“Should I try the game again?” muttered Yi-Yoo.0

Her friends shook their heads.0

“It’s too late to start over. It’s like playing the stock market. There’s a saying that if you consider doing something, it may already be a widely adopted practice by the time you decide to act on it. So...you shouldn’t do it.”0

“I guess…”0

“You should work on your certifications and prepare for job applications. You will be graduating soon.”0

“Ugh. I’m already dreading it…”0

Yi-Yoo was chatting with her friends at a café in front of their school. They were trying to seek relief from the heat while indulging in shaved ice in the air-conditioned café.0

“How is your oppa doing? He seemed to be caught up in something urgent last time?” asked Bo-Ra.0

“He said it was nothing. He asked me to apologize to you.”0

“He shouldn’t be sorry. I went to such a nice restaurant thanks to him. I had no idea you were rich. It’s like you were born with a silver spoon in your mouth.”0

“Hey, it was my first time too,” protested Yi-Yoo.0

Ban Tae-Hoon, who was hanging out with them, was dozing off in the corner. Apparently the guys got together yesterday and drank all night.0

Yoon Bo-Ra clicked her tongue disapprovingly at him. “How pathetic.”0

“…I can hear you,” muttered Ban Tae-Hoon.0

“Us noonas live diligent lives...0