Invisible String || PURINZ

07 • what does it mean?

Goodbye loser-Yunjin and hello drunk-Yunjin.

The girl clung onto Kazuha for dear life as she tried imitating a funny social media dance they saw a few nights before.

Everything was fine, except for the fact that a certain someone refused to acknowledge her existence. Maybe this was karma for two years ago.

And then there was the issue of not being able to focus well. She kept bumping into corners, until she eventually landed on the couch next to Kazuha.

Chaewon was somewhere in the kitchen talking to Aeri, but it's not like Yunjin cared about that. It wasn't her business, and Chaewon could ignore her all she liked. She didn't care because she had other friends here, and stupid Chaewon–

"I can see the gears turning. She's thinking, guys, she's using her brain." Kazuha announced. She was so close to Yunjin that she could feel the girl's breath on her cheek.

With a sigh, the blue-haired girl gave her a soft push. "I don't want to think. Make me un-think." She groaned, brushing her hand through her silky hair.

"Oh, are we thinking about hot men? Did someone break Yunjinnie's heart?" The other made a sad face.

Yunjin didn't know whether to laugh or cry. She wasn't even sure why it bothered her so much: one day of less contact wouldn't kill either of them.

And yet it felt that way.

Everything has been feeling weird lately. Weird, unfamiliar and scary. And the source of it all was Kim Chaewon.

Yunjin wished more than anything to just go back to her old self.

Heaving a sigh, she shook her head. "I don't know. I feel so lost." She muttered.

"Okay, I'm too drunk for this. I can only offer you a lapdance." Kazuha blinked for a very long time as she patted her friend's shoulder.

Yunjin stared at her with a face of horror. "Sakura, you gave her too much to drink! We've got lapdance-Zuha." She called.

Sakura left her conversation with Minjeong to inspect the other Japanese girl. She wiggled her eyebrows which was meant to look suggestive, but instead she just looked funny.

"You guys are terrible." Yunjin sighed.

—x—

Chaewon didn't want to think about it. She made sure not to have a single thought about Huh Yunjin, which meant not even looking at her.

So she ended up in the kitchen with Aeri.

The girl was sitting on the kitchen counter, kicking her legs off the side. Aeri leaned on the counter next to her.

"Are you sure you're fine? You've had way more than the rest of us. God knows why." The girl sighed.

Chaewon shrugged. She didn't care if the room was spinning: she just wanted to stop feeling stupid things and thinking stupid thoughts.

"I'm fine," She replied, trying her absolute best to sound sober.

A few minutes later, Minjeong walked inside the kitchen. She was bent over, giggling relentlessly. "Kazuha's— hic— trying to give Sakura a lapdance!" She laughed.

Chaewon's eyes widened. "They're– they're what?" She asked in disbelief.

A few loud and uneven footsteps marched up to the kitchen. "I've seen enough, let's go home." A distressed Yunjin appeared.