girl behind the bushes in the middle of the night could lead to something more…unexpected.
"That's quite a good improvement," Jimin instinctively shied away when the girl boldly took a step closer, lessening their distance. The girl placed her hand on top of Jimin's head, patting it lovingly. "You're doing well."
Jimin's heart swelled with an immense amount of happiness. Her chest hurts but in a good kind of way.
"My name's Minjeong. Kim Minjeong."
The girl, whom Jimin had finally known her name, was looking up at her with a gaze full of adoration. Her lips pulled up into a big grin, displaying her perfect set of white teeth.
Oh boy, Minjeong undeniably had Jimin so whipped.
Jimin learns how to feel
Minjeong unconsciously held her breath as she let her hand fall limp to her side.
The camera screen displayed a side profile of the woman with dark blue tresses softly blown away by the wind right at the corner of the frame whilst the sun shone ever so brightly, as if to make the woman's figure more ethereal, heavenly and so intangible.
If anything the picture was far from imperfect.
In which Minjeong return to her hometown to find her own happiness.
It came in a form of tall, lithe woman with a heart-fluttering smile and a beauty mark under the corner of her lips.