Chapitre 82: Drama

Minho found me a loose pair of gym shorts and some Air Jordans that were just slightly too big for me but still fine. 

A minute later, we arrived at their backyard, where Mr. Park was dribbling a ball; he was doing surprisingly well.

There was a concrete patio big enough for a full half-court setup, and a portable 10-foot hoop.

I picked up a ball and played some passes with Minho.

Hana showed up just two minutes later wearing baggy men's shorts and grey T-shirt. Minho welcomed her with fist bumps and she took a warm-up shot.

But then Dad stepped in. "Hana? What are you wearing? Go upstairs and put on some nice clothes."

Hana frowned.

"Huh?" Minho quiped.

"You are a pretty girl," Mr. Park explained. "You should dress like one."

"Yes, sir," Hana replied meekly, turning immediately and heading back into the house.

I went up to Minho. "Does she ever wear anything different when you play?" I asked him.