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the time at the hockey game
It's a bright Friday afternoon and Eunmi is smiling as she makes her way towards the school gates. She's almost out, almost free for the weekend, when she heard a voice behind her, calling out her name.
Suppressing a sigh, she stops and turns around. Racing towards her, blonde hair flying everywhere in the wind, is Rebecca. Eunmi and Rebecca have know each other since she moved to Vancouver; Rebecca was the one to show her around on her first day at the school. Whilst they're not as close as they have been, every once in a while the girls go out for a coffee ( generally Eunmi's idea ) or to a party ( Rebecca's favorite pastime ).
Still, it comes as a slight shock when a grinning Rebecca holds out a pair of cheaply made tickets. They're made of flimsy card and read:
Under 18s Hockey Tournament Final. Friday 26th January @5PM. Free Entrance. Refreshments available.
"My boyfriend's playing and I'm going to support him. His sister was going to come with me but she cancelled last minute, because she's sick. Then I saw you and I thought 'hey, I wonder if Eunmi wants to come?'" Rebecca explains.
At some point, they've begun walking towards the student parking lot, where Rebecca's shiny black car is waiting.
Eunmi thinks of the alternative plan for her evening: riding the bus home; watching Netflix with her Mom; Skyping her sister...
Eunmi shrugs.
"Sure, why not? We need to catch up, after all."
So she climbs up into the passenger seat of Rebecca's car, half-listening to her friend chatter on about her upcoming eighteenth birthday party.
~*~
"Bro, are you ready?"
Yoongi spins - slightly awkwardly in his gear - and grins at Joe, the captain of his team.
"I was born ready."
Joe snorts and shakes his head.
"You say that every time; it's so corny, man."
"Yeah, but it's true." He replies, before heading towards the entrance to the rink.
Even from a way out he can hear the general noise of the crowd, which translates into a buzz inside him. He peers out and sees the seats filling up. Not far, just behind the goal, Yoongi sees two girls moving to their spaces. One of them holds up a hand-painted sign reading "We Love You Joe". She taps the other, who rolls her eyes but-
