"You okay?"

"I'm far from okay."

"That's kind of your daily mood," Yuri pauses, sipping her caffeine drink noisily as she sits down next to the slumping woman in a white coat. "But you look like you're heartbroken or something."

Instead of reacting as usual, Minjoo only raises her head from her folded arms, then sighs at her best friend. "...Do you have time for a tale?"

Yuri eyes her watch. "Got one hour for lunch but what is lunch? I want tea. Your tea."

Minjoo expels a tired sigh.

"Yesterday, I met a girl when I was shopping for groceries," Minjoo takes another deep breath as she straightens her posture, only to slump again against her table. "She's—you know what's my type, right?"

"Beautiful, cute, elegant,--" Yuri shrugs "--not too tall and not too short?"

"Yes." Again, Minjoo releases a tired groan. "She fits. Every single thing. Plus, she's also a 3D Japanese and got cute bunny teeth."

"Damn you're smitten."

"I am!" To Yuri's surprise, Minjoo begins to sob and bang her fists against the poor plastic table. Minjoo is probably one of the most emotional friends, but Minjoo is never the one who lets out her frustration by violence. "I got her number and she got my number. We hit it off and went to a cafe until it's evening and we actually exchanged texts this morning."

"Oh no