Chapter 12

Moonbyul woke up the next morning feeling a bit dazed. She rested her arm on her forehead, the event from the previous night flashed through her mind. 'Her lips were—' She sat up quickly and tapped her cheeks. 'Don't think about it! Don't think about it!' She gave a long sigh. 'Last night was...' She rubbed her face and combed her hair back with her hand. The sun was high up in the sky when she glanced at it. She opened her window to take in the fresh air, smiling happily when she heard the birds chirping nearby. 'I can finally leave this place.'

She perked up and stretched before promptly heading for the restroom. Her mind wandered once more while she was brushing her teeth. The image of Solar's fingers caressing her face; their bodies pressing against one another; Solar's warm breath brushing past her skin. 'Those lips,' she thought as her heart began to race and a smile spread across her face. It took the toothpaste dripping out of her mouth for her to snap out of it.

"Aish," she leaned over the sink. "Why can't I stop thinking about her?" she mumbled.

She looked in the mirror. 'There's still a lot I don't understand.' She held her hand to her chest and closed her eyes. As she felt her heart beating inconsistently against her palm, she questioned, 'what are you trying to tell me? Do you know who I should trust?' She let out a long sullen sigh. 'If I follow my heart, will it mislead me?' She ran her hand across the mirror to wipe off the fog and reveal her reflection hiding within.

Her heart felt heavy, almost burdensome. "Moonbyul, do you know what you're doing?" She gripped the sink and groaned.

When she left the bathroom and checked the time, at least half an hour had passed. 'I was in there a lot longer than I thought.' She looked at the empty bag beside her bed and smiled wryly. 'I still need to pack.' She picked it up and placed it on the mattress. 'If only my emotions could be sorted this easily.' She was about halfway done when someone came charging in.

"Appa!" A little voice shrieked.

Moonbyul was startled by the sudden scream, but felt happy when Jae-Yoon hugged her. "Hey!" She ruffled his hair and picked him up, "How are you?"

"Good! I behaved!" He answered enthusiastically.

"What?" She raised an eyebrow, pondering what he meant.

"He really misses you," Park Young-Sun quickly chimed in. "That's why I brought him."

Moonbyul looked in Park Young-Sun's direction and gave a slight smile, before turning her attention back to Jae-Yoon. "You miss me?" she questioned with a big grin.

"Yes!" He nodded fervently. "I miss you THIS MUCH!" He extended his arms as far as he could. Moonbyul took the opportunity and poked his sides. He squirmed around in her arm, laughing loudly. "No fair, Appa! You're tickling me!"

"I'm sorry. I'm sorry." She snuggled him tightly, forgetting all of her worries.

"Let me help you pack," Park Young-Sun went over to Moonbyul's bag.

"You don't have to," she approached Park Young-Sun. Jae-Yoon had climbed onto her back. She made sure he had plenty of support so he wouldn't slip off.

"I want to," Park Young-Sun said sweetly. "It's the least I can do."

"I think it's better if I do it—" She wasn't sure if she should continue, noticing the sadness her words had brought to Park Young-Sun.

"Do you not like me?" she asked sullenly, gripping tightly onto Moonbyul's shirt.

"I—" Moonbyul didn't know how to respond. Luckily for her, Jae-Yoon broke the tense atmosphere and helped her escape.

"Appa!" He screamed, tapping her shoulder. "Let's go play outside!"

"No," Park Young-Sun said sternly, sounding irritated. "We're here to help your Appa pack. Don't you want her to go home?"

He was hesitant to answer her question, looking slightly shaken. "B-but—" He ducked his head, avoiding her gaze.

"Don't be too hard on him," Moonbyul jumped in, furrowing her brow. "He's a kid. It's normal that he'd want to play."

"I—that's not what I—," Park Young-Sun said nervously.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to raise my voice."

"It-it's my fault."

Moonbyul sighed. "There's still plenty of time. It's fine to play a bit."

"I—I understand."

Moonbyul turned and smiled to Jae-Yoon. "Do you want to go play?" she asked sweetly.

"C-can we?"

"Of course!" she exclaimed.

"Yay! Play time!"

He was back to his cheery self, but Park Young-Sun was not pleased with the outcome. They headed to the courtyard with Park Young-Sun in tow. She sat on a bench, just like last time, and observed as they play. Moonbyul glanced in her direction a few times, noticing that Park Young-Sun was rather apprehensive. 'I wonder what's bothering her. Does it have to do with what happened earlier?'

Park Young-Sun was anxiously glancing around while she tapped her foot incessantly. An air of impatient had surrounded her. She pulled on her fingers aggressively, giving the impression that she didn't want to be there. 'I should apologize to her later,' Moonbyul sighed softly.

"Appa! You're not paying attention!" Jae-Yoon pouted.

"I'm sorry," she said before chasing him.

It wasn't long before Solar appeared in the courtyard, smiling happily as she hugged the treasures in her arms. 'What is she doing here?' Moonbyul turned away in a panic. 'What should I do? How do I look?' Her heart was racing, it made her want to hop in place. 'What's wrong with me?'

"Appa? Are you okay? Are you tired?" He tugged her shirt, noticing the slight blush on her face.

"Y-yes, I'm fine." She laughed nervously. 'Am I?'

Moonbyul was trying to compose herself so she didn't pay attention to what was happening behind her. Park Young-Sun was blocking Solar, preventing her from getting any closer to Moonbyul. It didn't take long before it turned into a huge commotion. When Moonbyul turned around to see what the ruckus was about, Park Young-Sun was falling to the ground. 'What the—!?' She ran towards them.

"What's wrong with you guys?" she questioned angrily as she helped Park Young-Sun up and checked the wound on her palm.

"She fell by herself!" Hwasa justified.

"How could you say that after what you did?" Moonbyul couldn't believe her ears.

"It's really not what it looks like," Solar pleaded.

"If that's not it, then what!?"

Moonbyul wanted to concentrate on helping Park Young-Sun with the wound, but Solar kept shaking her arm. In her frustration, she yanked it away, using more force than she'd intended. In that moment, she heard a faint snapped and saw the items in Solar's hands scattering into the air. As she turned to face Solar, her heart ached at what she saw. Tears were dripping from Solar's eyes and her pained expression was like a bullet to Moonbyul's heart. She wanted to embrace Solar and apologized for what she had done. However, before she could even make her approach, a different surprise awaited her.

"How could you?" Solar whispered, her voice shaking. She raised her hand and slapped Moonbyul.

Moonbyul froze in place while Solar knelt down to pick up her precious belongings, Whee-In and Hwasa were helping her. As Moonbyul watched the tears silently wetting Solar's face, she couldn't stop herself from crying as well. 'I'm sorry, I didn't—' She reached her hand towards Solar but Park Young-Sun pulled her and Jae-Yoon away. With her spirit shattered, she didn't fight against Park Young-Sun's gripped. She glanced back at Solar, feeling sadder as they grew further apart.

When they made it back to her room, Moonbyul sat down and buried her face in her hand, forgetting that Park Young-Sun was still there. 'What have I done? It's all my fault.'

"Moonbyul?" Park Young-Sun shook her to get her attention, but Moonbyul didn't pay her any mind.

"Appa, are you okay?" Jae-Yoon gave her a hug.

Moonbyul dried her tears and patted his back. "I'm fine," she assured him with a smile.

"Really?"

"Of course," she said sweetly.

Park Young-Sun grabbed Moonbyul's bag and knelt down beside her. "Shall we go?"

She sighed, feeling slightly agitated. "I need a minute," she mumbled.

"What's wrong?" Park Young-Sun questioned concernedly. "Should I call the doctor?"

"No," Moonbyul shook her head and spoke softly.

"I should get one, just in case." She was ready to push the help button when Moonbyul grabbed her wrist and stopped her.

"I don't need it," Moonbyul said sternly, furrowing her brow.

"Y-you're hurting me."

"I'm sorry." She let go of Park Young-Sun. "I'm fine. I just want to be alone."

"But—" she wanted to protest.

"You two head home first." Moonbyul interrupted her. "I'll leave when I'm ready."

"Appa?" Jae-Yoon tugged her shirt and looked up at her. A sadness was apparent on his face.

"Don't worry." She knelt down and rubbed his head. "Be good, okay?"

"Okay," he said sullenly, hanging his head low.

She stood up and turned to Park Young-Sun. "Take him home," she spoke in a commanding tone.

"O-okay," she responded shakily and set down the bag. "T-take care of yourself—"

"I will."

Park Young-Sun stopped at the door and turned around. Moonbyul had rested her head on the seat back with her eyes closed. The dissatisfaction was apparent on Park Young-Sun's face as she watched. She couldn't hide her anger, fuming at the fact that Moonbyul was sad because of Solar. She glared down at Jae-Yoon, who was shaking in fear. 'Useless boy.' She gripped his hand tighter and yanked him along.

Moonbyul placed her hand on her chest as tears once again overtook her. 'Will she forgive me? Will she believe that I didn't mean it?' She beat her fist against her aching heart. Her tears were soaking the sleeve of her shirt, which was resting above her eyes. 'What should I do to make it better? What can I do? I don't even know who I am.'

In her vexation, she slammed her fist on the chair cushion. She got up and stomped around the room, 'why did I do that to her?' She ruffled her hair and groaned. 'I should have been more careful. I shouldn't have made her sad.' She placed her hands on her hips and frowned. After debating for a while, she finally came to a decision. 'I must apologize to her first. After that—I'll think about it when I cross that bridge.'

The closer Moonbyul got to Solar's room, the more anxious she became. She wandered outside the door, mumbling to herself and scratching the back of her head. After calming down, she wiped her sweaty hands on her pants before knocking on the door. She waited but there was no response. She knocked again, but the result was the same. 'She's not answering the door. I must've really made her angry.'

She rubbed her forehead and sighed, debating whether she should enter without permission. Although a part of her was against it, she couldn't stop herself from wanting to see Solar. 'Here goes nothing.' She walked in with her head held low and spoke softly, staring down at the floor.

"Sorry about coming in like this. I wanted to apologize for earlier. I didn't mean to make you sad." She took a deep breath before continuing, "if you're still angry then you can hit me as many times as you want!"

She raised her head and kept her eyes shut, anticipating another slap. While she waited, she listened for approaching footsteps or whispers, but she heard none. It was dead silent in the room. The only noise she could find were from the hospital hallway and the nearby wildlife just outside the window.

"Hello?" She called without opening her eyes. "Hello?" She said again, but no one responded. After a few second, she decided it was time to look around. She slowly opened one eye into a squint before fully opening them both. She checked the room, but Solar wasn't there. The bed was made and the closet was cleared out. It looked as if no one had lived there.

An empty feeling wrapped it claws around her. 'She's not here anymore.' A long sullen sigh left her breath as she walked out of the room. The echoed of her own footsteps vibrated in the chamber of her aching heart. 'What is this feeling?' She quickly dried her tears to avoid the unwanted attention and threw the bag over her shoulder, before heading for the exit. As she passed by the reception area, a nurse stopped her.

"Miss! Miss!" She called enthusiastically.

Moonbyul turned and raised an eyebrow. "Are you calling me?"

"Yes!" She motioned for Moonbyul to come closer.

"Is something wrong?"

"You're the patient from room 333. Miss Moon Byul-Yi, correct?"

"Yes. Did something happen?" She said worriedly.

"Nothing of the sort," she giggled loudly. "I called you because you were about to leave without taking your things."

"My things?"

"Yes," she nodded. "Your friends left them for you."

"My friends? But I don't—"

Before Moonbyul could finish, the nurse was already forcing the items onto her. "Here's a map, the key to your car, your wallet." She tapped her chin and pondered, "I think that's about it," she mumbled.

"I really don't—"

"Oh wait!" she almost squealed. "There's also a message for you." She could not contain her excitement. "Your friends wanted me to tell you," she cleared her throat and positioned herself. After taking a few deep breaths, she screamed, "YOU JERK!" which caught the attentions of everyone around her. Her co-worker, who sat nearby, smiled and shook her head as though it was a normal occurrence. When the nurse was done delivering the message, she let out a sigh of relieved and smiled. "That's it," she said sweetly, shrugging as she spoke. "Well, I hope you have a wonderful day and make sure to take good care of your health." She gave a bow and went back to work.

Moonbyul was in shock, having a medical personnel screaming at her was something she never thought could occur. She didn't know what to do, except bow her head and leave. 'Your friends, she said.' A smile spread on her face. 'Does that mean she's not that angry with me?' The thought brought her joy, almost made her giddy.

She spun the key around on her finger and whistled as she happily headed for the parking garage. 'Now, where's that car?' She walked around for a bit, pushing the button on the key until the car beeped. Once she got in, she looked at the other items that were handed to her. 'What do we have here?' She picked up the wallet and checked the contents inside. 'Cash. Cards. My ID?' She raised an eyebrow. 'I guess this wallet is mine?' She scanned it once more before putting it down.

'What's with the paper map?' She chuckled, flipping it back and forth before opening it. There were some words written on the top right corner of the map. 'Apartments I can rent? On one of this silly drawing?' She looked over the icons. 'A yellow smiling sun? A heart? A pair of legs? Heel? Skirt? Is that an angry eye? Why would I choose any of this?' She snickered. 'I can just search for apartments on my phone—' It had been hectic since she woke up. Her phone had never once crossed her mind until now. 'Did I have a phone?' She pondered for a while. 'Why can't she leave a phone instead?' She sighed. 'I guess I'll have to go buy one. Now, where's that GPS.'

Moonbyul searched the car but couldn't find any navigational system to help her. She glanced back at the paper map, unhappy she had to contend with it. After taking another look, she noticed the red star, marking her current location. 'Solar, you planned this didn't you?' She grumbled as she carefully detailed the map.

'The smiling sun is probably where she lives? Or maybe at the heart? Well, wherever she lives, that's definitely a no. She's too dangerous.' Moonbyul rubbed her chin. 'But what if she lives in one of these other locations instead? What do they even mean?' She raised an eyebrow and turned the map to view it in different perspective. After turning it 360 degree, she still couldn't understand the meaning behind the drawings. 'Screw it!' She closed her eyes and pointed to a random location. Her finger landed close to the angry eye icon. 'Well, no point in backing out now.' She drove to the destination and looked around.

The apartment building was neither luxurious nor run down. The landlord was a middle age woman, who was talking to her friends when Moonbyul stepped into the lobby. She was a gracious host and made Moonbyul feel welcome. On top of that, she was informative and respectful when she answered Moonbyul's questions. 'I wonder why she drew an angry eye on it?' Moonbyul pondered for a moment. 'Does her enemy live here or something?'

Moonbyul was satisfied with what she'd heard so far. The only thing left was to check the room. The landlady took her to room 203, which was newly furnished. The decoration was better than she'd anticipated. The door to the balcony was in the living room, which she opened to let the cool air in. She checked the sofa and bed for comfort, and to her pleasant surprise, it was softer than she'd hoped. The bathroom was clean and everything else seemed to be in place. She glanced around once more and gave a satisfactory nod, before heading back to the landlady, who was waiting for her by the door.

"I'll take it," she said with a smile.

"Told ya, ya wouldn't be disappointed." She tapped her chest proudly.

Moonbyul went with the landlady to her office and signed the lease. At first, when she landed on the angry eye icon, she thought there was something wrong with the apartment or its inhabitants. During her drive, she even deliberated on a different location, but now she was glad that she didn't.

"Thank you again." She bowed before taking her leave.

Moonbyul took her luggage up to her room, before crashing onto the couch. She let out a soft sigh and smiled as the cool breeze brushed past her skin. Her troubles left her mind for a moment before she fell asleep.

The image of coffee and tea. The happiness she felt watching a girl playing with a dog. The box of mint chocolate crashing onto the concrete as fear overtook her. A sharp pain entering her skull before the taste of blood was upon her lips. A soft cried fading into the distance as darkness clouded her vision. In the end, only nothingness welcomed her into its fold.

Moonbyul jolted up, breathing as though she was gasping for air. 'What was that?' She took a moment to calm herself and wipe the sweats rolling off of her face. She glanced around and noticed it was already dark out. 'How long did I sleep?' She rubbed her head and sighed before getting up. As she was heading to the restroom, a buzzing noise caught her attention.

"Where is that coming from?" she mumbled.

She approached her bag and raised an eyebrow. 'I don't remember having anything in there that can buzz.' She dug through her clothes and found a phone at the bottom. 'How did this get here?' The moment she grabbed the phone, the call ended.

"26 missed calls. From Master? Who the—" Before she could finish her thought, the phone buzzed again. 'Should I pick up?' She pondered for a moment. 'They've been calling this phone. It could be important. I guess I should.' "Hello?" She answered cautiously.

"Why didn't you pick up sooner!?" the shaky voice screamed. "I be tryin to get hold of you!"

"Who are you? Are you drunk?"

"Who is I? WHO I AM!?" The voice hiccupped as she spoke. "How can you forget!? JERK! You lost bet! I is your master! You make me remind you again!" she pouted. "And I tell you now, I is not drunk!" she protested. "I just forget wallet, no money. Come to club. Pay bill."

"Why should I? Where are your friends?"

"I WANT YOU! COME!"

"I don't want to go!"

"I NEED YOU! COME!" Solar ignored Moonbyul's protest, gave the address, and hung up.

"Hello? Solar ssi? Hello?" She looked at the phone and spoke sternly, "I'm not going!"

After a few minutes, she grabbed her coat and rushed out the door. She thought about taking her car but a lazily parked truck had it box in. She called the taxi services, but the ones available were too far away. 'Aish, why does she have to be so troublesome?' She looked up the club address. It was about a mile away, so she decided to run.

Moonbyul was out of breath when she arrived. She held her side and wiped her sweats, before making her entrance. 'Where is she?' She looked around and saw Solar drinking with two men. 'How dumb can she be? Doesn't she know how dangerous that is?' She stormed over and took the drink from Solar's hand.

"I think you had enough!" She placed the glass down and pulled Solar up by her arm.

"Hmm, you came for me~." She smiled and caressed Moonbyul's face.

"Hey! What do you think you're doing!?" the two men stood up and yelled. "You can join, but don't interrupt!"

Moonbyul took a step forward and wanted to give them a piece of her mind, but Solar jumped in before she could. "Gentlemen. Gentlemen," she giggled as she spoke. "She is the person I love," she wrapped her arms around Moonbyul's shoulders. "I was feeling lonely so I was chatting with you, but my love is here now," she placed her head on Moonbyul's chest, "I should go with her. Wouldn't you agree?"

"Ah, forget it," the men waved them off and sat down.

"Shall we go?" Solar looked up, still dangling from Moonbyul's neck.

"How much do you owe?" Moonbyul questioned sternly.

"What are you talking about?" She raised an eyebrow.

"You told me you forgot your wallet."

"So you do care about me?" She smiled mischievously.

"No," she protested, a slight blushed was apparent on her face. "I just want to repay my debt to you."

"Really~?" Solar spoke seductively as she leaned in closer.

"Y-yes! Stop doing that!"

"Do what?"

"L-leaning so close to me!"

"What? Afraid I'll eat you?" She licked her lips.

"You seem fine! You can get home by yourself!"

It took Moonbyul a few tries before she managed to break away from Solar's gripped. When she did however, it caused Solar to stagger and lose her balance. Moonbyul quickly wrapped her arm around Solar's waist and held her before she fell. Their bodies were touching again, causing Moonbyul's heart to stir up a storm.

"Let's drink!" Solar yelled, raising her hands in the air as though she was celebrating.

"No, let's not!"

"MORE! MORE! MORE!" She jumped in place.

"No! No! No!" She repeated sternly. "You're going home!"

"I go if you give me a piggyback ride!" she negotiated.

"No."

She turned towards the bar and screamed. "MORE SOJU PLEASE!"

"No!" She kept Solar from running away. "Please, ignore her," she said to the bartender, who gave her a nod before attending to his other customers.

"Choose one." She pouted. "Piggyback or Soju."

"Neither!"

"SOJ—" she tried to scream but Moonbyul's hand was muffling her.

"You're impossible, you know that? Drunk or sober." She sighed and wrapped her coat around Solar before getting down for Solar to climb on.

"Yay! Piggyback ride! GO PIGGY!" she commanded cheerfully.

"Stay still or you'll fall!"

"Okay~" She hugged Moonbyul tightly.

"Where do you live?" she questioned once they got outside.

"Everywhere!" she proclaimed and whirled her finger through the air.

"I'm serious. Where do you live?"

"I live where you live!" She giggled.

"You're impossible," Moonbyul mumbled and took out her phone to call for a taxi but Solar took it from her before she could. "Hey! Give that back!"

Solar slid off from Moonbyul's back and hid the phone behind her. "No," she said happily.

"Give it here!" She tried to snatch it back.

"No!" She tucked it in her bra.

"Seriously?" She bit her lip in frustration.

"Get it if you dare!" She puffed out her chest.

"You are—" She took a deep breath and groaned. "If you don't give it back then I'll leave you here."

"FINE!" Solar pouted. "MORE SOJU PLEASE!" she screamed as she wobbled back towards the bar.

"Come back here!" She held Solar's hand and pulled her back.

"Are you going to leave me?" She gave an innocent look, almost as if tears would fall at the snap of her fingers.

Moonbyul could only sigh in defeat. "Will you be good?"

"Yes~," she said cutely and saluted. "Now piggyback me!"

"Tell me where you live first?"

"PIGGY~!" Solar stomped in place.

"You said you'll be good!"

"PIGGY~!"

"Lord, help me," she mumbled. "Fine, get on."

"YAY~!"

"Now, will you tell me where you live?"

"Okay, I'll tell you." Solar giggled as she leaned next to Moonbyul's ear and whispered, "I live under the sea. I'm a mermaid on a secret mission to learn more about humanity."

"Can't you be serious?"

"I am serious!" she protested. "I told the truth! Solar only tell the truth!" She squirmed.

"Okay, okay! You don't lie. Now, stop moving around." She sighed. "Guess I have no choice but to take you back to my place."

"YAY! We're going on an adventure! MARCH PIGGY MARCH!" she screamed happily.

Moonbyul kept sighing on the way back to her apartment, while Solar screamed, laughed, and cheered as she pleased. She never thought she had the strength to carry Solar all the way, and found it quite surprising when she managed to. Even when they had reached the apartment complex, Solar wouldn't stop screaming.

"Quiet down!" Moonbyul spoke sternly. "You're disturbing other people!"

"How so!?" She frowned. "It's fine, they're partying anyway!"

"Not everyone stay out late," she scolded. "Unlike someone," she mumbled. "People want to sleep!"

Solar pondered for a second before biting Moonbyul's shoulder. "See, you screamed! You can't forbid me when you do it too! It's unfair!" she protested.

"You bit me! It hurts!" She groaned. "I don't scream random nonsense like you!"

"Oh, is that so?" she said sarcastically. "It's because I scream nonsense. Is that it?"

"Yes." Moonbyul raised both of her eyebrows as she nodded.

"Fine! I LOVE YOU! I LOVE YOU! I LOVE YOU!"

"Stop it!" she grumbled. "I get it. It's not nonsense. Now, stop screaming."

Once they were inside her apartment, she closed the door with her foot and dropped Solar's heels beside it. She took Solar into the bedroom and gently lay her down. When she tried to stand up, Solar grabbed her tie and pulled her closer. She held herself up with her arms, keeping her distance from Solar.

"Where are you going?" Solar questioned flirtatiously.

"The sofa," she answered sternly. "If you don't mind, let go of my tie." She tried to yanked it loose but Solar rolled it around her hand.

"But I don't want you to go!" She pulled Moonbyul closer until their bodies were pressing against one another. She wrapped her arms around Moonbyul's shoulders and smiled mischievously. "Isn't this warmer? Why not stay awhile?"

"I rather not." She struggled to get away.

"Haven't I express my feelings enough?" she pouted.

"You express everything just fine."

"It doesn't seem like it." She cleared her throat and screamed, "I LOVE YOU EVEN THOUGH YOU'RE A JERK!"

"STOP SCREAMING!" A few stomped accompanied by a scream came from upstairs.

The sudden noise from her neighbor startled Moonbyul, who instinctively muffled Solar with her hand. "I told you to stop screaming!" she scolded. "See, you're disturbing others." She sighed, "If I let go, will you stop?" Solar nodded and as agreed, Moonbyul took her hand off of Solar's mouth.

"You want me to stop?" Solar tilted her head cutely.

"Of course!"

"Then kiss me," she demanded.

"W-what? No!" the flustered Moonbyul protested.

"I HA—" Solar's scream was silenced. She didn't like that, so she bit Moonbyul's hand.

"Ow, why did you bite me!?"

"I HATE YOU!!!"

"DAMN BRAT! STOP SCREAMING!!!" The angry stomping was even louder this time. "IF I HAVE TO COME DOWN THERE, I'LL BEAT YOUR ASS!!!"

"COM—" Moonbyul silenced her once more before she got them both in trouble. Solar tried to bite her again, but Moonbyul was able to retreat in time.

"Please, stop screaming," Moonbyul pleaded.

She looked into Moonbyul's eyes and questioned, "Are you going to kiss me?"

"No," she replied without hesitation.

"Fine! I'll—"

Solar closed her eyes and a smile spread across her face. She caressed Moonbyul's face as their lips touched.