Fight for Us

Chapter 10 (M)

"I see you had a really active week, am I right?"

Jimin rolled eyes at the blonde's remark and smiled shyly, "Breaks are meant to be enjoyed."

"I don't even want to know what that's supposed to mean," Ryujin said before laughing awkwardly. She looked at Jimin's hands as she held the sandwich and gasped, seeing the proposal ring she went to buy with Minjeong in the ring finger of her right hand. She held her friend's hand and held it, gasping loudly.

"Oh. My. God.," Ryujin muttered, "What is this supposed to mean?"

"We're getting married," Jimin whispered, smiling.

Ryujin squealed in excitement.

"When?"

"We're not sure but...Perhaps, just perhaps; this summer. We still have nearly a month of college ahead."

"So it will be in Korea?"

"I suppose so," Jimin took her hand away from Ryujin's grasp, as she resumed eating, "But I don't know. Maybe we could have it abroad, but she says it's too expensive. I think she's right. It's just a wedding."

Ryujin held her chin with her palm, and nodded, "Yeah, you're right. Nowadays, people spend 20 thousand bucks on an average wedding. Isn't that too much? It's the price of a second hand car..."

"People should be more money conscious. I sometimes think that they don't really know how to spend their money appropriately according to their salaries."

Ryujin crossed her arms above the table, staring at Jimin.

"Did you give her the suit? The annual gathering ball is in three days."

"Well, she scolded me, telling me it wasn't of any use to spend so much money on clothes."

"I told you she would get mad~"

"I know, but I just wanted to pamper her a little bit. So..."

Ryujin ate some grapes and munched on them, "Did you, at least, order her size?"

Jimin nodded excitedly, "That suit fits her so well! I was impressed."
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"Do you want to have a dance?"

Minjeong looked at her fiancé, the colorful lights reflecting on her white short dress. Her black hair was straight, except for those long curls at the end. She was barely wearing any makeup, but she looked beautiful to her.

As for her, Minjeong was wearing the suit she had bought her, a white dress shirt and a black tie. Her black hair was perfectly combed, and it slightly covered her left eye.

Minjeong smiled at her and shook her head.

"No, I'm a really bad dancer. I'd rather not to."

She nodded and pecked her lips, "Well, I'm going to see if I can spot Ryujin."

Minjeong nodded and let her go, and saw her climbing up to the dancing floor. Minjeong smiled softly and grabbed a glass, pouring some whiskey into it. She stared at the dance floor, seeing her having fun with her friends.

"Have you seen that Korean girl in the white dress? Damn, I would bang her all night long!"

Hearing the English remark of one of the foreign students, she looked at him discreetly, and she slowly gulped on her alcoholic drink.

"I can't believe she's engaged to that idiot. She's such an introvert, I bet she can't even fuck her."

Minjeong stopped drinking whiskey and side glanced at the pair, clutching her glass tighter. One of the boys smirked and fixed his jacket, before walking up to the dancing floor and approaching Jimin. Minjeong took a final gulp of the beverage, before pausing the glass above the counter.