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 Teho
The sounds of a text message woke Somin far too early for her taste.
Teho: Be by the back door in 20 min.
Teho's text read.
Somin: Can we postpone it?
She answered.
Teho: I'll drag you there myself if you don't move your butt. We're going, I already called there and they're waiting for us. I emphasized we're an ambulant case.
Teho replied. Somin: What the hell?
Somin wrote back.
Teho: Stop replying and get going.
He cheekily remarked.
He did call in advance?
Somin jumped out of the bed, totally exhausted. Changed her bandage, observing the ugly semi-infected scab.
I'm glad he's taking me tho.
Clothed comfortably in a long skirt with warm pink stockings, she put on a royal blue sweater and went out.
Back door, huh? So Mia won't see us.
Feeling like the biggest backstabber, Somin left her roommate a note.
"I've gone to the hospital. Gonna have my wrist checked, see ya later."
What am I doing? Her heart raced.
Teho stood outside of the building, facing the park. He had hands in his pockets while he kicked around a small stone. His warm brown jacket had soft black rectangles on it and the big black buttons make it feel very artsy. Somin softly closed the door and it tore him out of his thoughts.
"Are you sure we're going to the hospital," she joked looking at his stunning self.
"Do you feel better? You sound more cheerful." He skipped her remark and offered her his elbow.
Somin wanted to pass the offer with all her heart, but he came closer and helped her decide. Teho took her injured hand and put it through his arm with care.
"It's a rest for your hand," he said when he noticed her conflicted stare. "Don't comment," he answered her worries. "Just go."
"It's wrong and you know it," she whispered, looking longingly at him, moved by his care.
"Pretend you're my sister, then," he laughed a bit. "I can attend to my sister, right?"
"Do you have a sister?" Somin asked while he led her to the clinic, which he looked up directions to yesterday.
It trailed a different part of the outskirts she had never been to.
"I have two in fact," he proudly said. "One 'cute' young one and one 'pain in the ass' older one."
"Oh, does she give you a hard time?" she mocked him. "I love her already," Somin said giddily.
