As the seasons revolved, a year slipped by, bringing winter's chill to the world. Frosty mornings dawned, and the warmth of hot chocolate and cozy blankets became a comforting solace. Yet, for Anya, the season's charm was muted. She had grown accustomed to living without desire, her heart numb to the world around her. The memories of that hellish world still lingered, haunting her every waking moment.
A message from Yoonah flashed on her phone screen, its words a gentle command: "You have to come to my birthday party. I didn't invite anyone else because I knew you wouldn't feel comfortable. And I've got a surprise for you as well. If you still don't come, then don't talk to me." Anya's lips curled into a slight smile as she read the message, a mixture of affection and resignation swirling within her.
"I think I have to go," she murmured to herself, "but I don't want to."
Yoonah's next message arrived soon after, her patience wearing thin: "Are you coming tomorrow or not?"
Anya's response was swift: "I'll come. Don't want to upset you."
With her attendance confirmed, Anya turned her attention to more practical matters. She began to ponder her outfit for the party, her eyes scanning her closet with a discerning gaze. "Let's see what I should wear tomorrow," she said to herself, her mind working through the possibilities. She would also need to assemble a birthday gift, a task that required some thought.
As she worked on the gift, Anya's thoughts drifted to the party ahead. She wasn't looking forward to it, but she would go, for Yoonah's sake. As the hours slipped by, Anya finally completed the birthday hamper, her fingers moving with a sense of satisfaction. She stepped back to admire her handiwork, a gentle smile on her face. "I hope she likes it," she thought, feeling a warmth in her chest.
With a quiet contentment, Anya decided to retire for the night. "Time for some rest," she murmured, her eyelids growing heavy.
The next morning, Anya rose feeling refreshed. After a quiet breakfast and a few chores, she began getting ready for the birthday celebration. As she arrived at Yoonah's house, she was greeted with a warm smile.
"Aww, you're looking lovely," Yoonah exclaimed, her eyes shining with delight. Her mom chuckled, "Let her come inside, or you'll talk to her at the door."
Anya handed Yoonah the carefully crafted hamper, her expression softening into a gentle smile. "Happy birthday," she said, her voice warm.
Yoonah's eyes widened as she took in the contents of the hamper, and she let out a delighted squeal. "We're going to talk a lot, so don't disturb us," Yoonah said, grabbing Anya's hand tightly.
"You're excited," Anya observed, a hint of a smile playing on her lips.
Yoonah's eyes sparkled like diamonds as she exclaimed, "Obviously, I'm excited! Otherwise, you wouldn't drag yourself out, no matter how many times I call you to meet. I've noticed you've been eerily quiet for the past year. I mean, you've always been a bit introverted, but this past year, you've become even more distant."
Anya's gentle smile was a whisper of reassurance. "No need to worry, I'm fine," she said softly.
Yoonah's gaze lingered on Anya's face, her expression a mix of concern and curiosity. "If it's because of the engagement breaking off, don't be sad. He didn't deserve you if he couldn't even explain why he ended it. You're better off without him."
Anya's smile faltered for a moment, but she quickly regained her composure. "No, it's not like that. I'm fine," she repeated.
Yoonah's eyes sparkled with empathy. "If there's anything else, you know you can confide in me. I'm here for you, and that's what best friends are for. Lean on me, and let's get through this together. You'll find someone who's perfect for you."
Anya's smile grew wider as she squeezed Yoonah's hand. "Oh, look at you, all fired up! With all this sad talk, nothing's wrong with me. Let's focus on celebrating today, shall we?"
Anya's eyes sparkled as she presented the cake, candles lit up. "Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you, happy birthday, happy birthday to my dear bestie!" she sang softly.
Yoonah's face lit up with a warm smile as she blew out the candles. "Thank you, dear bestie," she said, her eyes shining with gratitude.
"Let's take some fabulous pictures!" Yoonah exclaimed. "I've got to post them on Instagram!"
Anya smiled gently. "Smile, make a heart. Oh, pretty! I'm gonna take your pic now."
As they posed, Yoonah's eyes sparkled with a secret. "Hmmm, I told you I've got a surprise for you," she whispered.
Anya raised an eyebrow, curiosity piqued. "What surprise? It's your birthday, not mine."
Yoonah's face lit up with anticipation. "You'll feel happy, I'm sure."
With a gentle touch, Yoonah revealed her phone, the screen displaying a scholarship application form to study in Korea. Anya's eyes widened slightly, her expression thoughtful.
"What...what does this mean?" Anya asked softly.
"We're going to Korea to study," Yoonah said, her voice filled with enthusiasm. "We can explore a new country, learn new things, and grow together. It'll be an amazing opportunity for us."
Anya's gaze lingered on the screen, her emotions unreadable. Yoonah watched anxiously, hoping her friend would be on board with the plan.