Just College

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Daya and Dayeon laughed softly as they climbed the stairs with a huge bowl filled with onions. Their grandma held the knives walking behind them as she made comments about their generation being overly pampered. The girls knew she was saying that because of how they were carrying this basin together with much difficulty.

Dayeon exhaled loudly as they dropped the heavy basin in the sitting area upstairs. Seolran threw the knives into it, so they were resting on the onions. Daya pulled the pants she had changed into up and sat on the floor, her sister sat beside her and they chose the knives of their choice. This was a thing they did every night before going to bed. Peeling onions. They supplied in wholesales to literally almost all the restaurants and market places in this district. It was a good way of boosting the family income and it was like a fun tradition to them. Just crying while peeling the onions and laughing like maniacs at silly stories.

Seolran sat down and glanced at Jisung's room. "Do you think he is asleep?"

Her granddaughters glanced at the door. "Probably?", Dayeon spoke, picking an onion bulb, "It's past 10 and someone like him should be asleep"

Daya hit her knife on one onion, dragging it out. "What do you mean someone like him?"

"He is rich rich", Dayeon gushed and her sister gave her a side glance. "You didn't know?. His hoodie costs a hundred thousand", her grandma gasped, "His jeans are from Calvin Klien. Directly from the brand's company. His shoes_"

"Shut up", Daya interrupted, cutting out the head of the onion and Seolran frowned. "Why??. I was listening to her stories"

Dayeon gave a cocky smile to her sister. "Haemoni", Seolran looked at her with twitching ears. "He is just rich. His skin is better than mine and I am a female"

"Did you touch his skin?", Daya asked, "Stop with the exaggeration"

Damin clapped two empty rubber bowls together, "Focus!", she climbed up the last step and set the bowls down. "Throw them in here as usual", she sat down and picked a knife, peeling twice faster than her children and mother. The way she peeled fast made her girls peel faster and soon they were dropping in peeled onion bulbs into the basins with each passing second.

"How was the first half of the semester?", Damin asked her daughter. She couldn't get to ask her about life at school when she got back.

Daya shrugged. "Well, it's so and so" and Dayeon scoffed, "What's with the reply?", she threw in a bulb, picking another.

Daya tittered. She picked the next bulb, "I got a roommate in the middle of the semester", and her family perked up since that was a good start. She never talked much about her life at school even when asked. "Her name is Yoon Nari. She is really tall", Daya simpered. "I71m?"

Seolran gasped. "Aigoo. That's quite a height", she passed her onion to Dayeon, who in return threw it in for her, even though the basin was close to the old woman. She almost rolled her eyes.

"Yeah. She is not a feminine kind of girl. She has been home-schooled all her life so I am practically her mother in school"

Damin laughed. "Wow. Some parents really don't want their children to interact with the outside world. Rich kids"

"That's the thing with this generation _", Dayeon finally did that eye roll, "Haemoni, don't start", her mother and sister chuckled.

"She is a really cool person though. She talks less and listens more. She also learns easily. She is a big introvert that likes less bright colours. Oh Nari", Daya whispered with a smile that the women in her life couldn't help but smile with her.

"You must like her a lot", Dayeon commented and she nodded, "More than me", Daya went to nod again but stopped, glancing at her sister that was staring at her. "Eomma, did you see that?"