KARINA /YU JIMIN
The courtyard was loud with chatter, but the loudest part — at least for Minjeong — was the group of girls practically circling her. "Minjeong-ah, you're so cute when you blush," one of them giggled, leaning forward to brush invisible dust off Minjeong's uniform. Another girl laughed and twirled a strand of Minjeong's hair between her fingers. "Do you always smell this nice? What perfume do you use?" Minjeong's eyes darted left and right, cheeks flushed crimson, her hands clutched tightly in front of her like a cornered puppy. "Ah... I—I don't... It's just soap..." she stammered, completely overwhelmed. The girls only leaned closer, laughing, tossing compliments like confetti to see her squirm. They weren't just talking — they were practically throwing themselves at her, brushing her arms, playing with her hair, whispering things near her ear. And from a nearby karina was talking with her friends eyes calm as she met winter's gaze.
About KARINA /YU JIMIN
The courtyard was loud with chatter, but the loudest part — at least for Minjeong — was the group of girls practically circling her. "Minjeong-ah, you're so cute when you blush," one of them giggled, leaning forward to brush invisible dust off Minjeong's uniform. Another girl laughed and twirled a strand of Minjeong's hair between her fingers....Read more