Dahyun sat at the kitchen table with Sunoo, picking at her breakfast absentmindedly. Her mind was preoccupied with thoughts of Sana and the way her heart raced whenever the other girl was around.

Sunoo noticed the distant look in Dahyun's eyes and nudged her gently. "Hey, you okay? You seem a bit out of it this morning."

Dahyun looked up at Sunoo, grateful for the distraction. "Yeah, I'm fine. Just thinking about stuff," she replied, offering a small smile.

Sunoo raised an eyebrow, sensing that there was more to the story. "Stuff? Like what?"

Dahyun hesitated for a moment before deciding to confide in her brother. "Well, it's kind of complicated. I think I might have feelings for someone, but I don't know what to do about it," she admitted, her cheeks flushing with embarrassment.

Sunoo leaned back in his chair, looking thoughtful. "Hmm, well, who is this someone? Maybe I can help you figure out what to do."

Dahyun sighed, feeling a weight lifted off her shoulders as she began to explain everything to her brother. She told him about Sana, about how kind and thoughtful she was, and how her heart raced whenever they were together.

Sunoo listened carefully, nodding along as she spoke. "It sounds like you really like her, noona. Have you thought about telling her how you feel?"

Dahyun shook her head, feeling nervous at the thought of confessing her feelings. "I don't know if I'm ready for that yet. I don't want to risk our friendship if things don't work out," she explained.

Sunoo nodded understandingly. "I get that, but sometimes you have to take risks in order to get what you want. Maybe you should talk to her and see if she feels the same way."

Dahyun considered his words for a moment before nodding slowly. "Yeah, you're right. I should talk to her and figure out where we stand. Thanks, Sunoo. You always know what to say."

Sunoo grinned, happy to have helped his sister. "No problem, that's what siblings are for. Just remember to be honest with yourself and with her, and everything will work out in the end."

Dahyun smiled gratefully, feeling a sense of relief at having someone to talk to about her feelings. She made a mental note to talk to Sana as soon as possible, hoping that everything would work out between them.

"Is everything okay at Dad's?" he asked suddenly.

Dahyun took a deep breath and looked down at her hands, clasped tightly together in her lap. "I... I don't know, Sunoo," she admitted, her voice barely above a whisper. "You know how things have been between us. We never really got along, and I always feel like I'm walking on eggshells around him."

Sunoo's expression softened as he reached across the table to place a comforting hand on her arm. "I'm sorry, sis. I wish there was something I could do to help."

Dahyun smiled weakly at her younger brother, grateful for his support. "Thanks, Sunoo. It means a lot to me."

Just then, Mrs. Kim emerged from the kitchen with plates of steaming hot food. "Breakfast is served!" she announced cheerfully, setting the plates down in front of her children.

Dahyun and Sunoo suddenly grew quiet, not wanting to bring up the painful topic in front of their mother. They both knew how much pain their father had caused their family and didn't want to upset Mrs. Kim.

Mrs. Kim noticed the sudden silence and looked between her children curiously. "Is everything okay?" she asked, concern etched on her face.

Sunoo quickly spoke up, "Oh, we were just...talking about, uh, volleyball, mom. It's nothing to worry about."

Mrs. Kim raised an eyebrow, not entirely convinced by her son's response. "Are you sure?" she asked, knowing her children too well.

Dahyun and Sunoo exchanged a quick glance before Dahyun spoke up, her voice hesitant. "Actually, we were talking about...our dad," she admitted, her eyes downcast.

Mrs. Kim's eyes filled with pain at the mention of her husband. She looked down at her plate, her mind drifting back to a time when they were all together, a happy and seemingly perfect family.

Mrs. Kim looked up at her children, her eyes softening as she spoke. "How is your father doing, Dahyun?" she asked, her tone gentle.

Dahyun let out a deep sigh, unsure of how to respond. She didn't know how to feel about her mother still being concerned about her father, despite everything he had done to their family. "Mom, you don't have to ask about him. You're doing fine without him," she said quietly.

Sunoo nodded in agreement, his expression serious. "Yeah, we're better off without him," he added firmly.

Mrs. Kim's eyes filled with pain at her children's words, but she knew deep down that they were right. "I know, but...he's still your father. I just...hope he's doing okay," she said softly, her voice trailing off.

Dahyun and Sunoo exchanged a glance, knowing that their mother still held a soft spot for their father, despite everything that had happened.

"I...always remind him to take his meds," Dahyun said softly. "There is nothing to worry about, mom."

Sana rubbed the sleep from her eyes and made her way down the stairs. As she descended, she could hear the sound of her parents' laughter echoing through the house. She smiled at the familiar sound and walked into the dining room, where her parents were already seated at the table.

"Good morning, Mom and Dad," Sana greeted them, still feeling a little groggy.

"Good morning, sweetie," her mom replied, smiling warmly. "We've been waiting for you."

Sana looked at the spread on the table and saw that everything was ready for breakfast. She raised an eyebrow, puzzled. "Waiting for me?" she asked.

Her dad chuckled. "Yes, we wanted to have breakfast together as a family," he explained.

Sana felt a warm feeling in her chest at the thought of spending time with her parents. They had always been close, and she cherished these moments together. "That's sweet of you," she said, taking a seat at the table.

Her mom poured her a cup of coffee, and Sana sipped it gratefully. "So, what's the plan for today?" she asked.

Her dad grinned. "We thought we'd go to the beach, maybe have a picnic or something."

Sana's eyes lit up at the mention of the beach. She loved spending time by the ocean and soaking up the sun. "That sounds great!" she exclaimed.

Her parents smiled at Sana's enthusiasm for the beach, but then her mom turned to her with a serious expression. "So, how's school going, sweetie?" she asked.

Sana shrugged. "It's going well, Mom. I'm keeping up with my classes and my grades are good."

Her dad nodded, but then asked, "Have you joined any clubs yet?"

Sana hesitated before answering. "No, not yet," she admitted. "I'm starting to feel a little pressured, though. It seems like everyone else has already joined something, and I don't want to be left out."

Her mom reached over and squeezed her hand reassuringly. "Don't worry about that, Sana. Joining a club should be something you do because you're interested in it, not because you feel like you have to."

Her dad nodded in agreement. "Take your time and find something you're passionate about, Sana. You don't have to rush into anything."

Sana felt a little better at her parents' words. She knew they were right, but the pressure to fit in was still there. She took another sip of her coffee and smiled at her parents. "Thanks, guys. I'll keep that in mind."

Her dad chuckled and ruffled her hair affectionately. "No worries, buddy. We're here to support you no matter what," he said with a warm smile.

Sana grinned, feeling grateful for her parents' love and support. She knew she could always count on them to be there for her, through thick and thin. "I really appreciate it, dad," she said, feeling a surge of affection for her family.

Sana's mom couldn't resist teasing her daughter a bit, "Speaking of keeping things in mind, have any boys started chasing after you yet?"

Sana blushed at the question, "Mom, stop it," she protested.

Her dad chuckled, "We can't help it, Sana. You're too pretty for your own good."

Sana rolled her eyes, but couldn't help feeling a little pleased at the compliment. "No, Mom. No boys are chasing after me," she answered, trying to sound nonchalant.

Her mom raised an eyebrow, "Are you sure about that? I remember when your father started chasing after me."

Sana's dad chimed in, "Yes, I was relentless. But it all worked out in the end, didn't it?"

Sana couldn't help but laugh at her parents' playful banter. They always knew how to lighten the mood and make her feel better. "Yeah, yeah, you guys are the best," she said, grinning.

Sana suddenly asked, "But what if it's girls who are chasing after me instead?"

Her parents exchanged a surprised glance before her dad chuckled. "Well, if I were some other girl, I would do the same, Sana," he said, causing all of them to laugh.

Sana's mom nodded in agreement, "Love is love, Sana. It doesn't matter if it's a boy or a girl."

Sana smiled at her parents' acceptance and openness. She knew she could always count on them to love and support her, no matter what. "Of course...always supportive," she said, feeling grateful.

Her dad patted her hand, "Always, buddy."

Sana's mom furrowed her brow in thought. "Speaking of friends, I saw a girl walking you home yesterday. Does she live around here?" she asked.

Sana nodded. "No, she doesn't. But she visits sometimes because her mother and younger brother live in the area," she explained.

Her dad looked amused. "Ah, I see. So, if you were someone else, you might be chasing after Sana too, huh? That's literally stalking, honey. Did you watch them by the window?" he teased.

Sana rolled her eyes again, but she couldn't help feeling a little embarrassed at the thought. "Dad, stop it," she said, trying to sound annoyed.

Her mom chuckled. "Well, it's good that you're making new friends, Sana. You should invite her over sometime," she suggested.

Sana's dad smiled. "Actually, why don't you invite her to come with us to the beach today?" he suggested. "We can all have a picnic together."

Sana's eyes lit up at the idea. "That's a great idea, Dad! I'll text her and see if she's available," she said, already reaching for her phone.

Jeongyeon, Nayeon, Jihyo, and Momo collapsed onto the couches in Nayeon's living room, completely exhausted from doing something outside.

Nayeon, the host of the day, looked around at her friends and asked, "Anyone want something to drink? I have juice, soda, water..."

Jeongyeon, still trying to catch her breath, spoke up first. "I want some juice, please."

Nayeon shook her head, a playful smirk on her face. "Nope, sorry Jeongyeon. Water only for you."

Jeongyeon let out a groan, but the other girls couldn't help but laugh at her disappointment.

Jihyo chimed in, "I'll have some water too. Gotta hydrate after all that...stretching limbs."

Momo nodded in agreement, "Same here. Water is good."

Nayeon got up from her seat and headed to the kitchen, still grinning mischievously. The other girls watched her go, still chuckling at Jeongyeon's denied request for juice.

As Nayeon returned with a tray of water glasses, Jeongyeon couldn't help but friend, "What happened to 'I have juice, soda, water...'?"

Nayeon shrugged, still smirking. "I had to keep you guys in check somehow. Plus, water is good for you," she said, handing out the glasses.

As they all sipped their water, Jihyo suddenly spoke up, "So, are you guys ready for our vlog in a few moments?"

Nayeon's eyes widened with excitement, and she let out a scream that nearly deafened Jeongyeon. "Yes, yes, yes! Let's do it!" she exclaimed, bouncing in her seat.

Jeongyeon rubbed her ear, "Geez, Nayeon. Calm down a bit, will you?" she said, laughing.

Momo grinned, "I'm excited too. This vlog is gonna be so fun."

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