Rushing into the kitchen, an unexpected sight surprises her, causing her to lightly stumble over her movements. "Good morning," she greets the boy peering over the door of the fridge. This floor usually doesn't get up for another two hours. 

Jaewon straightens up and closes the fridge. "You're up early," he comments with a smile.

The blue tracksuit could mean only one thing. "You must be going to practice." She had heard from the others through passing talk that his practices are usually in the early hours of the morning. 

"And, what is your excuse?" he says in a joking manner.

"I was going to see someone." She walks pass him but suddenly stops in her movements. She couldn't exactly reach for her locker key now if she didn't want other residents finding out about the hiding spot. 

He watches her in amusement. "You seem a little lost."

With a sigh, she makes up her mind. "I've decided against eating breakfast."

Jaewon chuckles but decides not to question it.

"Well, have a good practice," she says as she turns around to leave.

"Wait up, we're going in the same direction."

Venturing out into the cold, the two kept each other company as they made their way toward campus. Remembering what Jisoo had told her once about Jaewon's preference to not be considered a part of the Touchstone residents, Yiseul decides to voice her curiosity.

"How did you become a resident here?" she asks.

He focuses on the snowy path while thinking about her question. "I put in the request."

Strangely, she is more confused than before. But, nonetheless, accepts the answer with a nod of her head. 

"How did you become the dorm head?" Jaewon returns a question.

"I accepted the offer."

Jaewon's lip quirks when she similarly offers him a vague answer. "You're not very easy, are you?"

"What do you mean?"

How unexpected, he thought. 

A strong wind suddenly blows by and sends Yiseul's hood off her head. In order to avoid the painful stings on her cheeks, she tries to grab onto it but the wind is relentless. A hand reaches out to help and she turns to look at Jaewon who's pulling the hood back over her head for her. 

"Where are your gloves?" he asks in the midst of his actions. 

"I have to get some new ones." 

"Do you want to hold my hand?" he asks with a teasing smile. "They're warm enough."

"My pockets would probably work better."

He chuckles. "No one usually passes on that but, if you say so. Didn't you hear Yunhyeong got frostbite?"

"He actually didn't."

"Really? But, Rosé was telling me a whole long story about it."

"There were a lot of misunderstandings," Yiseul responds, somehow feeling guilty. 

"Where are you heading?'

"Commonplace dorms."

"It's still a long walk." 

"I'll make it there." 

He looks out into the white. "Then unfortunately, this is where we'll part." 

She nods her head. "See you later." 

Yiseul starts walking in the other direction but not hearing Jaewon's footsteps, she looks over her shoulder to see him staring after her. 

"I heard about your habit of forgetting to lock your door. Try to remember," he suddenly says before continuing on his way. 

***

"How are you feeling today?"

There was silence but seeing how Mina had easily let her into the room, she couldn't still be that upset. Walking towards the desk, Yiseul notices less medication in the packaging so she didn't have to ask if Mina kept up with taking it. 

"Did you check your temperature today?"

"The fever went away," Mina softly responds as she slips back into bed. 

Yiseul leans back against the desk and sets her eyes on the girl who's facing away from her. Not a different image from yesterday and like yesterday, the behavior doesn't hurt Yiseul in the least. But, she couldn't leave the behavior be.

"Mina, you know that I have never ignored you and I have never refused any of your requests."

She didn't receive a response, so she decides to continue. 

"I don't know why you think I would start now." With a sigh, she looks around the single dorm room. "Would you like some soup?" 

It was as if she was talking into the air. 

Despite Mina's silence, Yiseul knew she would eat whatever she cooked anyway. So, using what Mina had stocked and her utensils, she prepared the meal and