"Jinri, Miyun is my younger sister."     Himchan diverged. I stood there, once again, dumbfounded. The ? Is he ing me? No.. Why would Himchan with me.. He isn't like Miyun.. He doesn't play games.. But... Still.. Miyun? His sister? Why is this sohard to believe...? I mean, Himchan used to hate me so much, he always bullied me. But.. He isn't mental like Miyun. No, Himchan is smart. He gets good grades from time to time, so he isn't mental. I remember Miyun always crying after she got back a test.. Sometimes I could see her grade. It was always under 70... But.. Still. What's up?     "Miyun... Is you s-sister?"     "Y-yeah..."     Suddenly, I started to feel bad. Not because Himchan had to have Miyun as a sister.. But because I just called her a bunch of terrible names right in front of Himchan. He must think I'm a now, ugh /).(\     "Mi-mianhe, Himchan oppa. Mian-mianhe. I didn't me-mean all those th-things I said about your sis-sister..."     I studdered, scared of Himchan's reaction. We.. I wouldn't say are even close to being friends, but we're trying. But.. The fact that I called Miyun a bunch of terrible names.. I don't think this.. Is going to work out between us. He probably hates me more than he did before..       "Jinri, it's okay. I understand. She stole Byun Baekhyun from you... And I'm guessing you really loved him at that time."     "More than anything."     I whispered, barely audiable. Bu