The Japanese beauties decided to spend their weekends at Mina’s apartment. They were on the living room watching some English movies Sana had downloaded for them. Halfway through the second movie, all three wasn’t paying attention anymore and was all busy doing something else. Sana was texting with a big toothy smile plastered on her cute face, giggling every now and then; Momo was having an intimate session with her beloved jokbal, munching on it while staring off into space, probably imagining Jeongyeon as jokbal?; Mina, however, looked like she was about to murder someone as she was frowning too much looking very unhappy with something.

Sana, being the observant and caring friend she was, noticed Mina’s demeanor. She carelessly dropped her phone inside her bag as she straightened herself up to talk to Mina. “Minari? Are you okay?”

“I need to find a new partner.” Mina said while massaging her temple. She was having a migraine.

“Again?” Sana raised an eyebrow questionably.

“I barely made it throughout the week with all these people disturbing my daily life. I mean, it’s not that I don’t appreciate the admiration and stuffs I’m receiving, but you know, too much could be really annoying. Everyday my social media accounts are being bombarded with messages and even my personal number. I don’t even know how they managed to get my number in the first place –“, Mina paused, she heaved a deep sigh as she messed her own hair.

Momo stopped munching on her jokbal while listening to Mina’s rant, she placed a hand on the latter’s thigh trying to give her encouragement.

“-- it’s just that it feels suffocating losing my personal space and privacy.”

Sana and Momo couldn’t help but nod in agreement because they both knew so damn well how it feels like to have a bunch of fans trying to get their attention on a daily basis. It had been like an unwritten rule that whenever any of them was in a relationship, nobody was allowed to personally flirt with them.

“So I need a new partner. A solid one this time.”

“I know someone who’d be more than willing to take the position.” Momo said with a sly smile.

Mina, as if knowing what was on Momo’s mind, shot a death glare at her. “Don’t even.”

Momo threw her hands in the air signaling defeat.

“I think I know someone.” Sana said while rubbing her chin, contemplating about something.

MiMo looked at Sana expectantly. “Who?”