After Somin finally gets into a prestigious Art university, everything in her life turns upside down. What was once a secure plan to get closer to her boyfriend is now a mess. Her future is unknown, though already stained with heartache.
Will she p...
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Somin and Junu
Somin found herself an hour early in the drawing room. She reveled in the silence of the school this early in the morning, but this morning a familiar face greeted her with a smile, and she was happy not to be alone.
Looks likeI'll never be here first.
"Are you looking forward to it? At least it's Friday, right?" Somin started with smalltalk.
"Fridays do not mean much for me," Junu answered.
"Why?" Somin let out and then corrected herself.
"Oh, you don't have to answer if you feel uncomfortable," she added warmly.
"I have a rather strict schedule at home," he said quietly.
"I'm sorry," Somin didn't know what else to say.
"Do not be. I am used to it. So the concept of Friday seems funny to me," the shy boy answered.
"If you want to, we can make up some Friday type of plan. I don't have anything important to do anyway," Somin offered.
Junu quickly counted the time he could have if he lied to his chauffeur. His pink-haired friend stood there and observed the shuffling of the puzzle pieces in real life. The barefoot boy sent a text excusing himself, making a false claim about today's special schedule, and pleading for understanding.
Mr. Chu: Alright, Mr. Jeon. I will pick you up at 20:00 sharp.
Thetext answered his question.
"What would you want to do, Somin?" Junu asked, smiling at the thought that he'd get a bit of time for himself.
Of course, he couldn't pull this stunt often as his mother wouldn't excuse it.
"No, what do YOU want to do?" she retorted, adamant to make him lead.
"What if we go and see my uncle's studio?" Junu said.
He didn't know if Somin had already guessed his background, but he wanted to be honest if they were to be friends.
"Wouldn't your uncle be bothered if you drag me there?" Somin's mind worked hard.
