Shuhua massaged her forehead in frustration, also exhaling several times to hold back her emotions. In front of her, now stands a girl who is still wearing her school uniform which already looks untidy. The girl was holding a key. "See. I told you alrd--." "Sorry. Yes i was wrong, dont mad at me pls." "Soojin, i told you earlier that--." "That if i still cant ride a motorcycle, dont try. Yes you told me earlier, it was my fault. Im really sorry ok?" Soojin, the