@.miniauthor: Karina slammed Minjeong’s bedroom door open so hard the frame rattled. Minjeong barely looked up from her phone, pulled out an earbud, and frowned. "You ever heard of knocking?" "What the hell is wrong with you?" Karina stepped right into her personal space, pointing a manicured finger at Minjeong’s chest. "My driver-side window, Minjeong. Really? Are you five years old?" Minjeong blinked, completely lost. "...Your what?" "Don't play stupid with me," Karina snapped, her voice tight with irritation. "Leo just told me what you did in the driveway. If you have a problem with me, say it to my face. You don't take it out on my car." Minjeong stood up slowly, searching Karina’s face. The confusion faded, replaced by something cold and sharp as it clicked. "Wait. You actually believed a eight-year-old? Over me?" "He was crying!" "He lies to get out of eating vegetables, Karina!" Minjeong let out a low, bitter laugh, shaking her head. "Unbelievable. You didn't even check." Karina crossed her arms, holding her ground. "Why would he lie about that?" "Come on," Minjeong said, shoving past her into the hallway. "Follow me. Let's go look at your precious car." They walked down to the driveway in heavy silence. The moment they stepped outside, Karina froze. Her black sedan was parked right under the sun. The driver-side window was completely intact. Spotless. Clean. A quiet chuckle echoed from behind the bushes near the porch as little Leo sprinted off into the house, snickering to himself. Karina’s jaw tightened. Her arms dropped to her sides, the heat leaving her face all at once. She bit the inside of her cheek, staring at the glass, then turned around to say something—anything to salvage her pride. Minjeong was already standing by the garage door, clutching a heavy aluminum baseball bat she'd grabbed from the rack. Karina's eyes widened. "What are you doing?" Minjeong didn't answer. She walked up to the driver's side with slow, deliberate steps, swung the bat back, and shattered the window into a thousand pieces with a loud, violent CRACK. Shattered glass rained down onto the leather seat and the asphalt. Karina gasped, taking a step back, her breath catching in her throat. "Are you insane?!" Minjeong let the bat drop onto the concrete with a metallic clatter. She stepped over the glass, stopping inches away from Karina, eyes locked onto hers. "I don't take a scolding I didn't earn," Minjeong murmured, her voice dead serious, a faint smirk tugging at the corner of her lips. "Now yell at me for real." Karina stood frozen, her heart hammering against her ribs, completely speechlessly staring back. Minjeong reached out, her fingers slowly brushing a stray piece of glass off Karina’s shoulder, her eyes dropping to Karina’s lips before snapping back up. "Or were you just using the car as an excuse to get this close to me?" Karina’s breath caught, her hand instinctively grabbing Minjeong’s wrist—not to push her away, but holding her right there. "You really have no idea what you just started, do you?" Karina whispered, stepping even closer. — Like and follow for more ✨ — #jiminjeong #winrina #fanfic #viral #fyp

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