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Y U N J I N

"Psst... Huh."

I look up from reading my book for English as Hanni turns around in her seat and slips something on my table with a wink.

Furrowing my eyebrows, I lean forward and read whatever note she placed on my desk.

It was an invitation to her house party later—to celebrate the beginning and ending years of high school life.

Weird, when did people make invitations for a house party? Wasn't it always just a friend's invitation on Facebook? Oh! That's right, I don't have a Facebook—maybe Hanni's being friendly for once.

"You in?" she asks, wagging her eyebrows at me as I blush and look back at the invitation again, thinking.

Who am I kidding? I bet she's going to plot something and embarrass me in front of the whole batch again—I've had enough of embarrassments my whole high school life to count.

"It's going to be fun, Huh." she adds, shrugging her shoulders as she leans forward when Mrs. Pepper turns around to write something on the blackboard.

"Everyone's invited, all the nerds and whatever—it's for the batch."

Nibbling on my lip, I look into her eyes and contemplate it.

What could go wrong? I'm pretty sure Eunchae's going to be there too.

"I'll talk to Eunchae." I reply softly, avoiding contact with her as I turn to the next page and remain silent.

Should I really risk going to this house party? I don't know... I've never been to a high school party before—maybe it's time to go to one?

Maybe this is an opportunity to release my frustration. I'm invited to it anyway.

"Whatever you're thinking about the party... it's a no." Eunchae says as we walk to the cafeteria, making my eyebrows furrow as I wonder when we started walking together.

Wasn't I just in English class?

"Sorry? How did you know I was invited?" I ask, frowning.

"It's a prank, Yunjin!" Eunchae, ruffling her hair.

"You should know that after all these years." She sighs, shaking her head as she mutters something I did not hear.

Shrugging my shoulders as we line up for the food, I tell her my thoughts.

"I already have a feeling something bad is going to happen to me."

Eunchae throws her hands up and smiles. "So why do you want to go?" she asks, laughing.

"I don't know, it's my last year, might as well risk it?" I tried to explain, handing my money to the cashier.

I cannot tell my best friend that I want to get laid. But I know if I ever do that, my deepest secret will be revealed to the whole batch.

"Risk what? Experiencing the worst type of humiliation in front of a high school senior party? I don't think it's worth it." she sarcastically says, leaning down to give Garam a kiss in the cheek as we settle down at the crowded table.

Oh, here she is. Kim Garam, the girlfriend of my best friend, Eunchae.

I shrug my shoulders while unwrapping my sandwich.

"It's not like Yunjin can do anything bad if you're there." I point out, chewing slowly.

Eunchae frowns while playing with Garam's hair.

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