Moving On With You, Jinjoo

7: Desperate

Minju trespasses Yuri's place, lying on the latter's bed as if it were hers. She hears feet shuffling against the floors and sees her best friend coming out of the shower with a towel wrapped around her hair.

"Are you a burglar? Who said you can enter as you like?" Yuri was dumbfounded by this behaviour of Minju's. The girl rarely comes over.

"Do you have Yujin's number?" She asks without lifting her head.

"What?"

Minju sits up and sees Yuri drying her hair. "Yujin," she says.

"Who is—oh." She grins. "What is this?" She teases, sitting on the edge of the bed.

"Why do you want her number? Didn't you get it during the date?"

"Do you have it?"

"If I say I do, tell me why I should be giving it to you?" Yuri plays her cards well, hoping Minju is giving something new a try.

"I gave her my number but never got a text from her." It has been two days.

"Why do you want a text from her?" Yuri smirks, narrowing her eyes. "You totally fell for her."

"No, but do you have it or not?"

"You sound so concerned."

"She came to the hospital the other day. I should be concerned."

"What's that about?"

"Long story. Give me her number." Minju extends her hand.

Yuri stands up, rubbing the ends of her hair with the towel. "I don't have it." She walks back to the bathroom.

"You—"

"I can ask her for you."

"Please." Minju lazily drops her hand.

"You're so desperate, Minju."

—

Jiwon comes out of her room to see Yujin at the dining table, blankly staring at her phone in the middle of the day. "What's up?" She sat beside her.

"I don't know what to do."

Jiwon sees the chatroom on her phone. "Who is Minju? Did you actually set her real name and not some weird nickname?"

"What nickname..."

"You always do that to every girl you talk to."

"I don't."

A mischievous grin dances on Jiwon's lips. "Pretty face, nice voice, brunette. You gave all sorts of names." She chuckles but sees her all serious. "What's wrong? Just text her."

"You gave all the qualities of her." Yujin notices, glancing at her. "Yena unnie told me I shouldn't bother her."

"Why are you listening to Yena? She's the last person you should be asking for advice. Do you even need advice?"

"I'm serious about her. She's not like others." Yujin's thumb hesitates to type a few words. "I want this cast off." She hits her forearm lightly.

"You say that about every girl and you still have a long time before you get that off."

Yujin groans, throwing her head over the chair. "Why is it so hard? I used to be able to say anything that comes to my mind but I'm afraid she might take it the wrong way." She complains.

Even though she's comfortable with Minju, she feels this pressure to not be too much. The girl may ask her to be herself, but Yujin doesn't know if she'll react like how other girls do. She's being extremely careful.