STILL LEARNING.

i have unfortunately, never, not even once, thought thru the possible ramnifications of my actions so this is a sideblog. so!!!!! i’ll be following from @summerlost. it’s a musing blog, so you don’t have to follow it back— though if you see a muse on there you’re interested in, lmk n i’ll bring them in!!!!!

i have a couple premade muses along with ideas for verses and connections, but i’ll also be bringing in new muses for whatever we may cook up!!!! i generally prefer to write female-presenting fcs (i’ll make a list of fcs i wanna play...., one day........), mainly because.... i don’t know men. besides txt. yeah. otherwise, i have no preferences for plots— i will LOVE anything we do, as long as we’re having fun writing n plotting.

also.... i would like to extend my sincerest apologies to the admin(s)... i promise i read the rules when i submitted my app the first time.... i’m just stupid ♥️

her looks don’t– shouldn’t-- matter, not when she’s so young. she's walking a fine line at 13-- past the age where chubby cheeks are classified as baby fat cute, but not quite at the age where she should be worrying about her figure just yet.

thing is? no one else is waiting.

her sandbox best friend learns how to put on double eyelid tape in the subway car and the importance of a mlbb. there’s something to be said about sieun’s determination– even if her teachers make her wipe it off, by the end of the period, sujin turns her head to find sieun perfectly touched up again.

(ya, isn’t it a bother?

being ugly’s a bigger bother, sujin.)

sieun says it so matter-of-factly, looking at sujin in a way that makes the latter’s cheeks colour and shrink back into her seat, math notes shoved back under her desk.

sieun gets prettier day by day, and sujin walks further behind the group of girlfriends they’ve amassed, until eventually, she just stays in class for lunch, under the pretense of studying.

(sujin’s kind of…

yeah, i know.

weren’t you guys close?

no. i just felt bad for her.)

she stays in the bathroom stall until the bell for class rings, and if her face is a little splotchier than usual, no one notices. not with all that acne, anyway.

she asks over dinner that day.

(mom, can i get a nose job?)

she gets chopsticks thrown at her head.

(you're 15, you brat. focus on your high school entrance exams, then we'll talk.)

in exchange for her admission into ksa, she gets a pretty-girl crease on her eyelids, and her nose halved and heightened.

still, sujin finds more and more things to hate about her appearance-- even seriously considers staging an accident and falling down a flight of stairs so she can get her jaw done, but the start of school's too close for her to be able to recover in time.

and so begins her new life!