Primus Amor

3

"When did you ever become a spy?"

Areum hisses at her friend. "Can you keep it down? Stop interrogating if you want to tag along."

Minzy holds her hands up, putting her guards down.

Not a moment went by and a group of boys wincing and shoving each other sluggishly paraded in front of them.

"Can't you all walk a little less like turtles, huh?" It was the only shout they needed to get their feet together and start walking normally.

Out of curiosity, Areum pattered behind the furious officer, shooing Minzy away to head home because mission is unfortunately aborted.

Looking through the glass panel of the door to the student council office, she puffs her cheeks. There's no way she'll squeeze herself in a situation with several grown-up guys who get into trouble five days a week, or seven if she knows what they do on weekends, and the president just to know what's cooking.

Later that evening, as she walks with Chanyeol on the peaceful streets of Seoul, she speaks her mind.

"What was the fuss about?"

Chanyeol pulls his coat tighter around his body as the cold breeze blows.

"The assholes were caught smoking ganja."

She coughs a few times, unbelieving, causing liquid to brim in her eyes.

Chanyeol undoes his muffler and carefully laces it around Areum's freezing neck.

"You always forget it gets intolerably cold at night."

She gives him a kind smile that reaches her eyes so it flushes back the tears.

He entwines his hand with hers as he smiles back.

"Let's get you home."