
"?" . . "7. ?" . "." "yuna. . Jiheon. ⁇ ⁇ ⁇ Yuna. . . . . . Jiheon.
"wae wassni?" yunaga bi us-eumyeo unjeonseog-e deul-eogagi wihae yeop-eulo mil-eossda. jiheon-eun eosaeghan sahoejeog sanghwang-ui jeonjodeung-eseo saseumcheoleom chyeoda bonda. "je 7 gi jighue munja mesijileul bonaess-eoyo. eojjaessdeun hyudae hyudae jeonhwa-e issji anhseubnikka?" jeong-in-eun gogeleul kkeudeog-yeossda. "jiheon." "ibwa,"geunyeoneun Yunaga geuleul tie eongdeong-i jeomgeom hal ttae, eojjaessdeun ji henineun syasgeon-eul eodneunda. geuneun koneoleul jiheon geolilo dolligi jigjeon - e du kkeom - eul jegonghabnida. Jiheon-i suhag sugjeleul sijaghalyeogohaneun geoscheoleom, geunyeoneun jeonhwaleul jjileubnida. dangsin-eun geuleul wanjeonhi joh-ahaeyo Yunaneun nun-e ttuiji anhneun yang-ui hateu imotikongwa hwasalpyogaissneun imotikon-eul bonaessseubnida. geugeos-eun siljelo geugeos-eul aghwasikyeossda. ani, geunyeoneunhaeseoneun andoegi ttaemun-e. jiheon-eun yuna-eun cheosnal jeomsim-eul meog-eumyeo malhaessda. yunaneun gimbab-eulo gadeug chan siggilyuleul gajyeo wassubnida. geunyeoneun haecho jung - e ilbu haechoga yeojeonhi gae saie gadhyeo iss - eossgi ttaemun - e gieoghabnida. Jiheon - eun ajig geunyeoga geugeos - eul eongeubhagie chungbunhan chingu - jinji yeobuleul mollassseubnida.
"Why are you here?" Yuna scoffed, pushing him aside to get into the driver's seat. Jiheon stared like a deer at the lamp of a socio-awkward situation, when all you could do was wait for one of the two closer people you knew to acknowledge your existence. "I texted you, right after the seventh period. Aren't you always on your phone?" Jeongin nodded towards her. "Hey, Jiheon." "Hey," he said as Yuna checked on him again with, Whatever, but Jiheonnie got a rifle. He offered them both gum just before they turned into Jiheon Road. Just as Jiheon was about to start working on mathematical PR, his phone rang. You really like it, okay !!! Yuna had sent him off with a number of annoying heart emojis, which with arrows pierced through her. It really makes it worse. No, I don't, because he shouldn't. "I'm on top of SMU romance," Jiheon told Yuna on their first day, at lunch. Yuna has brought tupperware full of kimbap. He remembered because some seaweed was still stuck between his canine teeth during the P.E., and Jiheon did not know if they were good enough friends for him to mention it.
yunaneun jeosgalag-eulo lol-eul jjilleossseubnida. "8 wool 26 il ohu 12si 15 bun"geunyeoneun jinachige geugjeog-eulo malhaessda. "jiheon baeg ssineun dol-awaseo eongdeong-ie mullin geos-eul malhaessda." Jiheon-eun geudeul saiui teibeul-e son-eul daeeossda. "ibwa, nan jinjihae!" geuleona geunyeoneun usgo iss - eossda. Yunaneun bimillie malhaessda. jiheon-eun geuge modu nongdam-ilago saeng-gaghaessda. jigeum, geunyeoneun hwagsilhaji anhda.
Yuna poked the bread with her chopsticks. "Twenty-six August, twelve fifteen p.m.," he recounts, too dramatically. "The day Jiheon Baek said something that would come back and bite his ass." Jiheon clashed his hands on the table between them. "Hey, I'm serious!" but he laughed. "Wait and just look" Yuna said faintly. Jiheon thought it was all a joke. Now, he's not so sure.