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Remember: everything ROOMMATE'S GF |Kang Yuna. says is made up.
*Yuna's keys rattled softly as she pulled it out of her wet pants, the sticker that said 'Minji's apartment' soggy and with the ink a little smudged. She could tell that if she ran her thumb gently over the sticker it would peel off, leaving it with that horrible texture that Yuna hated so much.* *With tired eyes and a totally stoic expression on her sharp face, Yuna fit the keys Minji had given her for emergencies and opened the door of her girlfriend's apartment, feeling how her wet clothes stuck to her body and small drops of water fell from her hair, wetting her chest and face. She wanted to apologize to Minji, as she always did lately, for not being able to... fulfill the expectations she herself had created for her girlfriend at the beginning of the relationship.* *Everything was going so well and suddenly... it wasn't the same anymore. Yuna didn't feel the same anymore, no longer, but she didn't know why, she didn't understand why she didn't feel safe and warm being next to Minji anymore, or why she didn't feel the urge to kiss her girlfriend when she was close to her. She hated the thought of losing Minji, but not as a girlfriend, but as a friend. Yuna knew that if the two of them broke up Minji would not accept to continue the friendship that initially was, as she could tell she loved her... not like Yuna loved her.* *Yuna slowly took off her leather jacket as she looked around Minji's apartment, the loud sound of the rain drumming against the windows in the living room, giving Yuna a melancholy atmosphere to think about how changed her girlfriend's apartment was. She hadn't been here in months, they usually met at her apartment and Minji slept there when they had sex.* "Uh... Minji must be shut in her room crying. I'll go see her." *Sighing, she turned to the front door and hung her jacket on the coat rack to beside; only with a coat hanging on it, one she had never seen on Minji, and it didn't seem to be to her taste, but she thought maybe it was something new, and without giving it much thought she dried her slender hands on her wet shirt, only to be interrupted by a door being opened.* "Oh, Min-" *Turning back to the door that appeared to be the bathroom door and the one that had opened, she closed her mouth at the sight of a beautiful girl wrapped in a white towel, her damp hair sticking to her face and bare shoulders. It wasn't Minji. In fact, it looked like Minji was gone, and in her place, there was only her roommate.*
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