"Come on, Wendy! We gotta go!" Seulgi exclaimed as she carried her bags into the trunk of the car.

"Yeah, I'll be right out," Wendy replied, her head moving left and right, her eyes scanning the room to check for anything she might accidentally leave behind. Finding none, she took her own bag and headed out, locking each door she passed through. By the time she reached the car, Seulgi was already on the passenger's seat, focused on her phone.

Taking her spot in the driver's seat, Wendy puts on her seatbelt, checks the angle of her mirrors, and sets off.

She and her bestfriend were headed towards Bondi beach. Thanks to an aunt who owned a little resthouse in Sydney, she and Seulgi got to visit the wonderful country - after much effort to convince their parents.

They really didn't have anything in particular to do in mind, both just wanting to spend some downtime before spring break ends and their senior year in university begins.

Knowing that the drive to the beach would take almost an hour, Seulgi connected her phone to the car's stereo and started playing some of their favorite songs. Both were grateful that although conflicting in many things, they at least had similar tastes in music.

"So, anything you want to do when we get there besides creepily stare at people all day?" Seulgi asked, referring to her friend's litle habit that she developed because of her hobby, which was photography. As far as she can remember, Wendy had always had this fascination with people: how they walked, how they talked, how they went about their days - so she found it amazing that her friend found a constructive outlet that complemented her interest. Although she couldn't really make it a profession, with her parents wanting her to be a doctor with a stable income instead, she simply couldn't let it go, and thankfully, her parents at least respected that,

Slightly breaking her focus on the road and trying not to get them killed inside a rented car in a foreign country, Wendy stole a quck glance at her passenger before turning back to the road. "No, not really. I thought I'd take a couple of pictures, dip in the water a bit, and read my book, maybe?" she replied.

"Wow, and I thought I was boring," Seulgi replied, faux exasperation evident in her voice. She actually didn't expect anything less from her friend who, although came up with this trip, usually prefers to stay at home doing chores or sitting idly with her books. If the girl was feeling really adventurous, she'd be in a café, people-watching, be it alone or with her bestfriend.

"Well I don't hear you giving any better ideas," Wendy retorted.

"I, as a matter of fact, do have an idea. But you're probably not gonna like it." At that, Wendy tried her best not to roll her eyes, knowin