fearless.

         A slight grin crept onto her face as she allowed the other to pull her along. With a nod of her head, her eyes started to dart around the crowded streets.  ❝ Ah, there’s a bunch of really good ones around here! Is there anything in particular that you want to eat? Oh oh, I know a great place we can get some sweets once we fill our tummies! ❞

          Taissa’s wide smile never faded from her features, her gaze shifted from one person to another as they walked past them. ❝ Maybe we can eat some bulgogi or bibimbap? I haven’t eaten that in a while... Oh, oh!! Sweets after food are a gift from the gods, yes. ❞ She clapped her hands rather quick for a moment as she nodded her head twice with a slight hum. 

Her eyes trailed down over the paper she was holding before turning her attention back at the younger. Brows furrowed in confusion but soon she realized what is it about. ❝ Is that your credit card bill for the month? Aww— I knew it… my parents was like that too. Do you still have spare money or savings account? You can used that for the meantime then cut off your expenses the next month. ❞ 

          ❝ Yes it is... ❞ She puffed her cheeks a little bit while looking at the numbers printed in the paper, her glance then shifted toward the older once again. Taissa couldn’t help but laugh a little while speaking, even if her luck wasn’t that good, that couldn’t ruin her mood. ❝ I think I have some money saved. I mean, I always keep money because I tend to buy really expensive comics and so on. But still, they will nag at me-- Unnie, save me! ❞

          Sona was smiling happily, quickly stepping aside to make way for the other to enter. “If there’s no pranks, then please, do come in!” She smiled happily and waited for her to come inside before closing the door behind her. “Well~ I’m not allergic to anything, or at least not anything I’m aware of so far. It sounds like a delicious cake, honestly. But please, make yourself at home, don’t mind the cat too much, or the mess–” Sona spoke quickly, obviously somewhat awkward as she hadn’t really cleaned up. “Is there any specific flavour of tea you want?”

A perfectly shaped brow rose as the woman approached her, she had seen the other around but never spoke to her. Bowing her head in return, she pushed her hair back out of her face, a flicker of curiosity in her eyes. A pinkish hue crept up onto Chaerin’s cheeks at the younger woman’s words. “Wow thank you so much.”

          She felt as if she was coming out like a fangirl, but since the older girl didn’t seem to care about it, neither did she... At least not that much. Taissa lifted her hands to place the palms of them against her cheeks, tryin to hide the light shade of pink creeping on her delicate features. ❝ Everything about them screams perfection. As soon as I get my own house I’ll make sure to call you! ❞

“It feels like a dejavu, maybe we just met in another life.” Minhyuk laughed trying to make the female laugh as well with the bad joke he just said. He kept on looking at her, trying so hard to remember but nothing coming to his mind, only her familiar face would not a situation. “This is so weird, i can only remember your face.”

          ❝ Yeah, probably and we were meant to meet again. ❞ She let out a small chuckle, covering her mouth with her hand as she tilted her head a litte bit to a side. After a few seconds, she looked around the place out of habit, still thinking for a possible previous encounter between the two of them, but still, nothing. ❝ Maybe we’ve met at a convention? ❞

“Oooh, I am so scared-” The male waved his hands about as he spoke in a mockingly fearful manner. On the other hand he did know that height didn’t matter when it came to a good kick, but a good playful fight with friends was somehting he usually participated in. “Try me!” Sanghyuk then hopped about like a boxer getting ready to rumble.

—-  intrepvd ————- star.ter!!

“I swear! I’m not lying…Naeun please..” She continued to ramble to the younger on the phone as she glanced around her surroundings, “the first girl I see I’ll grab her and ask her if she’s okay being a part of the show…” Bomi looked towards the camera man and gave a wink, “mission a-go!” As usual, APink was invited onto a variety show and this time one of the challenges was to take a stranger from the street and work as a team to complete the task.  

Her eyes landed on a distant figure. Running up to the girl Bomi shouted at the top of her lungs. “hey you! Can you do me a favour?”

          She could notice the people not so far from her murmuring about famous people being around, but Taissa couldn’t care less. After all, she lived in Seoul; bumping into famous people in the streets wasn’t so strange there, still, others acted as if it was the first time something like that happened. A small part of her felt bad for whoever the person was, they couldn’t even record a show without being followed around by strangers. 

          Still, her curiousity was stronger than her, so she gave in and peeked over her shoulder. It was none other than APink’s Bomi and hell, she felt excited all of a sudden. The other girl was known for being dorky and somewhat weird... actually all the members were like that, and even though Taissa wasn’t so into groups, she couldn’t deny she liked them. But what actually caught her attention of that situation, was that the idol was pointing at her, out of all the people in there, Taissa was the one picked by the idol. As soon as the other girl approached her, she gave a small nod of her head and a bright, yet sheepish smile. ❝ Sure, I’m up to it! ❞

With how easily distracted he was, careless and less observant of other’s around him when focused on a specific object, her voice does startle him. People took advantage of him when he was off guard, he came to realize, and had to place a hand to his chest to catch his breath for a moment. Feigning otherwise, he turns to her with a quirk of his eyebrow. Several things crossed his mind such as what she could possibly want or why she was asking, but he had no intentions of being rude. She came off as soft and sweet, those were the type of people he was more aware of.

❝ I am. Noticed by my camera..? ❞ He trails off, flashing a small smile as he held the device up. Obviously it had been his dead give away, but most people enjoyed photography as a hobby, for him it was both a profession and that. He gives a simple shrug, gaze drifting to the colorful trees across the street. ❝ Are you a photographer also or something? ❞

          She cursed at herself for a second, noticing how she had frightened him, even if she tried not to. Still, he didn’t say a word about it, which made her feel a little relieved. Her hands were slightly gripping onto her shirt while she tilted her head a little bit and glanced over at the camera her was holding. Out of habit, she dipped her head into a small bow after noticing the man was older than her, perhaps not that much but still almost everyone she knew was older than her. 

          ❝ Yeah, I saw you so quiet and focused, then noticed the camera so I couldn’t help but approach you. ❞ Every word was followed by hand gestures, her eyebrows lifting a little bit as her eyes widened. She was always too expresive and well, that moment was not the exception, Taissa didn’t really care about it.  ❝ Ah, no, I just enjoy photography a lot. I don’t think I have the talent for that. ❞ A faint smile curved on her lips, while she nodded, her eyes slowly glanced in the same direction the man was looking at. Her smile only widened at the sight of the diferent shades of colors the trees showed. She always thought that, if she were a tree, her leaves would probably be of the brightest shade of green possible.

Like a kid at play, a bright smile ( much more radiant than an actual child could ever curve upon their lips ) creeps onto his features at the female’s words. A spring on his step, excitement elevates him off his feet for a second, before quickly following behind her to her room. Eyes with dark chocolate of hues sparkle as he waits eagerly at the side, and they widen at the sight of the comics she took out to showcase. “The XMEN?! Can I— Can I like see…Touch them, I mean.” A pair of hands extends out to the box, his mind all too overwhelmed from the collection she proudly shows him. His new obsession with heroes exponentially ascend through the roofs, and he just found someone to accompany him on the way up.

          She was known by her friends and people close to her for being a bright, cheerful person but she was sure her smile could never compare to the one the young man was showing in that moment. Taissa felt as if a light was sparked inside her, just as she felt whenever she was surrounded by children, he had that kind of innocence, the one people tend to lose as they grow up. It was refreshing. Also, she felt happy of being able to show him some of her many comics and see his reactions. Her hands held yet another comic in his direction, waiting for him to take it.  ❝ Of course you can, what’s the point of seeing them if you can’t get to hold them, right? ❞ In that very moment, she felt like showing him her whole collection of comics and even her manga. As long as she could get to see people happy, she would give her last breath without a second thought.

Jimin can sleep anywhere so it wasn’t really a shock that he found himself quite comfortable on the floor. The poke woke him up the first time but he didn’t feel like entertaining the young girl. “It’s comfortable,” he grumbled when he heard her speak. Reaching for her wrist, he pulled her to lie beside him, hoping she would feel what he was feeling. “See, comfortable,”

          She had to reach her free hand to the floor when he pulled her down, just to not hit the floor harshly. With a slight groan, Taissa made herself comfortable (if that was even possible) beside him and silently looked over at the male, raising one of her eyebrows a little bit. ❝ It’s not as bad as I thought. Still not that comfortable. ❞ With a small shrug, the young girl looked up , her hands resting over her abdomen.  ❝ So, your goal in life is to sleep in the weirdest places, right? ❞

he lifted an eyebrow and glanced over at the girl, giving a warm smile in return. “holy shit– definitely hey. where are you from? it always nice to give the korean a break every now and then.” he laughed in relief, honestly glad that he was finally able to speak with someone who spoke english fluently. it was just easier for him– however he had been told his accent was pretty thick so he hoped she would understand. “ah, ok ok. i’m straight out of australia– although i’m almost positive you could tell.”

          She let out a small laughter, her head cocking to a side as she intertwined her fingers. ❝ Well, I’m from Canada, from Ottawa to be exact. I’m lucky I have my sister to talk to her and yeah. ❞ When she heard him speak, she couldn’t help but smile and lift a hand to cover her mouth, in a rather sheepish way. Ever since young, she always felt fascinated over accents to the point of trying to imitate them and well, it was way too obvious he had one, but she tried to not say a thing about it... tried. ❝ Yeah, it’s a little obvious, because of your accent. I always wanted to have one. Are you from Sydney, Melbourne or where? ❞