“No,” Yeri says, without looking up from her phone. She’s pretending to text someone, because a) she has an image to uphold, and b) because Jisoo has been texting someone for the last hour. It’s not fair that her best friend (and unrequited crush) could laugh and flirt with someone and not at least tell her who. She smacks her lips together, scrolls a bit further down the Facebook app. She skims a rant that Yun has posted about feminism and smiles.

Yun hadn’t always been this outspoken or brave, but social media had surprisingly given her a lot of confidence. Yeri hears BaekHyeon’s huff and she looks at him now.

“What, Baek?”

“If you could just put your phone down for one goddamn minute maybe you could have some crazy life-changing moment,” he mutters.