Seungah waited for Yiyoung to get up. She’d heard about the panic disorder and had learnt how to take care of Yiyoung if she had a seizure.
“Should we get going now?” Yiyoung suggested with a cheerful voice.
“Here we go!” Seungah accidentally spoke like she would when giving a tour. She wondered if Yiyoung had noticed anything. But then Yiyoung simply laughed at her, she was relieved, glad that Yiyoung didn’t seem to have noticed anything.
Seungah was older than Yiyoung, but the two became very close, finding themselves chattering away as they walked next to each other. Every time they bought a snack or when they sat down to have lunch together, Seungah took some pictures, and Yiyoung copied her.
Yiyoung noticed Seungah forwarding the pictures to someone. She wanted to send her pictures to Muyeol, too, but refrained from doing so. He’d come to Istanbul on official business, not for a personal trip, so she didn’t want to bother him. She decided to show him the pictures later at the hotel room.
Seungah calmly carried out Muyeol’s instructions. She sent him pictures of her in all the places they visited, and also when they were eating.
And she didn’t forget to brief him when Yiyoung went to the bathroom. “She almost had a seizure at the Hagia Sophia, but she’s fine now.”
The person on the other end replied quickly, as if he’d been waiting all day for her to communicate, “Thank you. Please continue with what you’re doing.”
Since he was asking so politely, Seungah also felt like she wanted to help them out.
Yiyoung was a good friend to be with while traveling. It had been a while since Seungah hung out with someone who was like a close friend. She was always used to leading a large crowd as a tour guide. She noticed Yiyoung studied a lot about Istanbul and that Yiyoung was a great listener. Yiyoung was a good friend to travel with, and it had been a while since Seungah had hung out with a close friend. As a tour guide, she was used to always leading a large crowd.
Seungah also noticed that Yiyoung had researched a lot on Istanbul, and that she was a great listener. When Seungah talked about various things, Yiyoung listened carefully.
Yiyoung also had a strong will and knew herself very well. Whenever she felt like it was too much, she would take a break, and then stand up after taking some time to breathe.
After a little while, the two headed to the Grand Bazaar. No matter which place, traditional markets always attracted the people around, and Yiyoung was no exception. She got busy looking at the items, debating herself on whether to buy them or not.
“What are you going to buy, Sister?” Yiyoung asked. Before she even realized it, she’d started to refer to Seungah as her big sister.
Seungah hummed. “I’m going to buy this olive soap and cream.”
“Are they good?”
“They are. I haven’t bought anything so far, so I think I’ll buy it this time.”
“Then, I’m going to buy them, too,” Yiyoung declared. And those weren’t the only things she bought. She also ended up purchasing a magnet of the Hagia Sophia, along with several snacks that she had never seen before.
Then, it was time for them to go home. Yiyoung expressed her dismay, “I wish I could have hung out with you tomorrow, too, Big Sis.”
“Tomorrow? That sounds good to me! I…”
As Yiyoung listened to Seungah explain her schedule for tomorrow, she felt something was weird. It was a strange feeling. She knew that all the tourists visited the same places, but she wondered how the places Seungah was planning to visit were the exact same as hers.