Definition of beauty
Pleasant Imagines, JinjooA girl inhales deeply, stretching her arms, expecting something but felt nothing, only bedsheets. "Hm?" she squints, wondering why it was empty before glancing at the clock—2 am.
Yujin sits up, brushing her hair back, rubbing her eyes and saw light peeking through the gaps of the door.
She lifts the blanket off and stands up. The moment she steps out of the room, she goes, "Wow."
There were papers everywhere. Floor, couch and coffee table, even under her laptop. They were scattered every metre radius with Minju sitting in front of the couch, typing away on her computer.
She had her reading glasses on, her hair was in a mess, sleeves rolled up on one side and the same goes for her sweatpants. She looked as if she has been working for a month straight. Anyone would've thought she was a workaholic with her level of concentration.
Yujin walks to her with an apparent smile on her face and sighs.
Being so busy, Minju didn't even notice her presence until the light around her darkens, blocked by Yujin who stood before her.
She looks up with visible bags under her eyes while Yujin asks, "Is there ever once where you look bad?"
Minju just blinked, hearing the girl voice out her astonishment, admiring this girlfriend of hers.
"This is what I'm talking about. Definition of beauty."
In the midst of all the crisis, Yujin only manages to see the best.
"Did I wake you up?"
Yujin shook her hea
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