metamorphosis

msutaeyeon​:

      oh she held on for dear life because seeing her again was truly something the girl would imagine over and over. how the guilt of leaving with nothing but a note , especially after claude had left before and she’d hold the girl for nights to comfort. it truly brings her back to then , almost to the point where she’s imagining it. —- but then her voice echoes and taeyeon can’t help but let out a breathe she was holding from the time they saw each other. 

      her arms still wrapped around the other , not as tightly though as they finally take a proper look at each other and suddenly , the sheen over her eyes is blurring her vision.. the question not doing much to help. “ i’m sorry… ” she sighed. “ i’m so sorry , esther… ” the look in her eyes started to get a little too much and toseong student simply closed her own eyes and rested her head on the other’s shoulder. 

       “ i missed you so much… ” it wasn’t an answer to her question.. an answer esther very much deserved. but before they got into it , the girl just had to take a minute to finally be relieved that one of the very few people who believed in her and who stuck by her was in front of her once again. “ i couldn’t see you again before i left.. i wasn’t— i wasn’t myself then and i couldn’t let you see that side of me. ” 

she doesn’t let go of taylor even as they pull apart slightly to look at each other, unwilling to give up her hold on the other in fear that perhaps, should she let go, the older girl would completely disappear. that would be unacceptable. she’s only just gotten taylor back — she can’t let her go, not quite yet.

taylor’s broken sigh, the soft apology and the head on her shoulder — they all make her feel sad but happy at the same time. it’s clear that there had been something big going on. esther doesn’t think that taylor would have left if it wasn’t for something important. she doesn’t think the older girl would sound quite as broken up, as apologetic, if it hadn’t been anything but involuntary.

msunicky​:

nick blinks once, twice, three times — “yeah,” he’s quick to agree, even though she didn’t finish her question. she’s homesick, he realizes, despite his tiredness. “yeah, of course. come here.” he’d been so excited for her, finally being at hogwarts and even sorted into his house! clearly slytherin’s the best, he’d figured she’d feel right at home. of course he hadn’t thought about the fact she doesn’t know anyone, that her actual brother is in a different house, and that adjusting’s pretty hard.

he wonders if anyone’s gonna say something if they find her in his dorm. immediately after the sorting, he’d scooped her up and given her a big hug, and of course his friends had started hollering because they’re stupid. hyewon’s like a sister to him and nothing else, he’s fourteen! he’s already grown up and she isn’t, duh. he’d thoroughly explained this, of course. maybe even snuck a glance towards cora to see if she was also paying attention, which set off his friends again. they’re honestly so embarrassing.

but whatever, none of that is important. he’s patted the bed to let her know it’s ok to climb in, smiling encouragingly at her (though it’s more of a dopey smile that hinted he’s still tired and ready to pass out). “do you wanna talk about it?”

hyewon’s expression crumples with relief when nicky nods before she can even finish her question. she feels bad because she wants to be excited!! nicky was excited for her to get into slytherin, and honestly, she was too, even if she knew she was going to be apart from jaewon. both cora and nicky are in slytherin, so hyewon had initially just been relieved she’d been sorted into a house with people she actually knew.

msusoohwa​:

soohwa promised himself that he’d try to act as nonchalant about this as possible, to give as little material for people to tease him as he can because well, just him being there wearing a cheerleader uniform was enough teasing material for itself. but even then, he can’t really help how his cheeks turn into a light shade of pink when esther points it out like that, can already feel the embarrassment he was trying to hard to suppress come back full force just easily like that. maybe because it’s esther and soohwa, even unconsciously lets himself be a little more vulnerable around her, doesn’t mind being embarrassed in front of her than he’d normally be with someone else. 

but of course soohwa just ignores his blush and sighs heavily instead, picks the hem of his short skirt like he’s pulling away a loose thread. “it’s a long story.” it really is not. “but basically hyunki made me do it.” and then he glares at esther, his cheeks getting even redder, but of course his glare doesn’t have as much bite as it’d normally have if he was angry or annoyed. it was an embarrassed glare, one that comes because he— “i know what you’re going to say and it’s not like that. i ended up making a promise and you know i always keep my word.” which is somewhat true, but soohwa conveniently leaves out that it wasn’t uncommon either for him to find loopholes in promises that he didn’t want to keep, that he could’ve found a way out of it especially because it was a promise that soohwa made when he wasn’t paying attention and that could easily be an argument that would get him out of this. 

if it were someone else of course, but it was hyunki and soohwa was learning the hard way that the other could ask him for the moon and soohwa would give him a way to get it for him. 

“yeah, we sort of do.” he agrees and somehow there’s a small smile on his lips at it. “maybe not in the most conventional way, but yeah.” and can’t help when he also comments. “talking about matching, i’ve also seen claude around.” because well, if she’s going to tease him about hyunki, he might as well tease her about claude. even if he still isn’t quite fine with the other, after all, soohwa was one of the people who saw first hand how much esther suffered after their breakup and even during a part of the time that they were dating, but even the head student can admit that the other isn’t so bad.

“tuxedo mask and sailor moon.” he raises an amused eyebrow at his friend. “something you want to tell me, star?”

she can’t help her giggle, although she does feel bad for laughing at him when it’s clearly something that he hadn’t chosen by himself. but still, it is funny and she almost can’t help herself. still, like she had said just now, it does look surprisingly good on sean, and esther is starting to wonder if she should be a little offended that he probably looks better in the skirt than she does.

when sean says that it was hyunki who had made it him do it, her eyebrows furrow slightly in response, already formulating some kind of comment before sean cuts her off before a word can escape her.

her voice is still hesitant but she nods in acceptance of the other’s words. “okay… if you say so, sean.” her skepticism is still audible but she won’t judge her friend too harshly if he insists it was of his own volition. it is true that sean keeps his word if he makes a promise; esther has certainly been on the receiving side of that before, but it still doesn’t mean that it was wholly voluntary. but it’s irrelevant at the moment. if sean is insistent, then that’s that. instead, she lets the conversation move back towards something more light-hearted.

“you know, of all people i was going to match with, i really didn’t think it would be you,” she comments, pleased to see the smile on his face instead of disgruntlement. at the mention of her ex-boyfriend (and more, maybe), esther can’t help it when her face flushes pink. “well,” she starts even as she fights the blush down on her face, tossing a pigtail defensively.

“Well that’s a relief!” Malia whispered. This happened more frequently that one would think. Because of that, by now, one would believe that the younger would stop asking the same question each time the other’s expression was even minorly questionable. However, there was some tiny voice in Malia’s head that urged her to check in on the other as often as possible. You never know what burdens anyone is carrying all on their own. Her frequent check ins were the younger’s way of letting her know that she was always there if Hyewon were to ever need her. 

At the sudden scolding, Malia covered her mouth with her hand. While she knew the other was joking, the younger knew that she could never be too careful. Not too long after, she felt a light pinch on her cheek, causing them to turn a slight shade of pink. “Hey!” The simple word was drawn out into something similar to a monotone song. “I can be tough too! I’m a young woman as well!” She protested (though it came out as more of a whine than anything else).

if it were someone else, hyewon might have been annoyed, seeing as how it’s not the first and it probably won’t be the last time that she’s asked this question.  but somehow it’s just difficult to be angry or even frustrated at malia when the concern is practically bleeding from the younger’s pores. in a way, it’s almost reassuring because there’s only genuine concern coming from malia. hyewon doesn’t feel like she’ll ever have a hard time potentially telling the younger girl if something is wrong.

she can’t help her laugh at the indignant protest from malia’s lips, and her eyes crinkle up in response. “you’re  a young woman, okay, but you don’t need to be tough, malia. you’re perfect as you are.” she says warmly and she rests her chin in her hand, smiling at the other fondly.

msuseojun​:

seojun’s friendship with hyewon was one for the books. in a way, their friendship over the years had become a bit of a trade off. hyewon never judged him for who he was, which is why he was quick to lower his guard whenever the two hung out; seojun, on the other hand, was always protective of her and always tried to give her words of wisdom (as he likes to call it). so when the toseong junior had explained to him that one of her hobbies was taking care of people, he had to step in and do something.

for a week, seojun spent time researching hobbies they could do together— some of them were already hobbies hyewon liked, some were ones seojun liked, and the vast majority were hobbies that neither of the two had time to ever invest in. it kind of looked like those summer bucket lists that middle school girls made with their best friends, compiled of wacky ideas they found off of pinterest, but this list was obviously cooler. he was determined to find a hobby that hyewon could pick up on, that way she could put more time into taking care of herself instead of worrying about the happiness of others. if anything, at least the two would find something better to do together than to constantly go out for snacks. 

so far, the two had been knitting, baking, practicing their origami—  you name it, they probably tried it, or at least have it on their list. for the record, if anyone ever wanted to call seojun a bad friend, he already had planned to have hyewon as his witness that he was more than likely the greatest friend ever.

today, seojun planned a hobby that they could enjoy outside. bubble blowing. now, many would argue that this wasn’t a hobby, and to that seojun would say: “oh yeah, dummy? what do you do for fun?” seeing his friend as cheerful as ever had him hopeful that today was going to be a memorable one. as the geumseong student approached the other, he pulled out two bubble wands from behind his back. “i thought we could take a break from our actual wands and blow some bubbles!” seojun grinned, “ready when you are.” he pivoted his body around to walk to the nearest exit, holding out his arm for hyewon to link with. today was just about two pals, blowing some bubbles and having fun. what more could seojun really ask for?

honestly, while she might give seojun a hard time about their friendship and pretend that she’s exasperated with him all the time, seojun truly is a good friend, and hyewon wouldn’t hesitate to admit it. sure, they might have started out kind of unconventionally, but even eleven-year-old seojun had proven himself to be a good person.

hyewon has to say that the geumseong student’s idea of weekly hobbies is quite the fun one. she’s never really picked up a hobby — never really bothered to explore all those potential interests when there was always some kind of work to be done. in that way, she guesses that somehow, somewhere along the way, taking care of people had become her “hobby.” but so far, they’ve tried knitting, baking, origami, and countless others. some of them have encouraged her to further an existing (but suppressed) interest, while others have spurred her into picking up something new. but nothing has quite struck her as the one. the hobby that she’ll adopt as her new time-consumer.

perhaps it’ll come up on their list, at some point.

“ sure, but it’s not like i do anything else. a little bit of extra won’t harm my schedule. “ orion counters, leaving little use for an excuse or reason to dissuade his assistance. he gives a small smile at her picking up on his hint, an innocent shrug given in reply to faint words. “ just a suggestion. “ orion waves his wand and watches as all his papers form one large pile. 

“ good. i’m glad you’re agreeing, otherwise i’d have to insist. and it doesn’t matter to me, we can pick one of the two when we get there. do you have a sweater ? it’s a bit chilly outside and i don’t want you getting a cold on top of everything else. “ he hums, dismissing his paperwork up to his room once it’s done stacking. “ if not, you can borrow my jacket. “

she opens her mouth to protest but finds that there’s not really anything for her to say. orion has made his point quite effectively and very clearly, and hyewon is left with absolutely nothing to retort against the older with. perhaps that’s why he makes such an effective prefect, she thinks wryly to herself, wondering if the younger students find themselves in the same position. his suggestion is unexpected, but hyewon finds her mind lingering on it. she’s sure there’s a million reasons why it wouldn’t actually be a good idea, but... the thought is still more than tempting. more time. time is gold.

msuclaude​:

claude was a simple-minded guy.  he didn’t like to think too deeply about things,  never dwelled on something for too long.  it was always easier to just take whatever life threw at him without much resistance because he had no control over anything that was happening around and to him,  anyway.  having long given up on that,  he decided not to question hyeon and his demand,  followed the boy’s words blindly.

it was halloween after all,  an event that was bound to be filled with surprises.  and so he stood there in the dimly lit path with his fancy top hat atop his head and a white mask framing deep brown eyes.  the last thing he actually expected was to have his very own sailor moon appear in front of him,  right into his arms. it took claude a second or two to comprehend just what was going on,  and why it felt so right to have her in his embrace.

“oh!  uh.  yeah!  surprise,  surprise,  i guess?”  gloved hand reached up,  rubbing the side of his neck habitually.  he didn’t try to avert his gaze,  took in the sight of esther dressed in her super cute senshi outfit.  “you look really good.  sailor moon fits you.  guess that makes you my bunhead,  huh?”  a grin was in his voice,  on his lips as he moved to open the door of the carriage for her.

he held his fingers out for her.  “after you,  m’lady.  let’s have a great time!  i promise to be keeping you safe from any weird creatures blocking our path.”  a bunch of roses had to be sufficient for their defense.  he didn’t actually carry his wand with him anywhere he went,  unlike most students.  only once she was seated did he follow along,  sat beside her,  his arm feeling weird dangling by his side.  

somehow, his visible nervousness makes her feel a little bit better. at least she’s not the only one caught off guard; this wasn’t some kind of joke designed by hayden in conspiracy with claude. (not that she thinks hayden would really do anything like that, not when the boy is so much sweeter than he acts on the outside.) but claude has made her nervous ever since the beginning, butterflies in her stomach and a fluttering in her heart, but it’s harder now that they’re not dating — they have so much history behind them, and it just contributes to the shyness that sometimes overtakes esther.

it also doesn’t help that they’re literally matching — had planned to do so, and yet she’s still not sure exactly what they are. she isn’t even sure what she wants, at this point. but it feels nice to know that out of everyone he could have chosen to match with, he’d chosen her.

surprisingly, claude doesn’t avert his eyes from her, and she can feel the blush rise up in her cheeks as he looks at her in her sailor moon outfit. “thanks,” she smiles shyly up at him, “you look pretty good yourself. very dashing.” her lips curve up in a smile, and his little joke puts her more at ease. “somehow i don’t think i qualify,” she laughs in response.

the thought of him offering to protect her from any weird creatures is a touching one — although esther does know that should they encounter anything requiring a magical solution, she would probably be the one to handle it. claude has never been the strongest at magic, but esther has never found that to be a problem. he’s still him, skilled at magic or not.

taejun is ecstatic. although he’s also a little homesick at the same time. his grandparents had shipped out a whole box of tangerines to him and it arrived that morning. he had spent extra time putting them away and making sure they were stored in a place where they wouldn’t ripen or rot too soon. of course, when you live in a world of magic, it just makes it all that easier to keep sweet fruit fresh for longer.

he’s more than aware that the great hall will have an abundance of food that taste just as good as the tangerines from the farm, yet, the flavor and feeling is always different. he knows it’s the sentiment that comes with the fruit and it’s exactly that reason that he carries two with him on his way to dinner. one for before to prep him for a fantastic feast, and one after to wash down everything he can manage to eat.

when taejun finally enters the great hall he easily spots his group of friends already seated and digging into their own plates full of food. he’s about to make his way towards them when he suddenly sees someone sitting by themself off to the side. growing up, it’s always been part of his nature to do his best in including anyone who seemed left out, so he’s inclined to make his way over. he’s trying to figure out what he would say upon approaching them when he realizes that the student is none other than his very own friend’s twin sister. kim hyewon.

he feels a little bit better at the thought of approaching someone he knows, but can’t shake the feeling that just maybe… she doesn’t like him. there were plenty of times that he saw her whenever he was with jaewon and she seemed to always be a little aloof. or he thought. for some reason he could never really tell with her and it was honestly the only reason why he never really interacted with her, thinking she’d like to be left alone. however, this time when he was looking at her… she looked lonely. maybe even a little sad… whether if it was just his own thoughts or not though, it was enough to send him towards her without hesitation.

of course things never go as smoothly as taejun plans in his head. just as he’s reaching the table, he stumbles into the bench ungracefully, startling hyewon. he’s also sure that his face is starting to turn red from embarrassment but he pretends like he doesn’t notice it and quickly pulls out a tangerine from the pocket of his robe, placing it in front of her.

when he sees her gaze drop to the orange fruit in front of her, he rambles off the first thing he can think of. “they remind me of home and make me feel better when i’m sad.”

realizing that it doesn’t really explain his sudden appearance, taejun beings to slowly introduce himself like he’s making it up as he goes. which he is. but, he’s sure that at that point there’s really not any other way that he could embarrass himself anymore than he already has. “i’m noh taejun. you might not recognize me but i’m good friends with your brother jaewon.”

following with a big smile, he sets himself back on track with a deep breath before stating what he’s really there for. “let’s be friends too.”

her lunchtimes do tend to be more on the quiet side if jaewon, nick, and cora are all busy with their own things. she doesn’t expect any of them to invite her to lunch all the time (and really, she should probably get some courage to go and ask them if she can join, instead of waiting for an invitation at all times), as they all have their own lives and friends, but she’s also not comfortable with just approaching others, even her own housemates, to spend time together.

so honestly? she’s pretty distracted by her own thoughts when there’s a sudden jolt that makes her jump. someone’s stumble into the bench causes her to startle out of her reverie, wide eyes turning towards the other. she’s surprised when she sees the face, recognizing him, and she’s kind of surprised that he’s there in front of her. isn’t he jaewon’s friend?

to her confusion and bewilderment, the boy plops a tangerine down in front of her, and she glances down at the orange fruit, her expression puzzled. perhaps he can sense her confusion, because an explanation follows almost immediately. biting on her lower lip, hyewon can’t help but feel oddly touched by the gesture. here’s one of her brother’s friends, offering her a tangerine that made him happy, presumably because she looked sad.

msunate:

one thing nate has taken note of during his year working for experience in the hospital wing, is that some visitors are more frequent than others. some only visit once, with a one-time injury or anything of the sorts. others, however, are there frequently, either due to overworking themselves, or due to what is probably general clumsiness, seeing as they seem to get injured a lot.

hyewon is one of the more frequent ones. nate doesn’t know how she does it, but his friend seems to constantly be harming herself in some way or another, resulting in her visiting him in the hospital wing to get fixed up. which is good for work experience, but— he has to admit, he does worry about her sometimes. she really has to learn to be more careful. 

he’s not surprised when she walks in that day. at first, he doesn’t see her, as he’s busy organizing the potions shelves (on nurse sato’s orders), though he does hear her voice call out for him. deciding the shelves look decent enough, for now, he leaves them be, instead moving to help the newest arrival out.

“what’s wrong?” he questions as he walks up to her, though he immediately gets some sort of answer just by looking at her. her arm seems to be injured, cradled up against her chest. “oh, you need a hand… with your hand.” he snorts. “that’s funny.” wait, maybe he shouldn’t be laughing at his injured friend. 

“sorry. it’s not actually that funny. of course i’ll give you a hand. c’mon, sit down,” he commands, gesturing towards the nearest empty bed. “so, what happened, exactly?” 

somehow it doesn’t surprise her at all that the first thing nate does when he sees her is crack a joke. she almost thinks that maybe, just maybe, she shows up way too often in this hospital wing for nate to take her seriously anymore. honestly, hyewon herself is rather confused by why she’s been in the hospital wing so often. she hadn’t been this clumsy as far as she remembered, but mokseong has been more stressful in ways, she supposes.

maybe there’s something more to it, but hyewon thinks that it’s far more likely she’s just distracted. there’s a lot more going on at mokseong than there ever was at hogwarts, and it almost makes her dizzy to think about it, sometimes. the sheer number of things that there are going on makes her head spin, and in that sense, she wonders if it wasn’t more inevitable that she’d wind up distracted and subsequently injuring herself.

“i can’t believe you’re making fun of me while i stand here with an injured wrist,” she says with a pout, though there’s no real heat or offence in her voice as she follows nate’s orders to sit down on the nearest empty bed. it’s a good question he asks, but hyewon isn’t really sure if she has an answer.

msunicky​:

nick startles awake — and immediately rolls over in an attempt to go back to sleep. “huh…” drowsiness is clear in his voice. he hasn’t even bothered to look up yet, face pressed right into his pillow. “what’s wrong? is there a fire? are we on fire? i need to put out the fire.” at least, that’s what he’d tried to say, but it probably came out as something like, ‘wha’s wron’? isfirewefireputfire?’ because he’s still half-asleep and has absolutely no idea what’s going on.

it takes him well over a minute of fighting the urge to fall asleep again before he’s finally moving, sitting up in bed. he’s rubbing his knuckles into his eyes in an attempt to remove the sleep, but when that doesn’t work he simply stares in front of him blearily. why is hyewon in his room? why isn’t she asleep? why isn’t he asleep? sleep’s so good… he’d been having such a nice dream… he thinks cora might’ve been in it, but the more his head clears up the less he’s remembering. he’d been flying, but not on a broom. on a dragon. that’s so cool— wait, let’s circle back there. why is hyewon in his room? had something happened?

as though he’d been hit with a bucket of ice cold water, nick’s suddenly wide awake, a frown set on his face when he realizes she’s actually there and it’s not some dream he’s still having. she looks upset, and it’s kicking in his brotherly instincts. he’s thirteen, a whole two years older than her, so of course he’s taken it upon himself to look out for her. after all, his mother had specifically requested he’d watch over her, even if that’d been almost three years ago at this point. he still took the whole big brother role serious even if they weren’t actually related. “what’s wrong? are you okay?”

she stands there with a trembling lip and her arms wrapped tightly around her blanket like it’s her lifeline. she’s sad and she misses her brother and she misses her parents. she misses their home in london, but more that, she misses korea. “nicky,” she whispers and her lip trembles dangerously. “i can’t sleep...”

she doesn’t even know what she wants from nicky, just that she feels safe with him and maybe he’ll be able to help her fall asleep when she can’t sleep alone. maybe they’ll go down to the common room. but then she’d feel bad for dragging him out of bed... but she misses home so much.

msulevi​:

uh, okay. he’s a ninety-nine point nine percent sure that he’s not dreaming, but he’d play along. it’s not like levi’s got much else going on for him right now, and if that’ll make the situation less awkward for her… why not? it’s actually kind of embarrassing for him that she keeps catching him in the weirdest locations just dozing off — he doesn’t want to give the impression that he can’t keep up with his schedule, it’s just that he kind of just… forgoes sleeping to get more time in on the pitch, sometimes. it’s his senior year, he’s being eyed by the scouts, he has to make a lasting impression, blah blah blah. he’s always done his best to prevent anyone else from noticing his weird sleeping pattern though, at least to the point where they have to worry about him (because that’s about the last thing he wants).

but he guesses hyewon’s just perceptive. maybe she’s keeping an extra eye out for him after the first time she caught him. he can’t be mad about that — it’s kind of sweet, really. toseong’s all about being able to rely on them, right? either way, this time around he can’t simply pretend she lost his scarf because he’s caught her in the act, so he guesses they’ll go with this: it’s all a dream. he’ll have some fun with it.

“alright, if this is a dream, that means i can do and ask anything i want, right?” she may be a toseong, but he’s a hwaseong. they’re kind of known to be assholes. “okay, dream version of hyewon, you should stand on your head and cluck like a chicken. i think that’d be hilarious.” he’s watching her with a mock-innocent grin on his face, clearly teasing. telling her he knows this isn’t a dream, but wondering how far she’ll take it. he’s curious: what is she going to do now?

the instant the words have left her mouth, she’s already regretting everything far too much. a dream? really? had hyewon really said that? she’s groaning internally at her own idiocy, but the only thing she can really manage to do is stand there frozen, caught in the middle of something that she really shouldn’t be embarrassed about.

“levi,” she protests helplessly when levi grins at her with that mischievous, trouble-making grin (it almost reminds her of her brother’s). “you’re actually the worst, i can’t believe you’d make me do that,” she stomps her foot quietly, no real heat behind it and she narrows her eyes at him.

msutaeyeon​:

      mokseong finally felt like a school taeyeon could start feeling like home at , her reputation or her parents didn’t follow her here and some faces that were familiar luckily never held any animosity. she was almost glad to be here… well , except for the one person she left behind , which felt like she was leaving a big part of herself. 

      esther always had this blinding belief in the shin daughter , one that she never got from anywhere and one that she relentlessly told the younger wasn’t deserved but the girl held on and taeyeon never knew why. regardless , she had gotten used to it and all those years without her support were nothing but a struggle. 

     yes , a proper explanation of her departure was what she deserved but facing her back then to say goodbye might’ve influenced her decision and that couldn’t happen. taeyeon could never have stayed there and watch herself turn into the girl her parents wanted her to be. 

    that name… she hadn’t heard that name in SO long , but the familiar voice attached to it made her turn towards it so quick and for a second she almost couldn’t believe it , not until she was bolting towards her and taeyeon took quick steps towards her only to open her arms and hold onto her best friend for dear life. “ esther… i can’t believe… —— YOU’RE HERE. ” 

her breath is coming quick in her chest, not only because of the fact that she’d just broken into a run, but also out of nervousness that the person standing there might actually be taylor. but she turns, and it is her — it really is taylor, and esther feels her heart clench as she runs straight into the other’s arms without hesitation.

she holds onto taylor as though the other girl will disappear again if she’s not holding on tightly enough. “you’re here, i can’t believe it,” she breathes out and taylor is someone she hadn’t been sure she’d ever see again. taylor and claude, two people who had left such big holes in esther’s life.

msumiyoung​:

what she’s expecting right now is the usual scolding hyewon will be going on and on with,  no end in sight until miyoung will,  unavoidably,  agree to not do any sort of charming on other students ever again.  kind of a waste of time - they both know.  there is no way miyoung can change herself,  her habits,  her personality,  and she hopes hyewon will eventually realize it and stop trying to berate her,  too.  

all expectations break the moment her friend actually speaks and it’s no scolding she’s receiving.  it’s  —  agreement?

scarce are the times miyoung finds herself speechless,  bewildered,  but hyewon has managed to get her into this very state very easily.  “hye—  what.”  widened eyes stare up at her childhood friend,  her mind trying to grasp the situation fully.  “did you just … agree with me that he deserved it?”  it must be a dream,  miyoung thinks;  there is no way a good soul,  an angel,  such as hyewon is alright with this.

“did someone hex you?  did you drink a potion?  are you alright?”  there is actual,  genuine concern laced around each word,  features twisting into something akin to worried.  she’s moved closer to hyewon,  lifts a single hand to have it pressing to the woman’s forehead.  “do you need a doctor?  the hyewon i know would be educating me on why it’s wrong to use charms on my fellow students.  and yes,  permanent.  deserved.”  shoulders lift into a small shrug,  hand dropping afterwards. 

it’s true that perhaps hyewon does scold miyoung a bit more than she does others, but it’s definitely because she loves the younger girl more than she loves other people. she views miyoung as her real little sister, despite the fact that they’re not blood-related. so maybe she’s a bit harder on miyoung than she really needs to be, but she hopes she makes up for that with love, as well.

but apparently she really scolds miyoung a bit too much, as the other girl’s surprise and concern when she agrees that the victim had deserved the punishment miyoung had levied upon him. “miyoung,” she says in exasperation as miyoung’s hand presses against her forehead. “you really — it’s not that i never side with you,” she argues with the other, pouting a little bit.