mediocrity ☾

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She can’t remember the last time she’d took the time to come out here; here, in the small garden-like area near the apartments at the dead of night, her little safe-haven close to what she’d had at home, but evidently not the same. Seulgi thought it’d be easy, really, dealing with so many departures of the few people she called her own if only for the fact that she wasn’t the most sociable person at Mount Phoenix, and she’d underestimated just how much it would affect such mundane things, and especially the way her interest in things she loved simply devolve into nothing more than a simple acknowledgment.

But healing was necessary, something she found herself doing much easier than before during the earlier years of her life as a result of having such a “soft” heart, or so she’s been told.

The blades of grass are gentle under her weight at where she was seated, legs crossed over the firm ground with her head angled back just the slightest, enough so that she’s able to eye the constellations in the night sky with ease and familiarity once again, that thought alone bringing a small smile to her lips. A crunch of a branch is what brings her attention back to level ground, having caught sight of another soul wandering this late at night–– Finals are rough, she thinks. It’s a passing thought, but one that accompanies the feeling of a gaze on her and she’s suddenly tensing at the idea, with her eyes attempting a quick glance over to the only other person nearby, but she can’t be too sure, the night was dark with a sprinkle of mist here and there, and it made it all the more difficult to determine if they were staring at her or at something else–– This was a sort of garden, after all, and she could estimate they weren’t more than 15 feet apart. 

Irritation rises in her chest, solely because of the break in focus she’d oh-so-happily found once again. So she turns her head, at a direction most accurate she can assume she was gazing directly at the other, and she speaks; loud and clear with a frown gracing her features. 

“And who says you should stay in the same place?” Her tone is more blunt than she expected, but if the constant pushing and pulling Nahyun had on Seulgi’s hope of them being friends again was any indication, you could say she had it up to “here” with the random spouts of emotional talk Nahyun oh-so-gratefully blessed Seulgi with from time to time, only to be brushed off once more. 

“Are you always this dramatic or you here to distract me?” A quiet mutter whilst scanning through her class notes is all the offers him in the time being, quickly glancing upwards towards the God to confirm that he was, in fact, talking to her. Seulgi can’t recall exactly just how long she’d been at the same spot in the library for, but the action wasn’t exclusive as she’s been seeing the same students for the past seven hours now.

“Maybe. Possibly. I think people who do remember the past are condemned to repeat it in slightly different ways, though.” A brush of her bangs to the side makes for a quick glance up to the clouds, as her eyebrows scrunch together in attempt to follow up on her last statement.

“Maybe you seriously need to teach me how to use something else.” A quirk of an eyebrow is all she offers alongside a smirk of utmost mischief as she gives the bat in her hand a quick twirl with her wrist. Seulgi couldn’t deny she wasn’t the most.. not-clumsy person around, but a baseball bat was simply blunt force, and even she could draw and use such a thing.

“Yes, yes, and definitely yes— Leave me alone.” She manages to mumble even with the pillow she’d been holding up to her mouth, with her knees up to her chest as she sunk even further into the couch cushions. Maybe it wasn’t the best idea to let Nathaniel choose the movie this time, just maybe, if the way she was cowering in fear and practically on her back now from all the crouching was any indication. It was ironic, really, you’d think spending so much time in the dark made her somewhat immune to any correlation to that and horror flicks, but if there was one thing in the world she wanted more than anything right now was the light to be on.

Instantly –– it seems –– a hand raises to her lips upon blurting such a thing, only offering a sharp and quick breath of laughter in utter surprise, though, more-so at her own self than anything else. Seulgi couldn’t help it, really, it was natural the way she comments and teases with Jennie from all the time they spent with one another back then, and it’s only because of that certain factor that makes her all the more cheeky.

And it wasn’t really something she could deny. Jennie’s sudden burst of heroism did make Seulgi far more attracted to her than she was already. Maybe it was the sense of protectiveness she felt, but when Seulgi felt attraction, well…

A slight glimmer in her eye is all that manifests in reaction to Jennie’s sudden boldness in the middle of the empty hallway, something Seulgi should feel just a bit of bashfulness in but, oh, Jennie was far more familiar in more parts of Seulgi than she was herself, and that fact alone was the very thing stopping her from melting into a blushing, trembling mess right here and right now. So she indulges, with her eyelids fluttering closed for a brief moment as her hands raise if only to curl dainty fingers along the hem of Jennie’s shirt fabric, only fixating her gaze on her once more after she’s taken a step back to the wall behind her just a few inches’ distance apart.

The surprise hit her as soon as the words left her downturned mouth.

Seulgi was never one to whine like this to anyone that wasn’t her immediate family, a habit she’d desperately tried to push away as soon as she’d graduated high school for the sake of acting like an actual adult. And so, she sucks in her lower lip in change to sink her pearly whites into the supple, pink flesh before glancing over at Hyuna with slightly hunched shoulders as if to say forget I said that.

But the words are out regardless, and the grip Hyuna’s got on Seulgi’s arm now causes her body to tense solely out of not expecting such sudden contact, that much evident by the way she relaxes not even a split second later and breathes out a sheepish, airy laugh –– Though, it’s the kiss to her cheek that seems to manifest a bright hue of red to her cheekbones almost instantly. No matter how small the contact, it doesn’t fail to leave Seulgi a mess of reddened cheeks and nervous chuckles in Hyuna’s wake, not being able to help the way she glances down for a brief moment if only to shield her features from view.