"you what?!" the Japanese could not believe what her friend just told her. Who wouldn't if your friend just told you she went to your instructor's house? Who knows something could've happen knowing Jimin likes their instructor.

"yah, don't shout"

As usual, the two of them were on the café enjoying their drinks, and Jimin was telling the Japanese about what happened in their instructor's house.

"Okay, fine. What happened next?" she impatiently asked

"Well, she sleep talked, and called me by my first name" Jimin smiled, remembering how it sounded and how it made her feel that night. She feel like she could listen to it until forever.

"Then she told me that we should go back to the start" she looked at her friend who has her brows furrowed, Jimin chuckled.

"Jimin-ah, be honest with me, were the two of you exes? and you two are just pretending? Don't tell me both of you still haven't moved on?" Jimin laughed, while Aeri glared at her.

"What some sort of drama is that, Aeri?" If they were in a Korean drama, then that must be the plot. But no, they were in the real world where fantasy and fan fiction don't exist.

"tch, then why would she say those words if the two of you didn't had a past, huh? so, tell me"

"That's wha--" she was cut off by a fellow student rushing towards their direction. From Jimin's observation, the student must be a freshman.

"excuse me, you're Yu Jimin right?" the student asked, and Jimin nodded.

To tell you, Jimin was quite popular in their university because of her looks, and she used to be a member of the university's dance troupe. Also, she used to model for their university's advertisement, her face were all over can be seen in the university. No wonder, even freshmen knew and can recognize her.

"Miss Kim Minjeong was asking for your presence in her office"

"why?" Jimin asked, but the student just shrugged her shoulders. After a quick thank you from her, the student immediately left the place.

"now, what?" she turned to her friend who already has a teasing smile on her face. "what?"

"What are you waiting for? go to the love of your life now" Jimin rolled her eyes as she grabbed her things, and fixed herself. "She's not the love the of my life, Uchinaga"

"Whatever you say, Yu! Just spill some tea later, okay?!"

Jimin went back to the university, and made her way to the instructor's office. It was a bit farther than their room, but she did not mind. But upon arriving at the office, Jimin wished that she did not opened the door without knocking. Because as soon as she peeked inside, she saw a scene that she should not be witnessing. And, when it finally registered on her mind, Jimin immediately shut the door close, and went away with a heavy feeling on her chest. It was suffocating her, but she could not do anything. Jimin just wanted to get away, she wanted to wash the scene off her mind. dmn

"Miss Yu!" hearing the voice, Jimin halted but she did not turn to the direction of the woman who called her. She was embarrassed.

"I-- t-that meant nothing. I-its.. h- he just did" the instructor was already infront of Jimin, trying to explain her what happened. She wanted to clear things on her student. The instructor does not want Jimin to misunderstood things.

"You don't have to explain, Miss Kim. Its safe with me, and I apologize for intruding" she bowed in apology. If only she did not open the door, then she should not have seen it. fvk, she cursed under her breathe as she once again remember how Mr. Jung kissed the woman she likes. dmn it! dmn it!

"T-that's not the reason I asked you to come, I am sorry. Please come with me on my office again" with her head still hung low, Jimin nodded at her instructor, then followed her.

Few moments later, Jimin was already seated on the chair infront of the table, and was waiting for her instructor to finish what she was doing. Or to find what she was looking for.

"Miss Yu" the instructor called her attention, she turned to her, and what her instructor was holding surprised Jimin. She handed her a paper bag of MAC Cosmetics, and when took a peek inside, all Jimin could see were lipsticks

"y-you don't have to, Miss Kim" she placed the bag on table, trying to give it back. But the latter just shook her head. "Its a present for you, Miss Yu. A token of gratitude for helping me check those paper works" the instructor gave her a warm smile

"but--"

"Just take it, Miss Yu. Besides, you love lipsticks, right?" Jimin was once again surprised, she did not thought that her instructor would remember that. Her fluttered knowing that the instructor remembered what she likes. It surely made Jimin happy. She felt euphoric.

"she bought you lipsticks?!" Jimin nodded at her friend who, once again, could not believe her. "and even got the right shades and colors?!"

"stop shouting"

"sorry, its just that-- are you two dating already?!" the japanese questioned that made Jimin eyes wide, with her cheeks turning red.

"w-wha-- Aeri!"

"you told me you won't date her secretly!" despite of being flustered, Jimin took a deep breathe, before smacking the Japanese on her forehead

"we're not dating, okay? she just gave me that as a present" the japanese squinted her eyes, then shook her head in disbelief.

"Just make sure of it, Jimin-ah. I don't want the two of you risking everything. I might have told you to date her secretly before, but that was only a joke. I'll kill you if you take that seriously. And, I just don't want to see you hurting once everything get complicated, even more if she broke your heart"

It was past nine in the evening when the Japanese decided to go home, and Jimin was left on her room, staring at the luminous stars and moon on the ceiling.

As she stared at those glow in the dark things, Jimin remembered her instructor. She was thinking of sending her a message to thank her again, or just to drift to sleep already. But then, her hand was reaching for her phone on the side table already.

She opened the app, and searched for her instructor's name. She was online, Jimin immediately typed a message, yet she found herself deleting it before she can finally send the text.

thank you for the present, Mis|

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"aish, just a simple thank you will do, Jimin-ah!" she scolded herself. Jimin could not find the right words to thank her. So she just stared at her profile, thinking of what to say

yah, thank you|

She has no intention of sending the informal text message to her instructor, but as she was moving her hand back and fort of the keyboard, her right thumb accidentally hit the send button. Jimin panicked, but it was already to late. The message was already delivered, and it was probably seen by her instructor.

"dmn it, Jimin!" she cursed. Embarrassment was eating her up, Jimin does not know how to approach her the next morning they see each other. She would probably try not to meet her eyes, and just hung her head low. aish

A ting from her phone made Jimin jolt, she opened her phone, and her gut was right. Her instructor replied.

getting informal, are we?

Jimin just wanted to die from embarrassment. She felt like her soul come out of her body. She does not know what to reply. Jimin just stared at the message for sometime.

i'm sorry, Miss

Jimin typed, and hit send. She could only sigh, how could I face her tomorrow?

its okay, Miss Yu. we're not in the university anyway

After reading her message, Jimin turned off her phone, and stared at the ceiling again. She wanted to drift off to sleep already but she just couldn't. Few moments later, her phone tinged again, it was from her instructor. And upon reading the message, Jimin just knew that the universe really prepared a good night and good sleep for her.

good night, Jimin-ah

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How is the story going? Is it okay? or nah?