3. Can't be help

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In the taxi, Minjeong couldn't help from keep looking at her left arm. How tight Jimin held it, how close Jimin is beside her, and somehow she can feels the older girl shivering.

Well, this is awkward. They definitely not friends. But being this close with Jimin? Minjeong don't care, because it was Jimin. The person she liked for years.

Looking at her left, Minjeong can see that Jimin eyes were shut tight, lips crushed together and sometimes she said some kind of spells(?) that Minjeong didn't even know. But what Minjeong do know right now, this girl beside her really afraid of riding a taxi.

"Can I know what's your dark story with taxi?", Minjeong ask, but Jimin still closing her eyes tight.

"I'll--- later!", Jimin answered short and keep pulling Minjeong towards her closer. Gosh, this closeness make Minjeong flutter, and she know she shouldn't feel that way. Remember Minjeong! This girl now in her way to meet her boyfriend. Focus! Minjeong keep telling that inside her mind.

Jimin step out from the taxi as soon as they arrived at the hospital. Then she let out a heavy sigh, kneeling right beside the taxi before paying some amount of money to the driver. Minjeong just follow right behind of the older girl, because... isn't her task for accompanying Jimin in taxi completed?

"Come on. I'll introduce you to Yeonjun", Jimin said as she pulled the hem of Minjeong's cardigan, making the younger girl stumbled with her step but managed to follow Jimin rush footsteps.

"Yeonjun, who?", Minjeong asked as she being dragged by Jimin towards the elevator.

"My boyfriend name is Choi Yeonjun? I thought you know him? Isn't he popular at college?", Jimin said out loud happily, like she was proud for having him. Minjeong ears sure feels burning right now, but Minjeong couldn't care much. It was Jimin speaking right now.

"It's not like I know everyone at college. Plus, I'm more a loner type, definitely not care about others much", Minjeong answered while they were inside the elevator. Her face didn't even facing Jimin, because she know, it wasn't the best time to do that.

"Ah I see~", Jimin answered.

The elevator stopped at the 6th floor, and Jimin keep dragging Minjeong to her boyfriend's ward by pulling the younger girl cardigan. But Minjeong never fight back. She just let Jimin do anything she want, cuz again, it was Jimin.

As soon as they arrived at the specific bed, Jimin pulled the curtain, revealing her boyfriend who's now on the bed with his bandaged leg. Jimin hurriedly come running towards him and giving him her warmest hug while Minjeong was there, getting irritated at the view.

"Oh my god, Junie! What happened to you, hmm?", Jimin asked with her aegyo and Minjeong admit that her voice was cute, only if there's no 'Junie' inside her words. Minjeong stomach feels like it twisted by itself, and she feels sick about it.

"I fell down from the stairs. I'm okay~ How about the taxi ride? Did you come here with her?", Yeonjun asked as he pointing his finger to Minjeong, and somehow that makes her body boils. He has no right to point his finger to Minjeong.

"Ah, yes. This is Kim Minjeong, a high school and a college hoobae of mine", Jimin answered after shifted her eyes to Minjeong for a moment. But just in seconds, it went back to Yeonjun.

"Did you break your legs? Is it hurt? Awh..."

Minjeong eyes was burning. The couple infront of them acting full of affection. They innocently kissing and holding each others cheek infront of an innocent South Korea citizen like Minjeong, and she was sick looking at this. Minjeong want to go so bad instead of looking at the view that she knew, will break her heart again.

"I guess I'll go first since you already here. Bye Jimin...", Minjeong didn't wanna say much. It's better for her to just disappear into dust from this hospital, and later grab a beer or something to make herself drunk and forgot about this bad day. But before Minjeong can even take her first step, she looked at Jimin once.

The older girl didn't even care about her anymore.

Minjeong scoffed, and later decided to just go without even saying goodbye. This is the... how many times is it? Minjeong couldn't recall how much she was heartbroken by Jimin being lovely towards all her partners infront of Minjeong's eyes.

Just, why god always make Minjeong the one who need to see all of this? This was so damn hurt for her.

Like she planned, Minjeong stopped by a convenient store just across the street from the hospital. She bought two cans of beer and two bottles of soju. Then, she just grab a taxi home.

Like any other heartbroken days of hers, she'll drink her hearts out and letting herself drunk thru the night. After just one can of beer and half bottle of soju, Minjeong wasn't herself anymore.

Walking towards the mirror while holding the half bottle emptied soju, Minjeong looking at herself inside the mirror and it was horrible. Her light mascara and eyeliners already died from her cries, and her eyes looks like a zombie now. Suddenly, Minjeong laugh after she saw how ugly she became.

"HAHAHAHA Oh my gawd~ Who awe you! What's wwong wiff your face?"

She laughs and laughs, then headed back to the living room where all the mess still there. She pick up her phone and facetime Ningning, who immediately pick up the phone ofcourse.

"Oh my gosh Minjeong, you look horrible!", Ning said thru the phone. Minjeong was laughing at her statement, while Ningning looking at her in worry.

This wasn't the first time Minje9ng like this.

And Minjeong always call Ningning when she drunk.

"Is it Jimin again?", Ningning asked, and Minjeong laughs again.

"Jimin? Oh right! I saw her today! Oh my gawd I forgot I saw her, todayyy!"

"Minjeong, I'm coming. You wait right there", Ningning ended the phone call and Minjeong looking at her phone in confusion. Ningning disappeared from the phone screen? Is her internet to blame here? Well, that's what only drunk people can think.

"Ningning, hello? Ning! Oh my gosh! Did you die? Ningning!"

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