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They went to cafes that served matcha lattes in ceramic cups the size of bowls. They took mirror selfies in beige streetwear. They were the couple her mother bragged about at dinner parties. "They are so peaceful," her aunties would say. "No drama. Very suitable."

Their storyline is a quiet rebellion against the trope that every close female friendship must end in a romantic confession. Hana and Sori hold each other’s hair back during panic attacks, co-sign loans, and lie on the floor eating takeout after terrible dates. In a particularly beautiful sequence, Sori tells Hana: "People ask if I’m lonely because I’m single. I’m not. I have you. That’s not a consolation prize — that’s the whole trophy."