𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐃·𝐒𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 (n.)
understanding of a situation or event only after it has happened or developed.
Min Minjee was always reliable, she was there when he needed her. She was always there when he was sad, happy and even angry. That's what a be...
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Minjee scoffs and makes a move to grab his ear again. "Yah! You ignored my calls and my messages the whole day for no reason, I can be as aggressive as I want!"
The boy in front attempts to wade off her fingers in order to save his ears. The boy in front of her was Han Seojun, her best friend.
"I'm sorry! I'm sorry, don't grab my ear again, jeez." The boy exclaims, standing on the tip of his toes to avoid her fingers.
Minjees scoffs, glaring at the boy. "I cannot believe how childish you are, where have you been huh? I've been texting and calling you since last night!" She exclaims.
It was Seojun's turn to scoff, glaring right back at his best friend. "Where do you think? I went to take care of business." He mutters, cracking his knuckles.
Minjee rolls her eyes at his dramatics and flicks his forehead. "Seriously? Is this about what happened in the karaoke place two days ago?" She asks, ignoring the audible yelp that fell from the boy's lips.
Seojun rolls his eyes. "That asshole tried to kiss you! I'll be damned if that fucker thinks he can play with you." He yells, capturing the attention of a few patients passing by, Minjee gestures an apology and glares right back at him.
"I didn't even let him get near me! I was about to push him away until you punched him! And besides, that still doesn't explain why you've been ignoring me since last night!" She exclaims, poking him in the stomach but quickly retracts her hand once he flinches. "What happened? Did they hit you?" She asks, eyes widening with another wave of anger, this time for that lowlife sungyong.
Seojun quickly shakes his head and stares at her with wide eyes. "Ani! They didn't even touch me." He denies, flicking his hair away from his eyes dramatically.
Minjee looks at him unimpressed, grabs his hand, and pulls him towards the nearest seats in the hallway. There she pokes his side again which earns her another flinch from the boy and a grimace on his face. "Didn't even touch me, my ass. You better ice that tonight you dork." She sighs, rubbing her temples.
"Yah, don't worry about me. I'm fine okay?"
Minjee looks at her best friend with fondness. "How can I not worry about you, when you go out and do this shit." She sighs, punching his shoulder softly. "Try to stay out of trouble please?" She pleads.
"Yeah yeah, like I said; don't worry about me." He repeats, making Minjee roll her eyes once more before waving her hand in dismissal. "Whatever, let's go. I have apples for aunt Mihyang and I want to give them to her already."
They start walking through the hallways, bickering and pinching each other as they go.
"So how's the school without me huh? I bet it's so boring." He inquires, a cocky smirk etched on his lips.
