LOST [MiChaeng]

chapter 1

Chaeyoung dropped her heavy backpack onto the ground, sighing in relief as the weight of three textbooks got lifted off her shoulders. She headed to the kitchen, and grabbed a can of soda out of the fridge, heaving another sigh as she sat down on the couch. She opened the can, tilted her head back, and chugged down half of the can's contents. Her hand crept towards the remote, and as she finished off the soda, she turned the T.V. on.

Her phone buzzed.

She set the can down and pulled her phone out of her pocket, viewing the text sent to her.

From: health practitioner

I know you're drinking coke, Chaeyoungie!!!

Put the can down right now and go get something more healthier to drink!!!

Chaeyoung's lips curled into a smile.

To: health practitioner

sure sure

are you stalking me

Without waiting for a reply, Chaeyoung rose to her feet and headed back to the kitchen, this time getting a glass of juice instead of soda. She set the glass down on the table, retrieved the can of soda, and dumped the rest of the soda down the drain, tossing the can into the trash can. She made her way to the couch once more, to be greeted by her phone vibrating.

From: health practitioner

I know you very well, we've known each other since first grade

I know all your habits

Chaeyoung repressed the urge to roll her eyes. Geez, confident much?

To: health practitioner

i totally believe you

ok see im drinking juice right now JUICE not coke

Her phone buzzed immediately after she sent the text, startling her.

From: health practitioner

Orange juice, am I right? Good.

She stared at her phone. ...How'd she know...?

From: health practitioner

Oh and by the way I'm right outside your door.

What?

She scrambled to the door, throwing it open, to be greeted by a girl with wavy-straight brown hair that rested on her shoulders, her brown eyes full of warmth, a smile crossing her face, and her hands clutching a bag.

...Bag?

"M-mina, why're you here?" Chaeyoung stammered, glancing repeatedly at the bag. "School's over, I thought you had headed home."

Myoui Mina. Otherwise known as Health Practitioner. My best friend since...well, since forever...since first grade, really. We're like sisters. We know each other really well. We're almost always together. There's not one day where we haven't talked to each other for over three hours, or texted each other until midnight.

I wish we could just be best friends.

I wish I didn't have a crush on her.

"I decided to come over and study," Mina replied, pushing past Chaeyoung and setting her bag down on the table. She spotted Chaeyoung's phone, and picked it up, her lips immediately forming a pout. "My name is health practitioner? I'm hurt, Chaeyoung."