Made in China?

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« Do you want to get lunch with us....well, a late lunch » Gahyeon looked at the time on her watch with a raise of her eyebrows.

Yoohyeon had joined them after Gahyeon had interrupted Handong and Yubin's charged conversation. A growl of a stomach made them realize how much time had passed and the girls decided to get something to fill the empty pit in their stomachs.

Yubin looked around the arcade for a moment, at that time of day the employees could surely handle it on their own « Sure, why not » She shrugged, and Yoohyeon smiled happily. Handong exchanged a little glance with the owner that maybe signified that it wasn't the end of the seduction. They left Reality Catchers and now had to decide which restaurant in the mall would be their choice « I recommend the Chinese restaurant. The food is divine » Yubin offered.

« Like me » Handong said in Chinese and Yubin's eyes widened.

« You...you're Chinese? »

Handong nodded with a smirk « I'm full of surprises » She winked at her and added in Chinese to tease her, also sure that the other two wouldn't understand « You like Chinese food, it was destiny that we met »

« I'm not really sure that liking a type of food is enough to be destiny » Yoohyeon answered in perfect Chinese. The three women turned toward her with shocked faces, making Yoohyeon surprise as to why the attention was on her.

« You speak Chinese? » Handong squealed.

« What? » Yoohyeon frowned, not understanding « No, I speak Korean »

« You just spoke Chinese » Gahyeon stated.

« No...I.....Did I? » Yoohyeon started to freak out. Did she really? Now that they told her, she replayed it inside her head, and.....she...did.

« Yeah, and a perfect Chinese » Handong said impressed « You didn't tell me you spoke Chinese »

Yoohyeon chuckled nervously, trying her best to come up with an explanation « Well, I.....There wasn't much to do on my island since we didn't have...much technology...but we had languages books » She forced an innocent smile on her face to smooth her rather bumpy explanation. The girls stared at her for an excruciatingly long time before Gahyeon's stomach growled and Yoohyeon thanked all the gods out there for it.

« We should get food before Gahyeon becomes whiny » Handong cut the tension.

« I'm not whiny when I'm hungry! » Gahyeon pouted, crossing her arms over her chest in denial.

« Points were made » Yubin snorted at her behavior that proved Handong right.

Gahyeon rolled her eyes and followed them as they continued their way toward their now fixed destination « Let's get this Chinese food before I cause a massacre »

They laughed happily at her antic and Handong turned back to Yoohyeon « You should invite Minji. Maybe she still didn't eat lunch yet »

Yoohyeon's heart flipped at the thought of seeing her « Yeah, I..... » The proposition was nice and she must admit that even if she saw Minji that morning, she was kinda already missing her « You guys should take a table at the restaurant. I'm gonna get her and we'll join you there »

« Good idea » Yubin gave her an enthusiastic thumbs up.

They parted ways and Yoohyeon walked toward Minji's store alone with her thoughts. She was a little nervous but not because she would see Minji. No, she was actually very happy about it. There was nothing strong enough to diminish that. But she was nonetheless nervous.....about her feelings. She didn't have time to properly sat calmly with her thoughts and sort them out after the little....well, a rather big revelation she had in the morning. She liked Minji, more than anything she had experienced so far. Minji was.....home. That was the first word that came to her mind. She was warm and made her feel all kinds of good. And maybe it was love, romantic love. But she never experienced that before. She truly never experienced anything before. But one thing was clear in her mind. The way she liked Yubin, Handong, or Gahyeon wasn't like the way she liked Minji. Of course, she had known them for a less amount of time, but.....She just felt that it was different. She knew deep down it was different.

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