"Let's go back, or we'll be late," Jimin said as he stood up, crushing the plastic cup in his hand like paper.

"OK."

The walk was quiet and thoughtful, contrasting with their usual chatter full of smiles.

"Why are you so quiet?" Jiya broke the silence.

"Just."

"OK."

"Is he...handsome? And smart?"

"Handsome, yes. Smart, I don't know."

Jimin looked at her for the first time after leaving the cafeteria, "He doesn't know you?"

"He does."

He admitted those were the most awful words he'd heard from her.

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