Yuri's eyes never stray away from the clock as she waits anxiously for the hour hand to strike three. Spring break was only a few minutes away and that left her restless in her seat, completely zoning out from the lecture being taught. U.S. History wasn't all that interesting to her, so she didn't find it particularly much use to listen, especially since she was about to pack up and leave anyway.

It would be Yuri's last spring break as a high school student and the final week she would be able to spend at her family's beach house. Her parents had rented out the home as a nice getaway ever since she was a little kid; but, now that Yuri was eighteen and months away from going off to college, her parents decided that this would be the last time they would spend money to hold on to it. As a parting gift, they gave Yuri the freedom of driving herself and a few friends out to the sea for seven days by themselves and luckily, wouldn't monitor how many or who she would invite. 

With her fingers carelessly threading through her hair, Yuri's attention was immediately taken away from the clock once the bell rang. Students began stuffing their textbooks into their backpacks- some even finishing off their notes- and exited the classroom as quickly as they could. Only Yuri and a few others were left scrambling to file away whatever supplies they needed to. 

"You ready?"

A hand meets with Yuri's shoulder and grips it gently. The fingertips that were pressed against her skin were cold, yet comforting, while the familiarity of the voice brings a smile to Yuri's lips.

"Yeah, I'm ready," Yuri chuckles, standing up from her chair. Slinging the straps of her bag over her shoulder, she moves out into the aisle and locks eyes with her best friend behind her. "Are you?" 

Im Yoona, tall and lanky, stares back at her with a toothy grin.

Starting from day one of freshmen year, the two had been inseparable, almost attached at the hip. Nothing could pull the girls apart from each other. Yuri knew that Yoona would always be her number one, and Yoona knew that Yuri would always be her's.

"Hell yeah, I am."