rosy blush.

 the other is so cute that seulbi’s almost reminded of one of those video games where the little pixel villagers implore the main character to help them with a task…and a request to play an instrument doesn’t seem too far off base. though she doubts her own elementary guitar playing could summon anything or put a beast to sleep. “well…i can play it a little. if you have the tabs for it, and i practice. but i mostly study piano.” guessing she can move a few things in her schedule around, seulbi starts removing her headphones and wrapping the cord away. “we could try a few different things? but you don’t have to buy me anything, i’m sure it’ll be fun!” 

                 momoe bounces back and forth on her heels, the bright smile on her face practically shining. she’s a cheerful person, and it clearly shows through her cheerful and spunky attitude and her actions and gestures. she couldn’t help her ‘forever smiling’ sort of attitude, so the most she could do about it was hope it rubbed off on other people. “thank you, thank you thank you thank you! even if you don’t play too well surely it’ll sound better than my violin! and if that doesn’t work, maybe you can try piano instead and we’ll see if it sounds better then!” she cheers happily, before returning to an almost serious, yet obviously pleased, tone. “ah, right! before you help me out, my name is sasaki momoe! it’s a pleasure to meet you, miss!”

muse numero 2 so here we go!! please like this for a starter or im me if you’d like to plot!

     she’s busy marking off her mental checklist of chores while listening to her friend’s latest sakamoto miu cover when seulbi hears a faint voice behind her. is someone talking to her? before she can even pop off her headphones, her sleeve is seized, sending the girl into a brief déjà vu of the million times both her younger sisters and fellow trainees did the same. glancing down at the other with a quick, albeit confused smile, she pops out a “uh–yes?” 

                   it actually takes a moment for it to render in her head, but once it does, she pulls her hand away and begins waving her hands, (sleeves, to be more precise), in the air. “can you play guitar? i wanted to finish this arrange i was gonna show some people but it doesn’t sound very nice with violin i don’t think..” she pouts childishly,cheeks puffed. “i mean, i just want to know what you play! we can test how it sounds and, um..! i’ll buy you something as a thank you! so can you please, pleease help me out?”

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