“Jen, wake up!”

She slowly opened her eyes after hearing familiar voices woke her up. As she opened her eyes, Hana’s face popped in front of her.

“Why did you lock the room? It’s another problem when I have to search the spare keys just to wake you up,” Hana nagged and made her way to the window. She opened the curtain.

Jennie closed her eyes tightly as the bright sun greeted her. Hana looked at her, sighing. Jennie mumbled an apology as she felt Hana was staring at her.

“Jennie – ” Hana called her name and sat in the bed.

“ – if you have any problem, you can just tell me. If you said you don’t trust me, well we have been friends for so long,” she said, depression in her voice.

Jennie woke up and sat in the bed. She suddenly brought Hana in a hug, long.

“I am sorry. It is not that I don’t trust you, I just – ” she stopped.

“ – it is ing confusing,” she blurted. Hana patted her back, “Does Jimin has something to do with this?” she asked.

Jennie bit her lower lip, her heart jerked after hearing his name. How did she know, she thought. After a moment of silence, Hana hold both of Jennie’s shoulder to face her.

“Look, girl. You really have to move on,” she said, firm.

It was something easy to say but really hard to do, Jennie told herself.

She curled her lips into a straight line, “Well, I try” she said even though she knew she couldn’t do it.

Hana st