Miyu Mina sighed again heavily, again raised her head from the math textbook, looked at the friends around her. Her pen, writing certain formulas in a notebook, was set aside, as was the notebook itself. Her eyes darted to the clock on the bedside table, time showed only 15 minutes from the hour they sat down at homework.

“I can't take it anymore,” she complained, stretched out on the table. - What we were asked is very difficult. My brain is no longer working, tired of all the formulas and numbers - her friends only nodded in agreement, but none of them looked up. - Maybe we can rest?

“Mina-unnie, do you want to hear the good news?” - Raised her eyes from the notes, smiled with one eye Kim Dahyun. - I like you.

“This is not news, DaHyun, but I also like you.” The fair-haired girl smiled happily, straightened the curled lock of hair behind her ear, and again focused on her studies.

“Hey, DaHyun-unnie,” called Son Chaeyeong, sitting on her right hand. When the girl did not respond, she nudged her elbow at the side. “I also have some good news.”

- What? - put the pen down on the table, sat down halfway to it, listening carefully to it.

“I like you too,” her brown eyes flashed slyly, smiling dimples shining on her cheeks.

She looked expectantly at her friend's reaction, hoping for a broad smile, but instead she saw a serious expression on her face, a thoughtful look, and heard:

- And I'm in love with you.

The awkward silence did not break until the end of the evening.

***

Minatozaki Sana arched her back, stretched out, stretched her shoulders and twisted her head in one direction and the other 5 times. A little preparation for the main workout. The usual routine before you start dancing. Stretch all the muscles so that they do not hurt later. She came first to the rehearsal room and all thanks to the fact that she pulled the lot at number 9. This number meant that the member who pulled it should come first, that is, the privilege for sleep was lost. Usually she got the numbers "5" or "7", but not today.

Honestly, she was happy to be here than to be in the room where the aura of awkwardness hovered. She has not passed since the moment that DaHyun said those words starting with the letter “l”. Sana was a little offended that DaHyun didn’t say these words to her, although she always and everywhere said the girl.

“I think I did something stupid, Nayeon-unnie,” she heard the sad voice of DaHyun, who was following her older friend into the rehearsal room. They Nayeon sympathetically patted on the shoulder, smiled at Sana. - It was not necessary for me to voice my feelings for Chaeyeong in this way. And you can’t take back the words either, and don’t joke, because ... Oh, hello, Sana-unnie - noticed the girl.

- Hello, Dubu. Nayeon-unnie, why are you so early? You pulled out "3", and DaHyun "2", you could sleep longer.

“We escaped,” she said honestly, glancing at DaHyun, who had gone deep into the hall, leaving things and changing shoes. - I pulled her out of the house.

- What is still a silent war on the part of Chaeyeong? They seemed to say hello in the morning, so what happened there after I left?

- Nothing good. Chaeyeong is silent, ignoring Dahyun’s attempts to fix everything. She speaks with everyone except her.

“So that's why DaHyun moves like a somnambulist?” She looks like a sad panda - Sana’s wanted to go and console her, but all the other members entered the room together with the coach, Chaeyeong came last.

She did not look at DaHyun, hid her eyes, but looking at her, Sana noticed a faint shade of blush on her cheeks.

***

Hirai Momo looked doubtfully at the bottle of orange juice she had taken from the refrigerator. Her hungry mind recalled when they bought it, if it was stitched when Chaeyeong entered the kitchen. She was talking on the phone, and Momo heard what she thought she should not have heard.

“Oppa, ha ha ha, don't be stupid.” No, these are all our fans, they just connected our names and that’s what happened. DaHyun and Mina are just my unnies, whom I really love.

She did not want to listen further, so Momo left the kitchen, thinking about whether she should tell the girls about this.

Heard tormented her and gnawed from within. She wanted to drop this load, but she did not know with whom to talk. But definitely not with DaHyun.

- Momorin, why are you so gloomy? You plunged into yourself, and you don’t hear what I’m calling you - a voice sounded softly, and a palm touched your shoulder just as softly so as not to frighten away thoughts.

“Nabongs, my head will burst with thoughts now.” What should I do? - Momo looked around and hugged the girl, laid her head on her shoulder.

“Tell me what happened, unnie, it will help,” she asked, gently her back. After hearing Nayeon sighed, considering everything, she said. - Leave everything as it is. Do not say anything, let them understand themselves. Chaeyeong, she herself will soon understand everything ...

“What are you talking about, unnie?” - peering into the eyes of a friend asked Momo.

“She is just a child and she needs a certain time to understand and accept everything, and perhaps to explain everything to herself.”

“You speak in riddles, Nayeon-unnie.” I do not understand…

“Take a closer look at her, pay attention to how she looks at DaHyun,” Nayeon advised, smiling sadly.

***

A few weeks have passed since the conversation between Nayeon and Momo, DaHyun’s feelings have not changed, but she no longer insisted on the answer. Chaeyeong didn’t avoid her, they talked, but they didn’t have such intimacy as before. Everything seems to be good, but something was fun in the air, and everyone was waiting for it to finally clarify something.

A couple of days ago, DaHyun told the members one piece of news when they, as always, gathered for a week's conversation.

“I confessed my love ...” she blushed sweetly and hid her face in her hair. - Girl - the blush on her cheeks was even brighter.

“We are so happy for you, Tofu!” - all but one girl hugged her and began to “groan” and “gasp”. - Who is she? Do we know her?

“Yes,” the answer came.

“You ... what did you answer?”

“I agreed to go on a date with her tomorrow ...”

One date.

Second date.

Nth date.

DaHyun is happy, although her smile does not contain the contagious laughter that was present before.

Members are happy to see such a DaHyun.

Chaeyeong is happy, but for some reason the heart does not have the happiness that she should experience in relation to her friend. And she does not understand what to do now. How to behave with the one who took DaHyun from her.

She does not admit to anyone that she is jealous, but the members, except for one, still notice.

And they secretly rejoice and hold their fists, that nevertheless the special connection between DubChaeng will return.

They are happy that their child is becoming an adult.

And he better understands his feelings.

***

Choi Tzuyu was sitting on her bed and making a face mask to go to bed when the doors opened and DaHyun came in with a towel around her head.

“Tzu, the bathroom is free,” she said, taking off her towel and drying her hair.

- Dahyni, do you still love Chaeyeong?

- Why such a question?

“Answer me,” Tzuyu asked, watching her closely.

“My answer will not change anything,” DaHyun shrugged, shaking off excess water from her hair. “Chaeyeong will ignore me again.” Besides, I'm not alone now.

- Do you love that girl? - quietly asked. - No not like this. Are you in love with her?

“No, but maybe someday my heart will respond.”

“So you're still in love with Chaeyeong?”

“Why ask if you have known the answer for a long time ... Okay, just quietly - I pressed a finger to my lips, Tzuyu nodded in all seriousness,“ yes, I'm still in love with her.

- I knew it. Unnie, try to ask Chaeyeong again. Just one more time, Tzuyu insisted, “you will be surprised at her answer.”

“Why so sure?” - the girl did not understand why Tzuyu insists so much, she did not want false hopes, but she really wanted to believe.

“Follow my advice, DaHyun-unnie,” Tzuyu smiled prettyly as the eavesdropping girl entered their common room. - Chaeyeong, the bathroom is free, you can go, I will later.

“Chaengi, you’re all right in front of you, as if you heard good news,” DaHyun noted, the girl blushed and looked at her. Her gaze pounded faster.

“Yes, I heard, Unnie — and the way these few words sounded, DaHyun thought:“Perhaps I should heed the advice of Tzuyu.”