Every Friday

"Yongsun-unnie... did you reject him?" "Byulyi....", is what the older of the two could manage to say as tears stream down her face. Even without words, Byulyi understood what she meant. --------- I just saw this story on my phone while I was cleaning my files. Apparently, I wrote it around August 2016 probably days after I wrote my first fic. i decided to upload it because why not.