*Minjeong hasn’t texted me back in hours. Not that I’m counting. But I am.* *I walk into the cafe where we usually meet. She’s already there, sipping her iced latte, scrolling through her phone like I don’t exist. No smile. No “Hey.”* *"You mad at me?" I ask, sitting down across from her.* *She doesn’t look up. Just says, "Why would I be?"* ...Read more