“I—” Minjeong inhales, “I don’t have a girlfriend.”

Minjeong looks at her expectantly, Jimin nods. Okay, she doesn’t have a girlfriend. MathGod™, soccer team’s captain, president of student council, everyone’s-ideal-type-and-first-love, kind, compassionate, Kim Minjeong — whom Jimin looks at yearningly and lovingly every Wednesday when they share chemistry together, the girl who she was willing to go to detention for after classes even when she did not even do anything wrong, and the sole reason why she would be graduating (?) at the same school and not expelled during her last semester — doesn’t have a girlfriend.

“Cool, cool,” Jimin replies nonchalantly.

(Or Jimin likes Minjeong, and Minjeong likes Jimin. But both are useless lesbians and so they suffer. Tragically. And then got married.)