"Something about Jisoo looked weird." Sooyoung said leaning towards Chaeyoung. "Do you think she's gained weight?"

"Definitely." Yerim answered instead. "But that's what happens when you drink a full-calorie milkshake at lunchbreak."

Chaeyoung flicked her blonde hair over her shoulder, focused on her phone. "Or when you crash people's parties." She murmured.

It was a Saturday morning and Chaeyoung was stretched out on her bed with Sooyoung and Yerim. A pop song was playing, and the girls were flicking through their phones and magazines and chatting about Chaeyoung's party. Sooyoung and Yerim said that it was one of the most fabulous parties they attended - a perfect way to kick off the year. For Chaeyoung, it was nothing short of a disaster. It was as if everything that could've went wrong that night did go wrong. But she decided that Sooyoung and Yerim didn't need to know that. She'll let them believe she had a blast.

Yerim reached for her phone and lowered the volume of the music that was playing.

"So Rose, has Chanyeol texted you again?"

Chaeyoung rolled her eyes. "Like ten times this morning. But he's going to have to work harder than that to get on my good side again."

In reality, he texted her three times.

First time to apologize, and second to ask her if they can talk. The third message was to correct a typo he made in the previous one. Chaeyoung opened and ignored all of them.

"He's such a ." Sooyoung said. "And, I mean, who does Jennie think she is?"

"Did you see what she was wearing too?"

Chaeyoung tried, she truly did try to act like Jennie coming back wouldn't change a thing for her. She would still be Chaeyoung. The magnetic, witty, smart, beautiful girl everyone loved to be around even for a few minutes. Chanyeol more than anyone else. But it seems like her life has fallen off tracks the moment Jennie stepped out of that plane.

Tuning out of the conversation her friends were having, Chaeyoung glanced at the vanity mirror. Even her face looked bloated.

Suddenly, she got off from the bed and walked up to her bookshelf. She stood on top of her toes, seemingly aimlessly groping the top shelf, barely reaching it. After a few moments, her hand stopped tapping the bookshelf after she found what she was searching for. She pulled it slowly.

In her hands was a slightly crumpled piece of a paper ripped out of a notebook. She stared at the familiar spiky handwriting. Not too many people made their lowercase S look like a curly number two. Writing a funny looking S was a habit Chanyeol had never been able to break.

I've been waiting patiently to tell you this for a long time but I just couldn't wait anymore. I care about you a lot, more than just a best friend. If you feel the same about me, even a little, then come meet me outside your backyard tonight when everyone else is asleep. I will wait for you.

When Chaeyoung read this note for the very first time she felt like her entire heart was going to burst like confetti. It was the most romantic thing in the world to an eight grader. She found it in the pocket of her pink backpack right after her birthday party had finished and she felt like she got a belated birthday present. Chanyeol was by far the cutest boy Chaeyoung had ever seen and a subject of her constant daydreaming. She had already started plotting how she was going to sneak out of the guest house where she was having a sleepover with Lisa, Jennie and Jisoo when her heart shattered to pieces. Her and Jennie used to get matching things, like bracelets, t-shirts, and a certain pink backpack. When she saw that the note was addressed to Jennie instead it wasn't hard to guess that Chanyeol had confused the two backpacks.

She stared at the note she had basically stolen almost ten years ago. Back then, she didn't have any doubts about not giving the note to Jennie and letting Chanyeol wait and wait until his heart was just as broken as hers was. But looking back at it, she couldn't help but wonder if it would've been better if she was a better friend, to the both of them. In a way, Jennie receiving that note could've stopped some other things from happening that night, things that still plagued Chaeyoung's mind every now and again. But most of all, despite how much she hated to admit it, Chaeyoung couldn't help but feel a sting of guilt. Whereas before Chanyeol's note only invoked jealousy, as his handwriting started to fade just like Jennie did from her memory, guilt started creeping up on her. Sometimes she despised herself for what she did to Jennie that night, because the next day the accident happened and it was the last time she had ever seen her.

Well, before she came back to ruin Chaeyoung's life.

"Rose, what's that?" Sooyoung suddenly called.

"Nothing." Chaeyoung whispered.

"Is it a luuuuuv letter?" Yerim cooed. "From a secret admirer?"

Chaeyoung glanced at Sooyoung and Yerim, who were lying on her bed in their short pleated skirts. They both started at her like wolves, as if they could smell her weakness.

"It's just some old trash." Chaeyoung laughed it off, but returned the note to the top of her shelf instead of throwing it into the trashcan.

"Anyway, look." She jumped back on the bed between them, unlocking her phone that buzzed just moments before. "Chanyeol texted me again."

*

Jennie and Lisa flashed the passes they had around their necks to a bouncer who immediately let them inside a studio that was b with people.

"I think it's this way." Lisa said, leading Jennie around a man who was being interviewed and photographed for a few different magazines. French pop music bubbled out of invisible speakers. Photographers with long-lensed digital cameras and interns pushing wheeled hangers paced past them briskly.

In front of a white wall, under the spotlights and in front of a dozen flashing cameras stood Jisoo in all her glory, a silk black dress that fit her like it was made just for her - which it probably was, Jennie later noted - falling on her body. She tossed her hair which was dyed in a darker shade of brown than the last time Jennie had seen her and parted her lips outlined with red lipstick.

"That's good." A photographer said. "Your eyes look amazing."

Before saying goodbye to Jisoo and her little cousin Yuna last night, Jisoo and Jennie exchanged their phone numbers and promised each other another outing, this time with less Chaeyoung and less chasing after high-schoolers. It came the next day, when Jisoo invited Jennie to come to her magazine shooting together with Lisa. Jennie was a bit hesitant and Lisa was absolutely thrilled. So naturally, they decided to go.

Snap. Snap. Snap.

Lisa and Jennie came closer to the Art Director's computer screen, observing the pictures that were taken. Jisoo posed and changed her expressions so effortlessly. Her movements enthralled Jennie and when Lisa leaned in to whisper "She's really good." to Jennie all she could do is keep her eyes peeled to Jisoo, barely even nodding in agreement.

"That was great. Let's take a fifteen minute break now before the next shooting." The photographer instructed before rushing off to grab a paper cup of coffee.

As soon as the camera flashes stopped, Jisoo's entire aura took a 180. The determined gaze in her eyes disappeared and she went back to her bubbly self. She spotted Jennie and Lisa right away and rushed towards them.

"Lisa, Jen!" She exclaimed and give them both a quick hug.

"That was so good." Lisa said, still looking impressed. She was staring at Jisoo as if she was starstruck, and it took Jennie a moment to remember that they haven't exactly hung out together since god knows when.

"Yeah, it wasn't bad." Jennie said, purposely making her compliment as underwhelming as she could.

Lisa smacked her shoulder.

"Oh please, your jaw dropped to the floor."

Jisoo laughed along but gave Jennie a mischievous look which Lisa completely missed and which made Jennie blush.

"Ma cherie!" A tall man with curly black hair, dressed head to toe in navy blue suddenly put his hand around Jisoo's waist. "That was wonderful! As always."

He scanned the other two girls in front of him and grinned brightly.

"Beautiful girls. Models as well I assume?"

"No, not at all." Lisa laughed, and Jennie shook her head.

The man gasped.

"You must model for me!"

"Chill Beau." Jisoo said and it immediately clicked in Jennie's head. Beau was the photo-artist Jisoo told her about last night. He shot regularly for fashion magazines such as Vogue and W, both internationally and in Korea. "They're only here to watch. Unless?" Jisoo ended with a question, arching her eyebrow.

Lisa shook her head adamantly. "No, thank you."

Jennie glanced at Jisoo who was already looking at her expectantly. She felt hot and fidgety under her stare. She has never done any sort of photoshoot before, let alone modeled. But somehow she felt l