Make You Mine This Time [Michaeng]

Chapter Four: New ways of the past.

Chaeyoung's POV

"Unnie, wake up." I nudge Sana unnie, trying to wake her.

"Ugh.. what time is it?" She groans and sits up, rubbing her eyes.

"Five o'clock." She groans again and lays back down, covering her head with the blanket.

I laugh and tug the blanket off of her completely, gaining a nasty glare in the process.

"Why are you trying to get me up so early? School doesn't even start until seven thirty." She whines, banging her fists against the mattress.

"We have somewhere to go before school." I throw her uniform on the bed and grab both of her arms to pull her up.

An hour later..

"Whose house is this? And why are we here at six in the morning?" Sana unnie questions me as we walk up the front porch to the house.

"You'll see." I answer and ring the door bell.

"Uh huh." She yawns.

The door opens to reveal a smiling woman, just a few years older than us.

"Chaeyoung-ah! It's so good to see you again!" She opens her arms for a hug to which I comply.

"It's good to see you too, Seulgi unnie." I say genuinely.

"Seulgi unnie, this is Sana. Sana unnie, this is Seulgi." I introduce them to each other.

"Nice to meet you Seulgi-sshi." Sana unnie bows respectfully.

"Oh none of that, just call me Seulgi unnie. Any friend of Chaeyoung's is cool with me." Seulgi unnie smiles at her, giving her a hug as well.

She always made the people around her feel welcomed and comfortable.

Another person I wrongly pushed away after high school.

She gestures for us to come in, leading us to the side of the house, and out another door.

"Here she is, my old bike." She says as we walk into her garage.

Sitting next to her car is a black 2005 Suzuki Boulevard C50.

"Wow. It's beautiful." I say as I walk to get a closer look at the bike.

"She sure is. I've had her since I was your age, starting working two jobs at fourteen because I knew I had to have it the moment I turned sixteen. Had some great times on that bike." She sighed wistfully at the bike.

"You sure you wanna sell it?" I ask, not wanting to take something she worked so hard for.

"I'm sure, kiddo. I haven't rode it in a couple years, I think it's about time. Plus I know I'm giving it to someone who will use it well." Seulgi unnie pulls out some keys from her pocket and tosses them to me. I catch them and then look at her in confusion.