Chapter 24 [2/2]

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Mina let out a sigh for the tenth time. She dropped her pen, running a hand through hair. She was inside president office, occupied with application forms. But she placed her mind at another thing. Person. She missed Momo. School had begun but she hadn't met the girl. New Year had passed without a greeting from the girl. She tried to talk with Momo but it seemed the girl was avoiding her now.

Getting frustrated, Mina stood up, leaving her desk. She poured her favorite beverage and let the warm liquid calm her. She glanced at application forms over desk, letting out another heavy sigh. 'What should I do?' At moment she really wished someone would tell her what to do. She wished for an answer, but sadly, only silence replied her.

She needed fresh air- although it was cold instead of fresh outside. She then left the office. Wrapped warmly in her coat, Mina let her feet navigate her to whatever place. Moment later she found herself standing inside School of Music building, in front of stairs. Perhaps she could visit Sana at student council office. She climbed stairs to second floor. As she ascended stairs she heard music. It came from a room in third floor, the room which Momo had been using for practice. She glanced at her wristwatch. It was past nine now.

She approached the room. As she thought, inside Momo and her friends were doing practice. She peeked through the left ajar door.

"Wait, wait," Jungyeon said. She drew hand back to side, turning to Momo. "You did mistake again Momo."

"Sorry," Momo said.

"What happened, Momo? You didn't focus today," Tzuyu said.

"Yesterday either," Jungyeon added.

"We only have a day left for Indie," Tzuyu said.

"I know," Momo replied, a bit snapped. "Sorry, I just..."

"Is it about Mina?" Tzuyu questioned. "You should talk with her Momo."

"Talking about what? It's pointless. She will leave me anyway," Momo returned.

"Yeah, keep avoiding her and you can't even focus on your performance. You're not different from the cool-ass-but-coward girl here," Tzuyu said, ignoring Jungyeon's pouting face.

"Then what am I supposed to do? Tell her not to leave? It's her life!" Momo couldn't help raising her tone. Her anger finally passed the verge. "I can't ask her to give up her dream, I can't do that!"

Tzuyu and Jungyeon remained silent.

"How can I do that?" Momo said softly rather to herself. She lifted head up, keeping tears at bay. "And my father still didn't agree with my choice. I don't know what to do anymore."

"Momo," Tzuyu said, taking the crying girl's shoulder.

Jungyeon took the other side. "Don't cry Momo."

"My grandma has told me this before: if there are many choices but you don't know which one to choose, then just follow your heart," Tzuyu said, offering a smile.

"Do whatever your heart tells you," Jungyeon added.

Momo wiped tears off, smiling sheepishly. "Thanks."

"You're very welcome," Tzuyu replied while rubbing the girl's shoulder. "I think it's enough for today." Momo opened mouth to argue and she added. "You are tired, we are. And over-do won't do any good for us. For tomorrow let's just a rehearsal briefly, and have rest." She then turned to Jungyeon. "You have it ready, right?"

Jungyeon patted her chest, wriggling brows. "About costume leave it to Jungyeon."

"Okay, let's get back to dorm," Tzuyu said. She turned audio system off, gathering her belongings. She put jacket and scarf on, hanging bag on shoulder. "Ready?"

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