Resonance

A Stitch in Time

In the nursing class, Youn-Jung and Do-Hoon were like a dynamic duo, always ready to answer the professor's questions with lightning speed. It had become a friendly competition between them, a silent rivalry that kept the class entertained. Today was no different, as both of them raised their hands simultaneously yet again, leaving the professor in a slight dilemma.

With an amused smile, the professor finally sighed, "Alright, let's give someone else a chance this time."

Youn-Jung and Do-Hoon exchanged a quick glance, their expressions neutral. It was a silent understanding that they would let others have the spotlight this time.

After class, Do-Hoon and Jung-Ha found themselves in the campus cafeteria, their trays filled with food. They settled into a table, their conversation flowing easily.

"Do-Hoon, you seem a bit agitated today," Jung-Ha remarked, raising an eyebrow.

Do-Hoon let out a frustrated sigh. "It's that girl in our class. We're constantly trying to outdo each other, and it's getting on my nerves."

Jung-Ha chuckled. "Well, at least you're being competitive with someone who's on your level. It means you're smart."

Do-Hoon rolled his eyes playfully. "Or it means we're both equally stubborn."

Jung-Ha leaned in, a teasing glint in his eye. "Or maybe she's just exceptionally good."

Do-Hoon shot him a mock glare. "Oh, come on, don't side with her."

Jung-Ha laughed, taking a bite of his food. "I'm just saying, competition can be healthy."

Changing the topic, Do-Hoon raised an eyebrow mischievously. "So, tell me about the blood donation. Anything interesting happen?"

Jung-Ha blushed slightly, his gaze dropping to his food. "Well, a girl next to me lost an ink of her pen, so I gave her mine."

Do-Hoon's eyebrows wiggled suggestively. "A pen, huh? Smooth move, my friend."

Jung-Ha rolled his eyes. "It's not like that. I just thought it was the right thing to do."

Do-Hoon's laughter echoed across the cafeteria. "Sure, sure. You're just Mr. Good Samaritan. Did she gave back your pen?"

Jung-Ha's embarrassment turned into a grin. "Well, I asked her to return it to me in the next blood donation program."

Do-Hoon's teasing intensified. "Ah, I see. Planning a romantic pen handover, are we?"

Jung-Ha's cheeks grew redder, and he playfully shoved Do-Hoon's shoulder. "Stop teasing me"

Do-Hoon laughed heartily. "Hey, man, I'm just messing with you. But seriously, it's cool that you're always looking out for others."

Jung-Ha shrugged, his embarrassment fading into a warm smile. "I just believe in doing what feels right."

As their laughter echoed through the cafeteria, their camaraderie remained unbreakable. In the midst of their banter and teasing, a deeper bond was strengthening—one that was built on shared experiences, mutual support, and the genuine friendship that they cherished.

In the hushed ambiance of the hospital, In-Sung sat alone, nursing a cup of coffee as he waited. The quiet moments were interrupted by the sight of Seung-Ryeong, who had just completed his work for the day. In-Sung's smile brightened at the sight of his old friend, but Seung-Ryeong walked past him, his expression guarded.