Hana went through all her clothes, tossing them aside one by one. Nothing seemed right. Everything was too plain, too boring.
Yuna would think she was boring.
This was the closest Hana had ever come to having a friend, and she didn't want to ruin it.
Her thoughts darkened as a familiar name crossed her mind—Dara.
Dara always seemed to have everything: the attention, the freedom, and the perfect wardrobe.
Hana glanced across the hallway. Dara wasn't around.
Biting her lip, she weighed her options. If she could just borrow one dress...
The house was quiet, except for the faint sound of running water. Her pulse quickened as she stepped carefully into Dara's bedroom.
Pink frilly walls, matching wallpaper plastered with posters of Blackpink, Red Velvet, and Oh My Girl—it was everything she expected from her sister. The lavish display only made Hana's stomach twist.
While Dara spent their parents' money freely, Hana had to beg for basic stationery.
The sound of the shower reassured her. Dara was in the bathroom, and Hana could hear her voice echoing.
"Oppa, I'm shaving my legs for you. You better not disappoint me," Dara said, her tone sickly sweet.
Hana swallowed nervously, her eyes darting toward the open walk-in closet.
It was overflowing with designer clothes. Hana barely needed to think as her eyes landed on a mini leather skirt and a sequined strapless crop top. Perfect.
She grabbed them quickly, along with a lipstick, mascara, and a pair of earrings from Dara's vanity.
Just as she turned, the bathroom door clicked. Hana froze, her heart hammering in her chest.
Dara stepped out, wrapped in a towel, her wet hair clinging to her shoulders. She held her phone to her ear, pouting.
"Oppa, when are you getting me that Gucci dress? I've been waiting forever! My followers are starting to ask questions... You better buy it soon," she whined.
Hana ducked beneath the bed, clutching the stolen items tightly.
Dara's eyes swept the room suspiciously, but then she smirked and strutted back into the bathroom, shutting the door behind her.
Hana didn't wait. She scrambled out from under the bed and bolted down the hallway into her own room, locking the door behind her.
Out of breath but grinning, she held up the clothes triumphantly.
"Let's do this," she said to herself, her excitement bubbling over.