“Can you believe we’re actually going to that university?” Jennie asked, eyes sparkling with excitement. “Big thanks to Miya mwahhh mwahh!” She wrapped her arms around Sai, almost making her stumble on the sidewalk.
“I just hope we survive on Monday. I’ve heard stories about the kind of students who go there… they’re INTENSE,” Sai said, hugging her back with a tired sigh.
“Oh really?” Mica raised a brow, adjusting the strap of her bag.
“Girls, it’s not about the stress,” Jennie declared proudly, flipping her hair. “It’s about the hot daddy guys who enrolled there—ack… it’s about the VIEW, not the STRESS,” she whispered, acting like she was about to bite her lip. Sai and Mica burst into laughter, their steps echoing on the pavement.
“Jennie, you’re sick,” Sai teased.
“Sick for handsome men? Guilty,” Jennie said with no shame.
Mica nudged them both. “But for real, that school is full of rich kids."
“Then that just means one thing,” Jennie said with a playful grin. “We need to level up our aura. Monday is our debut.”
“Debut? In front of spoiled heirs and billionaire brats?” Sai laughed. “Girl, calm down.”
Jennie placed a hand on her chest dramatically. “I am calm. Calmly preparing to slay.”
Mica giggled. “If we even survive the entrance hall without getting blinded by their designer outfits.”
“Oh please,” Jennie waved her hand . “We’ll be the main characters. Watch.”
Sai shook her head, smiling softly.“It's like we were born homeless the way you’re acting HAHAHAHAH as if we’re not actually children of high-profile families.”
Jennie giggles "guys I have an idea, what if we acted like we are actually poor, what do you think?"Mica nodded then refuse " nahhh I'm out“ She raised both her hands as a sign of surrender. "Jennie this isn't a fantasy okay?" Sai look at her and crossed her arm. " Okay, okay fine......"
