After dinner, The girls went back into their tent and got comfortable.
"We talked about MBTI, and then suddenly, they wanted me to carry the buckets," Seul-ki explained, finishing her story as the girls laughed.
Before continuing the conversation, they were interrupted by an intercom.
"Now, singles, we will begin the likability selection, where you can express your feelings to the person you like " Hana's mouth dropped.
"On the postcards placed in your quarter, write down how you feel about the person you decided to like."
Hana looked to the side, and there were indeed postcards sitting there and just waiting to be written on by her.
"When you are done, please place your cards in the mailbox of the person you have chosen to write to."
After the instructions were given, some of the girls looked nervous "pick who you like based on first impressions, so don't think so hard on this, "Hana said with a smile before grabbing a postcard and a pencil and began writing.
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"Good luck Hana" Nadine cheered with the rest of the girls. Hana closed the tent with an excited smile and went to the girl's mailboxes.
As she approached the mailbox, nervousness took over her body.
She slowly opened her mailbox and, to her surprise, saw three folded brown postcards.
A smile appeared on Hana's face as she took them out and read them.
"Thanks for helping me cut Daikons."
" I think you're very cute." ♡︎
"If you keep giving me compliments I'm gonna become shy"
Reading the postcards made Hana smile and a little shy. She really didn't expect three guys to write to her but nonetheless it made her feel special.
Not long after, she returned to the tent and saw the girls waiting "look at that smile. We all know what that means," Se-jeong said.
Hana quickly crawled into her blankets and rolled around like a teenage girl who had just got confessed to causing she did. ___________
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i had to change what the postcards said cause it was hurting my brain they sounded more like pick-up lines then anything.
