A Close Call on the Phone

It wasn't as though eating dinner with Minsu oppa was unusual—we did it often—so I had no idea why I was this nervous. Was it because we'd decided to go out and spend a day together—on a date, I mean? Saying we'd decided to play together sounded strange somehow, but never mind.

Should I ask him which days he was free? I wasn't sure how to bring it up... If I brought it up first, it might seem like he was simply going along with me, but if I said nothing, I'd look like a frustratingly unresponsive person...

"Jia? What are you thinking about?"

"Oh, it's nothing."

Had I been thinking about it too deeply? Since unnie had been worried, I said it was nothing, but I couldn't control my expression, so that was all I could do besides make excuses. Unnie apparently didn't intend to press me, either, and quietly began eating dinner.

Minsu oppa had been paying attention to me too, but when Jiyeon unnie and I quietly began eating, he picked up his spoon as well. As always, unnie's cooking was delicious. It definitely contained seasoning, but it was a healthy? sort of dish with only as much sugar as necessary. Since daily life already provided us with enough sugar, she didn't add much unless sugar was essential, like when making stew with sour kimchi.

That day, I don't remember exactly why, but there had been times when I craved sugar, just as unnie said. But that was something like the mystery of the human body, so it didn't count.

...I'm not denying that there was a period of about a week when I completely surrendered to sugar and hormones. Probably...

"Jiyeon-ssi, when was the last time you went out to have fun with Jia?"

"It's been a while, hasn't it? I have to go to work, while Jia plays with friends who are on vacation or rests at home..."...