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"Aera!" Appa shouted from downstairs just as I applied the last coat of mascara.

I sighed, running down the stairs to where my father was sitting which was in the living room, reading a newspaper whilst Jiah was hurriedly packing her things inside her huge bag then taking a binding folder and placing it under her arm before bolting out the front door. My heart went out to Jiah, knowing that being a principal of a school must be hard but if she liked her job then there's nothing I could say.

"Yes appa?" I asked, sitting down next to my father before snuggling into his side that had him ruffle my hair and smile. "Appa, I just got my hair done."

"You sound just like Harin," my father replied with a shake of his head. "Anyway, you're not going school today."

I arched an eyebrow. "Why?"

My father's eyes darted around, trying to avoid eye contact that had my suspicions grow until Harin skipped down the stairs, kissing my father on the cheek before dragging me away. My father exhaled in relief before going back to his newspaper as Harin smiled sweetly at me.

Harin has been acting weird ever since Yeonjun picked her up from school the other day but I didn't question it just in case it might be, you know, personal. I ran a hand through my hair as if trying to brush it out until Harin threw my phone at me as I caught it swiftly, not wanting my baby to die.

"We're going shopping!" Harin exclaimed with a clap of her hands.

My jaw dropped as I looked behind at my father but all he did was not notice anything. I sighed. "Shopping with you is so hard."

"Silly," Harin patted my on the shoulder with a smile. "We're going shopping for you."

"Why can't we do that on the weekends?" I asked suspiciously.

Harin looked around as if searching for an excuse but apparently she couldn't think of one because by the time I blinked twice, I was already in Harin's Porsche as she drives on the road that led to the mall. I glared at Harin but all she did was sing-along to Blackpink's boombayah song.

After dancing and singing along to many Blackpink's songs, Harin finally pulled up to a space where she barked then bolted out of the car and before could even open my door. Harin
managed to fling open my passenger door seat then dragged me out of the car.

I sighed heavily as I watched her black curls bounce on her shoulders, her arms linked with mine as she pulled me inside each store, apparently trying to find a perfect outfit which had me even more confused so I assumed we were just going to a party or something. I had long forgotten about Soobin, not caring what he does anymore because it clearly looks like he wasn't the same Soobin I knew ages ago.

"That's the one!" Harin exclaimed excitedly after I exited the crowded, small change room that was filled with so many colourful floor length dresses.

it's been two hours.

"Are we going to a party or some ball on the weekend?" I questioned as I sighed, looking up
at the mirror standing betore me as examined the dress

The dress was plain, black. Of course. Who doesn't love black, right? It was a strapless dress that held my breasts comfortably, also tightening my waist to make it more curvy but it was still comfortable. Then from the knees on, it wasn't' tight at all, it was like a flowy kind of thing....I guess.

"Quickly, we only have a few more hours left!" Harin shouted, ushering me inside the change room so I could get changed back into my normal clothes right after her eyes widened at the watch that sat on her wrist.

I changed back into my normal clothes which consisted of grey sweat pants, a grey Nike jumper and black and white, Adidas Superstars. Harin grabbed the dress carefully before we made our way to the counter where the cash register lady was looking absolutely bored. She lazily scanned the price tag before harshly grabbing the dress.

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