“Heeyyy Tomi! That’s a nice top you have there!”

“Thanks I—” Hitomi’s eyes immediately narrow in suspicion, and she jumps to her feet, raising her fists as if preparing to fight. "State your business there or suffer my wrathful fist. This is a threat."

Sensing an immediate danger if she takes a wrong move, Yuri holds her hands up in surrender, her eyes wide in disbelief. “The heck?” She puts her hands back to her side as Hitomi immediately relaxes. “It was a compliment, Jesus.”

"I can't be too careful," Hitomi says with a shake of her head. She lowers her fighting stance, allowing Yuri to sit next to her to inspect the blouse that certainly is new. "What? Don't tell me you want to borrow it after this."

"Bang on the money, Honda." Yuri laughs. "I like the style. Where did you get it?"

“Oh, I don’t know. It’s from Chaewon unnie.”

“Chaewon unnie?”

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