Moving On With You, Jinjoo

42: Nothing Lasts Forever

In the bustling lobby of the hospital, a long line followed through the cafe, consisting of professors and patients who were just starting their day.

Eunseo grabbed two Iced Americanos, thanking the girl who made them and going to where Minju was sitting, at a table right in front of the cylinder pillar.

She slid the coffee to her, grasping the brunette's attention. Sitting down, she said, "Call her if you miss her. Why do you look like you're fighting against demons in your head?" She sipped her coffee, sighing in relief.

Minju lazily stirred the coffee. "She's busy," she said. "I already called her."

"Then what's bothering you?" Eunseo couldn't decipher the pinched look of hers.

The younger sighed softly, taking a sip before confessing, "Maybe calling her made me miss her more."

Eunseo snickered. "It has barely been a week. What could make you miss her that much? She was here not long ago." She heard a soft thud and saw Minju lying her head on her arm, sighing deeply.

"I miss her." The brunette stared at the bracelet dangling off her wrist as the ceiling lights reflected off the tiny charms that held Yujin's initials.

Eunseo shook her head slowly. Minju was totally helpless. She could never understand how one could miss another this badly till it shows obliviously.

Not wanting to let the feeling of missing Yujin overwhelm her, the brunette took up longer shifts and has been keeping herself next to a pile of books that one could never finish reading. As much as she cherished the calls she had with Yujin, she knew the younger girl would be tired after a long day of classes even when she insisted that her voice brings her energy.

On the bright side, the scent of Yujin lingers on her side of the room. At least that made her feel as if the younger girl was around.

Just a few more weeks.

Minju suddenly jolted up, startling the older girl. "I'm late," she announced.

"For?"

The girl rose from her seat. "I promised Yejun I'd play ping pong with Taesung."

"Ping pong—don't run!"

"I'll pay you back later!"

—

Yejun had been holding the phone up, camera directing to the match of ping pong between Minju and Taesung. But he wasn't sure if he should call it a match.

"Noona, are you sure you practised?" He spoke behind the phone, watching Minju miss another ball Taesung served to her.

"It's not me. He's just too good." She struggled to get another ball over the net, losing the last point of the match.

A hefty 11-1 was the final score.

Yejun looked at that one point Minju won. "He definitely let you have this point out of courtesy." He shook his head and saw them doing a handshake.

"You aren't too bad," Taesung commented with a chuckle.

Minju turned to Yejun. "I'm not too bad."

"Yeah, you're the worst." The little boy teased, earning a ruffle to his hair. "But I believe practice makes perfect."

Minju redid her hair into a ponytail. "Watch me," she said. "I'll win the next match."

The fatherly smile met Taesung's lips, watching the two bicker. "Come on. I'll treat you two to something."