Chapter 05 - The Lyrics of Missing You

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After enduring the hot seat with her family, Minji swiftly finished her meal and retreated to her bedroom. Seeking solace, she headed to the bathroom to bathe and calm her mind. Stripping off her clothes, she tied her hair into a bun and filled the tub with warm water, closing her eyes as she sank into its comforting embrace.

As the warm water enveloped her, Minji tried to clear her mind, but a picture of Hanni invaded her thoughts. She pictured Hanni's signature smile, finding it irresistibly cute, and the sound of her laugh echoed in her mind. Blushing at the sudden rush of thoughts about Hanni, Minji couldn't help but hit her face in frustration.

It had only been a day since they last saw each other, yet Minji found herself longing for Hanni's presence already.

As Minji sank deeper into the warm embrace of the bathwater, her mind became a whirlwind of conflicting emotions. She couldn't shake the feeling of frustration and curiosity that gnawed at her thoughts. Two days – that's all it had been since she first laid eyes on Pham Hanni, yet here she was, feeling like she was spiraling out of control.

"Why am I like this?" she whispered to herself, the words barely audible over the gentle sound of the water lapping against the sides of the tub. It was a question that echoed in the recesses of her mind, demanding an answer she couldn't quite grasp.

But along with the warmth of these memories came a deep sense of frustration. Frustration at herself for falling so hard and so fast for someone she barely knew. Frustration at the inexplicable pull that Hanni seemed to have over her, drawing her in like a moth to a flame.

"She's driving me crazy," Minji muttered to herself, a wry smile tugging at the corners of her lips. The realization hit her like a tidal wave, crashing over her with an intensity she couldn't ignore. Hanni had managed to infiltrate every corner of her thoughts, stirring up emotions that Minji had never experienced before.

And as she felt the rapid rhythm of her heartbeat echo in her chest, Minji couldn't help but wonder – what was it about Pham Hanni that had captured her heart so completely in just two short days?

After her bath, Minji wrapped herself in a fluffy towel and began to dry off. Once dry, she slipped into her cozy blue printed pajamas and released her hair from its bun. Stepping out of the bathroom, she was taken aback to find both of her sisters lounging on her bed. Minju strummed her guitar, her laughter filling the room, while Minjeong was engrossed in something she found in Minji's sketchbook.

"We've only met twice, yet in your absence, the world feels cold as ice. That mesmerizing smile you share, makes me long to meet you beyond compare," Minjeong recited the lines from a poem she had discovered in Minji's sketchbook. Before she could finish the final verse, Minji lunged forward and snatched the sketchbook from her sister's grasp.

"Don't you guys know what privacy is?!" she snapped, annoyance evident in her voice.

Avoiding the question, both Minjeong and Minju exchanged teasing glances, their playful demeanor evident as they turned their attention to Minji. "So tell us, Kim Minji, who's the inspiration behind those 'Earthy brown eyes' and 'Mesmerizing smile' in your sketchbook?" Minjeong prodded, a mischievous twinkle in her eyes as she observed Minji's flushed cheeks.

"It's just a song," Minji lied, her voice betraying her nervousness.

"Oh, really?" Minju chimed in, her tone dripping with sarcasm as she deftly snatched the sketchbook from Minji's hand. With a smirk, she flipped through its pages, her eyes landing on the drawing Minji had made. "She's pretty, though," Minju commented, pointing at the sketch.

Minji felt a surge of panic rising within her, desperate to deflect their attention away from the truth. "Come on, guys! Don't make it a big deal. It's just a song I wrote out of boredom, and that drawing is simply a reference from Pinterest," she hastily defended, hoping they wouldn't uncover the real inspiration behind her creations.

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