How I Married My Bias

CHAPTER 2

It was my college friend, Divina. She grew taller even taller than me now. She quickly opened her arms and hugged me tight.

It's been a long time since we last saw each other. We were roommates back in college and we were both fan girls.

I remember how we filled our dorm room with posters of Seventeen and how we got scolded by the land lady several times for singing Mansae too loudly.

I could say that Divina and I shared very little about our personal life but shared everything when it comes to Seventeen. I barely know her middle name.

"So how was life? What're you doing here?" she asked me as we sit sipping iced tea.

"I wrote books." I said calmly. She almost spit all the iced tea out of her mouth. She can't believe I really pursued writing although my parents greatly disagree.

I wasn't surprised to hear what her current job is either. We were both stubborn little girls. She pursued being a photographer which is against her parents too.

"We're really hard-headed, I expected you to write books but not to take it too seriously." I think she's right and at the same time wrong in some aspects.

I wasn't stubborn or hard-headed. I was just strong-willed, courageous even, to choose what I like to do over the things people expect me to like.

"You remembered that girl Eliz? She's an engineer now and I bet she hated it. How I wished she pursued arts like she wanted to." Divina and I both sighed and sipped on our glass of iced tea.

I guess we're still lucky in our current state although we earn less at least we're much happier.

Her phone lit up and I saw her wallpaper. I can't help but smile. I took the phone before she could get it and typed the password ambitiously and was surprised to see it opened.

She's still the Divina I used to know. Her wallpaper had been the same wallpaper 7 years ago. Plus, her password was still the same.

I laughed, harder than I usually do. I think this is the good stuff about having a best friend. She's whom you can share the craziest and hardest laugh you can ever muster.

"Are you still wishing to be Mingyu's wife?" I asked her and she nodded. I sighed. This girl is totally head over heels for Mingyu even after all these years.

All of a sudden, she grabbed my bag pack and made a face. She fumbled for my phone in my bag pack pocket. I already knew what she was up to.
When she laughed hard a few seconds later, I know I'm dead.

Unfortunately, I was just like her. I never changed my wallpaper for 7 years. My password never changed either. I still love Wonwoo, and I still look at his photo the way I looked at him 7 years ago.

"I thought I was over Mingyu when I had my first boyfriend last year," Divina said breaking the silence. "But my feelings for him just keep coming back."

I can sense that these conversation is getting serious. I held her hand to comfort her the way I always do.

"Feelings that keep coming back are feelings that never left," I said patting her back.

She looked up at me and hit me in the shoulder. "Stop talking bookworm language to me." she said then laughs. She's going to be fine.

"I'm coming to Seventeen's performance this week. I had an extra ticket since its for my boyfriend but we just broke up so I think it might as well been for you." Divina said as we went out of the café.

Good thing you dumped him, I thought to myself. I've always been protective of Divina being 3 months older than her. And she deserves the very best.

I can almost think that the guy was no good for her. Then we went home on the bus together. I'm glad I stopped by the park or I would've never met Divina again.

I'm looking forward for the performance of Seventeen, it's been a while since I last saw them perform live. I can't help but feel like there's something big going to happen this week.

Well, whatever it is I'm sure I've gone to a lot worse.