“Hi!” 

    “Oh hey, What’re you doing here?”

    “I was around the neighborhood and decided to give you these,” Jiyeon shyly held out her hands to show a small box with a ribbon. 

    “What is it,” Xiumin smiled. 

    “It’s some cookies I made.”

    “Wow, thanks a lot,” Xiumin looked through the box of cookies; neatly placed into its own spot.

    “Well, I have to go,” Jiyeon tucked her hair behind her ear. “I have school now. See you later!”

    “Bye,” Xiumin smiled as he waved. 

    Xiumin started to eat the cookies and smiled even bigger, “Wow these are really good.”

    Jiyeon brought homemade sweets for Xiumin every day since then. 

    [Later that night…]

    “Are you kidding me?” Trinity shouted. “You were drunk driving AGAIN?!”

    Trinity and Myungsoo were battling it out again. Myungsoo gave little annoying remarks every time Trinity said something. 

    “What’s the big deal?” Myungsoo scoffed. “You’re only here because you’re getting paid; you think you can really act as if you’re really my fiancé?”

    Trinity stayed quiet for a minute. 

    “Exactly,” Myungsoo said after waiting for Trinity to say something.

    “You know what?” Trinity said in a loud voice again. “I don’t care if I’m getting paid to be here. I don’t want you to ing die, okay?”

    “That’s real considerate of you,” Myungsoo said sarcastically. “But I don’t need your worries.”

    “… I just don’t want someone else I know to die again,” Trinity said bluntly but sadly. 

    Myungsoo stared at Trinity with groggily eyes.

    Trinity sighed, “My parents died because of a drunk driver. I don’t want someone else to die because of a stupid mistake again; whether it’s your own or someone else’s.”

    Myungsoo tried to think of something to say but couldn’t. He just walked away. Trinity bit her