“Let’s go, my unit is on the fifth floor.” Reina walked towards the elevator. Her friends are almost forming a line to make sure that they are complete. “Are you hungry, girls? Maybe we can order food delivery.”
Sarah becomes attentive whenever the word ‘food’ is mentioned. “Triple cheese or pepperoni pizza would be great!”
“I’m fine with anything. My concern is your unit, anyway.” Megan is a straightforward person. “You know Ate Reina, I’m actually a fan of Korean dramas. I always imagine myself that I am a rich heiress of a billionaire – just like you.”
Reina is actually fed up with the ‘rich heiress’ image that her friends and classmates wanted to portray for her. She is not an elegant and classy lady. She is the type of person who can sit and roll on the grass without worrying about
