BREAKUP

CHAPTER 100: Breakup

This is funny. Yna thought. Earlier she was just hesitating whether to be there would be right or not, and then now—she wasn’t meek anymore. The music was blasting on its full volume and here she was, enjoying herself just like what Sherra told her earlier. Let loose and forget about everything—forget about Santi, and Alicia, and just be herself. Or was it because this is the first time she had ever been to a party? Perhaps, since Yna prefer quite places. She was this nerd type student, who would like to be alone [most of the time]. There’s just this comfort she finds there that she had never found anywhere else, not until Santi crumbles away the wall she built, then ruined it.

“Tch.” Yna clicked her tongue. “Bastard.”

“Y—yeah.” Sherra slurred. She was giggling non-stop. “Your ex was such a bastard.”

Oh, how can she not notice that her friend was drunk already?

“You are drunk.” Yna sounded surprised.

But how can she not be? This is the first she had seen her drunk