Nearing the night, Yena drags her feet across the hallway, turning into her room just to see Yujin sitting on the floor with a huge duffle bag in front of her and two stacks of clothing next to it.
"You're going back to the gym?" She sips on the warm milk she had microwaved earlier, sitting on the edge of the bed. "How odd."
"I'm not," Yujin said while folding a knitted vest. "I'm going on a short trip." She neatly chucked the two sets of clothing into the duffle bag, squeezing it to the side. "What do you think kids at the age of four like?"
"A trip? With who? Why am I not invited?"
"With my girlfriend." Yujin turned to the older girl. "Why would you be invited?"
Yena scoffed softly. "You two are already going on trips? It has only been two weeks. You don't ever think about me." That earned her a sock to her face. "Is Minju all you ever think about now? The world doesn't revolve around her. What about me?"
"You have your own girlfriend."
Yena sat up when she realised. "Right, I do. But what I don't have is a car. I can't bring her anywhere."
"Try night bus rides. They're awesome," Yujin said. "Don't you have your brother's car?" She continues packing.
Yena sinks into the pillows. "I borrowed it last week and kinda drove over a curb. He won't let me use it for the next two months."
"Sucks to be you. But there are many other things you can do without a car."
"Like?"
"Think about it yourself." Yujin wasn't going to spoon-feed her. "So, what do kids like?"
"Think about it yourself." Yena scoffed and reached for her phone. "Why are you asking about kids anyway?"
"She has a sister. I'm thinking of getting her something."
"Minju has a sister? Since when?"
"What do kids play with nowadays? I don't even remember what I played with." Yujin put herself in her core memories when she was a child.
"All you had was a sketchbook when I came here." Yena snickers at the memory of twelve-year-old Yujin around the dorm.
"We're talking about a four-year-old here. Maybe I should go with food. That can never go wrong."
The older girl couldn't agree more as she sat up, finishing the last bit of her milk. She saw Yujin slipping a small handbook into the front pocket of the duffle bag. "Why do you have a guide to sign language? Do you have nothing better to do?"
"Just because," Yujin said.
In fact, she has been trying to memorise some phrases for the past two weeks. She just wanted to do it after hearing about Minju's father and wanted to try communicating with him.
Even though she had Minju who could teach her, she wasn't keen on disturbing the brunette who had more important duties to attend to.
"Whatever it is, have a good trip. I'm going over to Yuri's. Don't miss me too much." The older girl disappears from the room.
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As the first light of dawn painted the sky, Yujin bustled down the steps of Minju's apartment lobby, carefully placing the brunette's bags into the boot of the car.
"We could've taken the bus." Minju rubs her eyes. "You wouldn't have to drive."
Yujin closes the boot. "It'll be boring," she says and goes to the girl. "I'd rather drive. You know why?"
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Moving On With You, Jinjoo
FanfictionIn the heart of a small town, Minju found herself nursing wounds that were far deeper than the ones she attended to in her third year of medical school. The end of a five-year relationship had left her feeling adrift, struggling to mend not just her...