Arranged to Hate you. M.Y.G

The Accident.

(Third person's's POV)

"This promotion is so necessary, day by day, i feel more need of money!" Chau whined, halting herself in the middle of the street, while Eunji continued to walk on her heels, feeling a bit more confident than earlier she was,about them.

"Work harder, work harder.." she casually chanted while Chau rushed forward, "We do work hard, it's just our boss who is a perfection freak!" Chau whined holding her pendant out of her collar.

"Perfect is nothing, nothing is perfect, honestly!" She whined again, and Eunji laughed,

"Wait till we go on this trip, you'll be working so hard to make everything fall perfectly into place and we don't piss off some tourist!" Eunji announced, pulling out her phone from her pockets, "The cab must arrive in a few I hope, it says less than two minutes and car would reach here." She scrolled down the information, "Meh, guess it would take three.."

"Eunji-ah.." Chau hissed, "Can we go all the way by cab? I don't want to travel by train, not today atleast, my feet are cursing me for wearing heels!" She winced and Eunji rolled her eyes,

"Nope, just now you said this promotion is necessary and money is becoming important day by day, so no wasting money for the better good. Also,Yeah, my ankles are proud of me for trusting you, ironically!"

Chau hit Eunji's shoulder, "Ow! What?"

"Stop being a English grammar freak!"

"Irony is not a grammatical thing, it's a poetic or literary device, so you may want to say, 'English Freak'..." Eunji smiled while they walked out onto the main road, where the cab was supposed to arrive,

Chau winced again, "Why do you love English so much!"

"It's helpful!" She replied, fixing her hair that was loosed open and reached up to her back, right above her hip

"So that it won't be a pain in the ass while communicating with the foreigners when we travel!" Eunji giggled, tint of excitement glittering through her years, it's been months since she had been dreaming about pursuing to go abroad, on her own, all her hard work and her savings, not her father's.

"Someone's getting their hopes high?"

Eunji giggled, "We did work a lot, especially last night."

"Still, please." Chau stressed immediately, "If this doesn't work out, I don't want you to be falling again from where you started." Chau said and got silence from Eunji as a reply.

"Eunji-ah, your mental state is more important than this promotion."

"You are talking as if we already got declined." Eunji rolled her eyes slightly and looked around,

Something felt different.

Even though everything was the same, cept for their special day and a special chance of conquering a dream, some odd feelings were whispering ti Eunji's heart, she just didn't understand the language.

She looked down at her feet, next to her best friend (Who was now scrolling through her phone), standing on a footpath surrounding some pit of puddles as it rained earlier, in the cross road, where they always stood to grab a taxi or get onto a cab. The same old lady, opening her shop like always, placing the flowers on the new day's sunlight. The newspaper guy throwing the papers into the balconies of the houses that payed him, creeks of his cycle and a few birds chirping around the very few trees in the urbanized area,

sounds, view, time, job, area,

Everything was same as everyday, usual.

But it was her instinct that was saying otherwise, it felt just how it did, when she stopped Namjoon, from saying anything or doing anything,