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There was barely a second to spare, barely a toe past the house's threshold before she was being rushed, "Oh, my God.Oh, my God!" Yeongja heard in her ear a second after arms were tightly wrapped around her.
"Yeongja! Kim Yeongja!" Daeun yelled as she sharply pulled back from the girl, her hands still tightly gripped onto her shoulders.
"Hi, Daeun." The Kim girl said sheepishly.
"Hi? HI!?" Daeun screamed before laughing, "Hi", she says, after nearly giving me a heart attack!" Daeun said, bewildered.
"Sorry?" Yeongja tried and the older woman laughed more, "It's been so long since you last decided to nearly kill me, that I almost forget what it felt like! Almost!" She yelled.
"I am sorry!" Yeongja insisted.
"Where have you been!? Do you know how worried I was!?" Daeun shouted and Yeongja felt relieve flood her system at the mention of worry, having been afraid the older was angry.
"I got lost. Well, I was...I got milkshakes with a...a classmate and then I...got lost." Yeongja admitted.
"You got lost?!" Daeun continued to holler, her voice raising impossibly louder and she immediatly began checking the girl for injuries, "How? The bus is a straight shot from your school to here, is it not!?" Daeun asked.
Yeongja winced and hunched her shoulders a bit at the woman's increasing volume "Yes, but...well..." She trailed off.
Daeun shot her head up to lock eyes with the girl and what she saw there had her jaw dropping, "You haven't been catching the bus? You haven't been catching the bus!"
"If I said I have...would that make you feel better?" Yeongja hoped.
"No! Because you haven't! You, you- aish!" Daeun gave up trying to find words as she pulled the young girl into her arms again.
Yeongja slowly wrapped her own arms around the older woman, "I am sorry." She muttered into Daeun's shoulder.
"Oh, if I had a car." Daeun muttered back, squeezing the girl tighter.
