Moving On With You, Jinjoo

25: Fall Dance

In a cosy dorm roamed four girls who were busy preparing for the night ahead.

Yena, clad in her pyjamas, had spread her dress across the bed, eyeing it with a mix of giddy anticipation and nervousness. Yuri was known for her impeccable style and high expectations, and Yena wanted to make sure her outfit measured up.

Meanwhile, Yujin was a vision in the making, standing before the mirror. As she adjusted her earrings, the gentle sway of her long, curled hair framed the allure of the ensemble. The black, off-shoulder gown clung to her curves with an air of sophistication, the slit daring enough to leave an indelible impression.

Yena turned around to see her best friend all ready for the night. She gasped in astonishment. It was her first time, in uncountable years, seeing Yujin in a dress. The effort and details were too much for Yena to handle.

It made her wonder about the lengths Yujin would go to impress Minju.

The younger girl turned to her while putting on her earrings. "You're not going to change out of your monk outfit?"

"Black surely brings out your—hey, this is not a monk outfit." Yena frowns when she realises. "Everyone wears this."

"I guess only you can pull them off."

"At least I can pull them off."

In the room next to theirs, Hyewon was sitting on the floor, surrounded by shoeboxes. She had opted for a classic black suit, knowing Chaewon appreciated a sharp, tailored look.

Snatched at the waistline, people might mistake her as someone extremely important.

"I hope these heels won't kill me," she grumbled, trying to get the hang of walking in them.

Jiwon was a whirlwind of activity, carefully applying the finishing touches to her makeup. She chose a black, spaghetti-strap dress that ended just before her knees, perfectly contrasting that blonde hair of hers.

"Just a little more highlighter," she mumbled, determined to shine as bright as Rei's smile when she saw her.

Hyewon entered Yena and Yujin's room, wanting to ask for silicon plasters for her heels, only to get greeted by beauty she didn't know existed in this dorm.

The slit in Yujin's dress caught her eyes. "You're asking her in that?"

"What's wrong?"

"She might throw herself onto you." Hyewon snickers. "Isn't it too sexy?"

The younger girl gasped playfully. "How did you know that was what I'm going for?"

Hyewon shook her head, going to the vanity table to look for those plasters.

—

"Too casual."

"Next."

"Try on the blazer," Yuri said.

She and Chaewon were over at Minju's place, busy helping the brunette doll herself up. They had picked their own dresses way before they came over and the only step for them was to put it on.

Minju swore she had gone up and down the stairs at least ten times trying to gain their approval. "Will there ever be a yes?" She pulled out, practically two-thirds of her wardrobe in the past hour.

"There will be if you show us something. Not some flapper dress that came from the 1920s," Yuri said. "This isn't Great Gatsby, Min."

"My cousin gave me that." Minju struggled to fit the last button of the blazer before walking to the railing. "How's this?"