Moving On With You, Jinjoo

19: Birthday Dinner

"Could you help bring this to the display room?" A guy gently hands over a small model to Yujin who carefully holds onto it. "Block 20," he said, earning a nod from the girl.

Yujin briskly strolls along the corridors, climbing up a flight of stairs. She's helping out with the senior's showcase, a showcase where the graduating batch gets to display one of the first works they did in university.

Yujin found herself admiring the intricate design of the 3D model building in her hands with clean edges that she found difficult to achieve. To think that someone made this in their first year told her she needed to put in more effort.

She turns around the corner, not realising there is a person coming in the same way and accidentally clashes with her, causing the model to slip off her hands.

Yujin froze, looking at the scattered pieces on the ground and glancing up to see a girl who hadn't grasped the situation. She quickly bends down, gathering the little trees that flew to the side. "This is why you use a glue gun, not elmer's glue." She sighed, receiving a tiny car figurine from the girl.

"I'm so sorry," Wonyoung apologises.

"Nah, it's fine. This isn't mine. I would probably be crying right now if it was." Yujin mutters, not even wanting to imagine that scene.

"Is there anything I could do to help?" The girl asked while Yujin took a brief glance at her. That height of hers made her feel slightly small.

"I can just piece them up together. It's fine." Yujin assured but the girl wasn't leaving.

"Let me help you." Wonyoung insisted, taking the little pieces off Yujin's hands so she could carry the model properly. "I have nothing much to do anyway."

Yujin accepted her help, thinking she could use another pair of hands. "Fortunately everything's pretty much still together. I'll just have to glue them on." She walks ahead, expecting the girl to follow.

Yujin turned to one of the workshops and settled the model on the table, along with her phone. She looked at the girl who had her eyes all over the place. Once she is done, she goes next to Yujin.

"Could you pass me the glue gun?" Yujin points at the box while Wonyoung retrieves it, passing it to her. "Thank you." She sat down on the chair, pulling out the other for the girl to sit.

"Meanwhile, can you help me stick these anywhere you like? I don't think they'll notice." Yujin took the ceiling of the building off, settling it on the table.

The girl doesn't question and gets to work.

"Which class are you in?" Yujin asks, plugging the glue gun into the socket while she waits for it to heat up. "I've never seen you around before." She sits up, looking at the girl who squeezes some liquid glue onto the foot of the human figurine.

"I don't study here," Wonyoung said.

"And you're here at," Yujin looks at the time. "Ten in the morning?"

"My father had some things to do." She stuck the figurine on the cardboard base. "I got bored and wondered what was around here."

Although Yujin had many questions, she had more important things to do, like piecing up the broken parts of someone's baby. She quickly squeezes the glue along the edges of the cardboard, blowing on it before sticking it on top of the model.

The girl watched her. "You're fast."

"A little." Yujin concentrates on aligning the edges, trying her best not to make it obvious that someone dropped this. She reached over for the little cube, having it handed to her by the girl. She attached the rest of the pieces to their respective little spots and finally breathed when she was done.