She walked home with her hat pulled over her head. 

As she thought back to her date, a smile stole across her face, “He’s quite the whimsical guy.”

He had given her a mask and taken her on a date out of nowhere. It had been a long time since she’d had fun without something worrying her. Her heart was still beating fast. 

He seemed so indifferent, but she saw how much he cared. It made her heart race.

Ddi-ring.

[Don’t shampoo your head tonight. The medicine will be washed away. Just sleep.]

“Pfft. What the heck?”

Is he trying to open a beauty parlor? When the fireworks went off and people crowded around the two of them, Woojin gave her some kind of medicine as a present. He’d gently applied it on her head.

At first, it had stung, but it quickly melted away to a refreshing tingle. It had coaxed her out of her panic attack. 

Jiwon texted him back, quietly laughing. 

[Yes, yes. Thank you for the good time today. Mr. Beautician should hurry on in and rest.]

“Heh heh.”

She had come home fairly early, so when Jiwon arrived at the dorm, Haejin and Nayoung was about to head out for their night shift.

“Uh? Are you guys going to work now?”

“….”

Haejin and Nayoung gave her the cold shoulder and left the room without a word when they were ready. 

Jiwon shrugged, “Whew.”

She was used to being ignored. Jiwon started to get ready for bed, washing her face. When she came out, she saw a box of chicken on the kitchen table. 

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