"I'm not going, just drive me home."

"Yes, I am very sure."

Jimin was so sure that she wouldn't consider Aeri's question of fetching Minjeong at that party. She was so sure, she even declined multiple times and endured the same questions from the Japanese along the way.

But then the moment she was about to unlock the door into her apartment, her phone began to vibrate and the caller was from an unknown number.

Jimin wondered what it was and decided to answer the call. It could be anyone, and since she was now a part of a team for that competition— she thought that it would be someone from the team.

"Hello?"

"Ahh... is this sweetheart?" A girl's voice was heard.

"Sweetheart? Huh?"

"It's the contact name on this phone. You were on the top list, talk about having seven drafts of messages!" she laughed.

Jimin furrowed her brows, "Who is this?"

"Sorry for the late introduction. I'm Yuna, a friend of Minjeong... She hasn't even had a whole bottle of alcohol yet she's already wasted. I'm guessing your her girlfriend or something? I think you should fetch her."

Minjeong...?

The name caused Jimin to stay frozen in place. She wasn't expecting the unknown caller to be from Minjeong. And those seven drafts of messages? Caller ID that was named sweetheart? That was just strange.

So she changed her number...

"Hellloooo? Ya still there Ms. Sweetheart?"

"...Oh, yeah yeah. I'm still here."

"Well, are you going to fetch her or what? I think we're going to have a hard time doing that if we were to do that."

After a while of thought, Jimin slapped both of her cheeks softly and asked Yuna where the party was located. Immediately, she rode her car and drove to the mentioned place.

Thus, why she was now lost by the huge crowd inside this huge abandoned warehouse. Various colors of lights were flickering with the beats and the loud noises from the mob were drowning her ears.

It's been a while ever since Jimin went to these kinds of parties— she stopped just because of that incident where Minjeong saved her at the parking lot. Alcohol was a dangerous thing to have in places like these when alone.

It was a relief that Minjeong had friends with her.

"Woaaaahhh! It's Yu Jimin!"

"Welcome back!"

"Hey, beautiful!"

Pursing her lips, Jimin politely greeted the people who welcomed her and slid through the crowd. When she arrived into a particular room that seemed to fill some familiar faces on campus like a VIP room, the bouncer instantly noticed the girl's identity and let her in.

Jimin was a bit confused though still proceeded and lingered her eyes around the room to look for Minjeong.

It wasn't long before she did find her. Not too far from one of the long couches, Minjeong had her face covered with a towel as she was comfortably lying back on the backrest. There were a lot of popular faces seated near her, some were infamous.

Jimin felt slightly uneasy knowing this fact and swiftly approached them. Immediately, she was noticed and one of the guys present within the group raised his brows.

"Jimin!" he pointed in shock.

*THUD*

"You look like an idiot." The tall guy beside the guy smacked him lightly on the head, "Hey there, what brings you here?" he smiled at Jimin as if nothing happened. "It's been a while. Came to drink like last time?"

"Sorry, not this time Heeseung." Jimin glanced at the unconscious girl beside him, "I'm here for Minjeong."

Heeseung frowned, "Aw, that's too bad... but anyway." he gazed at the band-aid on her nose bridge. "What's up with that?"

Jimin shrugged, "Minjeong's fault."

"Wait!" Yuna sat up, "You're sweetheart?"

Jimin looked at the tall girl who sat right from Minjeong, "And you must be Yuna?"

Yuna nodded her head and flickered her eyes back and forth from Jimin to Minjeong. She had this strange expression as if aware of something which gone unnoticed by Jimin who casually approached the unconscious girl and shook her gently.

Gaining back her consciousness, Minjeong groaned and slowly sat up. The towel from her face fell onto her lap and she looked exhausted, Jimin couldn't help but stare at this and let out a faint smile.

"Oh yeah, weren't the two of you close?" Heeseung asked while pouring himself a glass of wine, "I see you two often together back when that amnesia of hers didn't happen."

"Did she tell you about that?"

"Sure did."

Jimin sighed, "Well, you guys don't mind me taking her now right?"

Yuna laughed, "Go ahead. It's not like she's going to function properly sooner anyway... also, here's her phone."

Promptly giving Jimin the phone, Yuna helped Minjeong up and handed her to the latter.

"Is she normally this weak?"

Jimin tucked the phone into her pocket before placing an arm around Minjeong's hip for support, "It's weird, I know."

"That's why I need to build up some tolerance!" Minjeong suddenly pointed her index finger up the ceiling, her eyes slightly open.

"Uhh, what are you doing?" Yuna held in her laughter.

"Cursing Samshin halmoni for giving me this weakness!"

Yuna couldn't hold it any longer and bursts out in laughter, "Wahahaha! Who the hell is Samshin?"

"Pfft." Jimin snickered, "Goddess of childbirth."

"She's really wasted," Heeseung erupted in laughter.

With a huff, Jimin patted Minjeong's shoulder with her other hand in which caused the shorter to turn her head and l