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She takes a sharp breath. “I can’t be friends with you anymore. I know that sounds really mean, but it’s not your fault and it’s complicated. So please stop texting or calling me, okay?”

“Wait, what—”

Minjee hangs up, cutting me off.What the—?

I bring my feet up to where I’m sitting in the bus, wrap my hands around my knees, and watch the world outside go by as I try to make sense of what just happened.

The next day, I’m a total mess. I forget my lines and I come in when it’s not my cue. It gets so bad that Director Cha yells at me, “Leave and come back when you’re ready to take this more seriously!”

I bow apologetically and walk away from where the crew’s set up.

We’re shooting scenes at the Starfield Library in the COEX Mall at Gangnam today, which means all the people standing by the barriers we’ve set up to prevent disruptions saw me getting scolded by the director. And probably took pictures of it.

I pull up the hood of my jacket over my face and sit alone at one of the tables. On-location scenes at public places like this are sometimes fun but also nerve-racking. Thankfully, people are usually respectfully quiet when the camera is rolling, but it sucks to have a live audience watching every bad take you do.

From where I’m sitting, I stare up at one of the huge, two-storied floor-to-ceiling bookcases of the library. Golden-white lights line the shelves, creating a luminous and calming effect. Since I don’t want to think about anything else, I scan the books on the shelves, trying to see if I’ve read any of them.

“Hey!”

I look up to see Bryan running toward me, accompanied by the enthusiastic hoots and cheers of our onlookers.

“Are you okay?” he asks after flashing everyone a bright grin.

I beckon him over.

He sits down across from me at the table and whispers so only I can hear, “Okay, what’s up?”

“It’s Minjee,” I say. “I finally got a hold of her yesterday and she said she suddenly doesn’t want to be friends with me anymore. I’ve known her since middle school! And as far as I know, nothing’s happened between us, so... I’m really confused.”

Bryan sits back in his chair and crosses one leg on top of the other, winking back at the crowd when they scream at his pose.

I groan. “I really can’t have a conversation with you like this.”

“Sorry,” Bryan says, not sounding at all apologetic. “But, okay. She didn’t give you any reason at all when you spoke to her? Not even a ‘Wow, Hana, you’re such a jerk!’?”

I laugh when Bryan tries to imitate Minjee. He overshoots his voice, so he ends up sounding more like a chipmunk than an actual human being.

“Funny, but no,” I reply.

Bryan frowns but doesn’t say anything.

“What?” I ask.

He sighs. “Okay. It’s probably not my place to interfere, but Ireallywant to finish today’s scenes so we can get out of here. And it’d suck for production to be delayed again. So...”

“So?”

“What if I gave you a chance to talk to her again, but face-to-face this time? Remember how I said I’m going to be at the dojang with her tomorrow? Youcouldcome by and talk to her then, after we’re finished training, that is. Want the address?”

Some part of me wonders if talking to Minjee face-to-face will even change anything. But I want to do anything I can to save my friendship with her.

“If it isn’t too much trouble,” I say. “That’d be great.”

“Okay, I’ll text you. But can youpleasebrush up on yourlines real quick and focus so we can go home already?”

I nod. “Thanks, and yeah, will do. Give me a few minutes and I’ll be ready to go.”

“Thank youverymuch,” Bryan dramatically says in English. “Let’s finish up.”

Energized by the hope of being able to talk to Minjee, I quickly go over my lines and rejoin everyone else. We finish the scenes in half the time we—okay,I—spent making mistakes.

Later that day, Bryan sends the dojang’s address, as promised.

Good luck, he also texts.Fair warning: Minjee has a terrifying roundhouse kick. I’m talking about one hit KO level destructive. So, if she tries to kill me for this, save me!!!

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