“MinAh~.”
MinAh, who was drinking water in the resting area, twitched when she heard the slow and savory voice calling her.
“Sa…SamSoon.”
“Whatcha doin’? ‘Rinkin’ wa’er?”
“Yeah…haha.”
Jung MinAh laughed awkwardly.
She was fed up with dealing with Lee SamSoon, who was carefree and like a tomboy.
But as her skills were good, she couldn’t say anything and there was nothing that she could pick on in the dorms…
She knew that she was a good friend, but it was uncomfortable to get close to her. She was too different to the people that Jung MinAh knew about.
“Can you give me a cup?”
“…Here.”
Jung MinAh was awkward in a different sense.
However, Lee SamSoon came close to her without any restraint.
Jung MiniAh found such Lee SamSoon very uncomfortable.
‘Just how did a person like her get chosen for the team?!’
This was a question that Jung MinAh had.
A tomboy look with an accent.
Who would like such a girl?
Jung MinAh really didn’t like such a girl.
More than Ailee, who get called by the trainer because she makes mistakes every day!
Whether she knew or not, Lee SamSoon kept calling out to her friendlily.
“Ya’know? Today’s singing prac’ice, rite?”
“Y, yeah. I, it is.”
“Singin’s so hard. Can MinAh sing well?”
“No, I…I’m no good. JooYeon’s good.”
“Oh, raelly? I should ask JooYeon for help, then.”
After a ‘thanks for the drink’, Lee SamSoon disappeared like an arrow.
Not minding everything else, she was an energetic colleague.
Jung MinAh softly shook her head while looking at Lee SamSoon’s disappearing back.
“Ah, she doesn’t fit with me…”
“Who does?”
“Hiiik!!”
At the sudden man’s voice, Jung MinAh was exaggeratedly shocked.
When she turned back, KangYoon was there.
“Ahjussi!! I was scared!!”
“We’re at the company.”
“Ok, ok. Team Leader. Anyway, I almost felt my heart drop. From when were you there?”
“From when you said that you didn’t fit with SamSoon.”
KangYoon bought some snacks from the shop and sat in front of Jung MinAh.
Dieting was normal for those trainees so they sold a lot of diet snacks at the shop as well.
The snacks that KangYoon bought were of those kind as well.
“Thank you. But should I really eat something like this?”
“If you don’t want it, then I’ll eat them.”
“…No, it’s alright.”
Hunger was the best spice.
To Jung MinAh, who had to control her diet, these snacks were in truth, a blessing.
To Jung MinAh, who picked up the tofu-snack and soybean milk, KangYoon started asking about the things he was curious about.
“Do you really don’t get along with SamSoon?”
“That is…”
“Did you fight?”
“It’s not that, but