jett glances at her phone, smiling slightly as she types out a response to your message.

‘hey. ive been good! hbu?’

she stares at her phone, flicking through apps to stall to wait for your response. it’s been a few years since you moved away from your stay at korea, and she would be lying if she said she didn’t miss you. as soon as her phone chimes with a message notification, she lights up a little, opening your private chat.