Track 5: Scrutiny, Mutiny
I
t was strange how calm she was about this.
Fi was still in bed, scrolling through her text exchange with Yihwan. Somehow, she felt confident she could face the band leader today without the need to avert his gaze, unlike the time she couldn’t even look into his eyes for more than three seconds.
The truth will set you free, they said, and she supposed that today, those words held true.
Because the ball was in Yihwan’s court now, and though she’s still undecided if she wanted him to do something about it, she relished the feeling of relief in her chest.
She closed her eyes and recalled the moment he almost kissed her. But the alcohol in his system said, “Not today” and forced him to hurl. All over her shirt.
She remembered sitting still, eyes shut and antic
