call  it  instinct,  but  jinhae  knew  the  moment  they  stepped  into  the  packed  club  that  something  was  off.  "  i  have  a  bad  feeling  about  this  .  .  "  he  mutters  to  nana,  leaning  close  so  she  can  hear  him  over  the  pounding  bass,  "  i  think  i  already  saw  one  of  my  dad's  men  around  here.  "  gently  tugging  her  by  the  arm,  he  moves  her  ahead  of  him,  keeping  her  within  sight  as  his  senses  sharpen,  eyes  scanning  every  corner  of  the  room.  "  you  sure  this  is  the  right  place  ?  "

𐔌   ‧ ˚ ⋅                    the flashing lights in a kaleidoscope of illumination shielded them in a way —- could blend in with the rest of the club goers as the bass reverberated through her very soul . picking out notes she’d written on a piece of paper ; going old school encase her father tapped her phone , she triple checked the location . ❛ this is where i heard them say they’d meet .. ❜ turned to her partner in crime , solemn expression soon tainting pretty visage , ❛ your fathers name was brought up multiple times —- and it didn’t sound good . ❜ guilt pulling taut within , jaw locking at the prospect of her own bloods brutality toward his business partner . ❛ what if they knew about us ? ❜

sakura gives a little nod, determination girdling the obsidian of her gaze as she gives suki’s arm a gentle grip. “right ? i think i’ve been humbled too many times by our teachers to let that happen.” especially dancing since it wasn’t her forte in the beginning, unlike marie or suki. as drinks are handed out the snowy feline’s eyes are almost disappointed that it states 0 alcohol but alas, her smile curls wide, glossy and elated. “i’m wondering what our fans will call themselves …. blackpink was blink, bts army … what do you girls think ?” marie asks, curious.

𐔌   ‧ ˚ ⋅                    yiren was already indulging in candied fruit —- more focused on the food side of things than the alcohol ; chuckling at their visual’s momentary disappointment . though , it was better to debut with clear heads . ❛ we need to be top of the game ! ❜ she said , quietly , observing her members . suki was crouching beside sora to help check the meat as she thought on it , ❛ since we’re going with the magical girl concept first —- why don’t we create a fandom name through that ? ❜ but , before she could even attempt , their leader was quick to the punch , ❛ celeste , guardians —- ❜ and that was when their maknae was interrupting , ❛ senshi’s !? ❜

❛ thought i’d give it a shot ! ❜ had always been taught by the oracles light to never show fear —- especially in the face of danger . with a swift yank , silken cape tore through the head but she daren’t take a single step to or from the female . a suicidal approach . hands up in surrender as she raised a brow , ❛ what am i even here for anyway ? ❜

 ❛  depends  what  kind  of  magic  we  are  talking  about  ?  ..  i  guess  technically  i  do,  i  mean  i  have  seen  some  odd  things  happening  here  and  there,  at  least  in  movies  and  youtube  videos.  ❜  he  goes  on,  sudden  burst  of  energy  and  his  mouth  moving  like  a  revving  car  on  the  side  of  the  road  used  by  teenagers.  maybe  it  as  all  the  healing  the  female  was  doing,  maybe  that  was  fixing  something  inside  him  as  well.  ❛  cute  guardian  angel  ?  do  you  think  i  deserve  one  ?  ❜  he  asks,  his  voice  quieter  now.

𐔌   ‧ ˚ ⋅                    dipped her head , questioning gaze within does —- ever graceful in her movements as she finished her ministrations and closed the first aid kit with a gentle click . ❛ this is mainly for show —- ❜ gestures to the box , all sparkly and stickered to the nines . ❛ the real magic comes from here ! ❜ a flutter of her fingers before raising a brow . ❛ do you believe that you don’t deserve one ? ❜ placed a delicate hand upon his forearm , ❛ everyone needs a little bit of heaven in their lives . ❜

            scrunching  his  face  in  mock  disgust  at  the  thought,  "  no,  we  really,  truly  don't  want  that.  my  time  with  her  .  .  i  would  classify  it  as  a  dark  time  of  my  life.  "  yujun  snickered,  voice  raised  just  enough  to  carry  over  the  music  as  he  trailed  after  kairi  to  the  dance  floor,  arm  slipping  easily  around  her  waist.  leaning  in  slightly,  he  kept  his  grin  in  place,  eyes  flicking  to  the  side  without  turning  his  head.  "  okay,  i  think  she's  looking  this  way  .  .  "  he  murmured,  still  grinning  as  his  gaze  lingered  in  his  periphery,  "  think  she's  starting  to  process  it.  "

𐔌   ‧ ˚ ⋅                    the moment his arm circled her waist , she felt the surge of confidence engulf her —- happy to know he was fully on board with this playful game of cat & mouse . arms gently gliding to rest carefully upon his shoulders as she bit down on her lower lip and gazed up at him , amusement dancing across doll like visage , ❛ do i make it obvious and look ? ❜ chuckling at their master plan , ❛ didn’t expect it to be that easy .. ❜

       elbows  resting  atop  of  the  surface  too,  back  proper  stretched  while  taking  in  the  view  of  nari  seated  beside  of  her.   “  a-ah  i  do  have  a  secret  patreon,  releasing  the  pages  and  stories.  ”   lacking  the  confidence  in  the  sense  of  creativity  regarding  the  story  lines,  as  akari  knew  her  art  style  was  highly  loved  by  the  people  aiding  her  online,  but  she  hadn't  dared  to  show  her  face  to  anyone   —-   remaining  a  faceless  creator  just  up  until  this  point.   “  i'd  gladly  create  a  design  for  you,  but  inking  would  have  to  be  done  by  one  of  my  colleagues   ;   i  just  draw  and  design,  nari  ~  ”   head  tips  and  her  locks  falls  to  one  side  naturally,  lips  forming  a  small  pout  while  looking  down  at  the  paper  and  she's  reaching,  timidly,  for  her  sketch  book  where  further  secret  drawings  were  hidden.   “  i  did  do  a  few  sailor  moon  inspired  ones  ...  ”   hoping  perhaps  it'd  make  nari  further  the  details  of  what  she  was  thinking  of  getting.

𐔌   ‧ ˚ ⋅                    immediately one to jump into supporting her friends from the get go —- she was all over those patreon details . practically handing her her card for the highest tier ! ❛ you seem concerned .. ❜ a rare sentiment when the pixie wannabe was genuine and not up to consistent mischief , ❛ i don’t think you realise how good you are . ❜ eyes widening as she clasped her hands under her chin in pure adoration , gazing at the beauty of the drawings within . ❛ i love fighting evil by moonlight ! ❜ a triumphant outburst by hers truly . ❛ okay , serious question here that could define our entire friendship .. ❜ dramatic lil ass , ❛ who’s your fave sailor scout !? ❜

 another  sigh  escapes  her  lips,  though  she  quickly  turns  the  energy  brighter  again,  "  oh,  teeell  me  about  it  !  your  muscles  must  be  screaming  for  help.  "  she  chuckles,  nodding  along  in  full  agreement,  "  true  that.  and  yes  !  sleepover  !  "  her  smile  grows  wider,  though  it  fades  just  as  fast  when  her  eyes  wander  past  adriana's  shoulder.  spotting  a  familiar  group  of  men  gathered  outside  the  ramen  restaurant,  her  jaw  nearly  drops,  voice  faltering,  "  girl,  i-  .  .  .  i  think  the  men  from  the  club  are  outside  .  .  "

but , their lighter talk was cut short —- face paling under the realisation of femmes tone . inclining her head over her shoulder ; perhaps in the most obvious way possible , she cursed under her breath before turning back to millie . shit , shit , shit . ❛ we gotta leave .. he strikes me as a creep who wouldn’t hesitate to hit a woman . ❜ quickly slurping the rest of her noodles —- waste not , want not & all that jazz . ❛ do you think he saw us ? ❜ tapping the table with her manicure as she quickly thought of an escape route . ❛ do you think the bathroom has a window ? ❜ yet without a second thought , his sharp tone sent chills down the entirety of her spine —- he’d seen them .

       snorting,  highly  amused  at  how  quick  a  change  of  demeanor  was  made  upon  the  language  barrier  broken  apart   —-   not  completely  lost  behind  a  bus,  despite  his  fathers  many  dislikes  toward  hajoon's  choices.   ‘  wouldn't  call  it  that,  not  with  your  decision  of  location.  ’   even  now,  adriana  hadn't  even  flinched  from  his  approaching  silhouette,  despite  the  two  of  them  only  having  a  title  labeled  as  classmates.   ‘  just  trying  to  get  to  know  who  i'm  in  class  with.  ’   nonchalant,  almost  too  good  of  a  liar   ;   boredom  being  the  mere  reason  behind  his  sudden  poking  in  places  his  nose  didn't  necessarily  belong.  especially  when  delivered  on  a  silver  plate.   ‘  is  that  so  wrong  of  me  ?  ’   hand  rose  to  allow  digit  to  swirl  around  her  naturally  curly  locks,  brow  slightly  quirking.

𐔌   ‧ ˚ ⋅                    ❛ plenty of other students would die for your attention , darling .. ❜ pleasantly surprised by his gumption —- didn’t flinch away though . ❛ why pick the one that’s obviously taken ? ❜ she wasn’t —- a fling was a fling . dude had ghosted her the moment he got his fix anyway . scoffed internally simply at the thought . but , pretty boy before her didn’t need to know all the nitty gritty details ! stood to her full height —- still not succeeding his own , no where near . ❛ unless you’re jealous ? i would be too .. ❜ slipped from his bubble , arm purposely brushing against his side as she moved toward her desk to retrieve her studies —- amused at her own turn around to throw him off kilter , ❛ he’s hot , no ? totally your type ! ❜

head raises from the book in front of him each time the doors opened, eagerly waiting for her figure to enter the café he had picked so carefully, and each time disappointment tugs at his chest. hajoon grew too attached to their late night encounters, when the world seemed to belong to just the two of them. every minute seemed to drag until he was in her presence again. when the girl finally approaches the table, hajoon's eyes glimmer. ❛ hello, ❜ a warm greet. ❛ i took the liberty to order it for us, should be here any time soon. had a nice walk here? ❜

𐔌   ‧ ˚ ⋅                    he knew her order —- truly was the little things in life . flutter of butterflies erupting within as she bit back the gentle smile threatening to paint the obvious on doll like features . ❛ aren’t you quite the gentleman ! ❜ scrunch of her nose as she pulled a multitude of novels from pretty pink backpack and placed them on the wooden surface of rustic coffee table before falling beside him onto the couch after removing her coat . ❛ it’s getting colder out there , the winter months are among us ! ❜ cadence of gentle giggles escaping her , but just as she was about to start on her ( practical ) presentation of her latest romance novella , their drinks arrived . ❛ thank you so much ! ❜ taking one of the marshmallows betwixt perfectly manicured fingertips and popping it in her mouth in delight , ❛ mmh , i love how well you know me ! ❜

❛ what? ❜ makeup brush freezes in midair, halway to the girl's face as she turns sharply to face her friends. ❛ aw, not jongin. he seemed so nice, ❜ the tone is closer to a whine now, words followed by a sigh of defeat. ❛ play him...? i mean, i'm going anyway so that could be one way out of it. what do you suggest? ❜

𐔌   ‧ ˚ ⋅                    seemed ; definitely the keyword here ! ❛ right ?! man needs an oscar for those acting skills .. ❜ frustrated the fae to no end as she was quick to scramble back up and move behind bestie while looking at her reflection in the mirror —- hands placed gently upon her shoulders , cheeks aligned . ❛ we’re gonna make him fall for you entirely .. i mean , who wouldn’t ? ❜ reached down for a bolder lipstick colour before smiling i n n o c e n t l y , ❛ then we’re gonna tear him down like he does to all the other women in his life .. ❜

                                    yurim’s   chest   tightened   at   the   way   their   voice   faltered,   the   way   those   cotton   candied   waves   fell   like   a   curtain   between   them.   she’d   been   ready   to   snap,   to   call   the   whole   thing   ridiculous,   but   watching   summer   fold   in   on   herself   chipped   at   that   sharpness   until   it   dulled.   ❝   hey,   don’t—   don’t   do   that…   ❞   she   murmured,   softer   now,   the   kind   of   tone   she   hated   to   admit   still   came   so   naturally   around   her.   she   stepped   closer,   just   enough   that   her   hand   twitched   like   it   might   reach   out   before   she   stopped   herself.   ❝   i   didn’t   mean   it   like   that.   it’s   not…   it’s   not   hell   being   with   you.   it’s   just—   us.   everything   we   left   hanging.   ❞   a   beat,   her   throat   tightening   as   she   forced   herself   to   hold   summer’s   gaze.   ❝   if   you   really   need   me   there,   i’ll   do   it.   holding   hands,   dinner,   the   whole   thing.   just…   don’t   write   me   off   that   easily.   ❞

𐔌   ‧ ˚ ⋅                    heart coiled in her throat —- a lump that was suffocating to swallow ; a broken memory of when they used to be happy ? what the hell happened ?! femmes approval had summer turning her head in surprise as she raised a brow , ❛ write you off ? ❜ a surge of frustration washing over her , but she pushed it down —- she had to . ❛ i could never do that . you’re the only thing in my goddamn mind ! ❜ a confession that wasn’t intended to slip out . a quick and brief silence taut between them as she ( very ) swiftly changed the subject of their past . focusing entirely on the present and this future trip . ❛ i’ll tell them after —- i just can’t ruin their holiday . not after everything . i just need them to have this week .. happy . ❜ the guilt gnawing within —- she hurt everyone she ever loved , including the woman in front of her . ❛ you can take the main bedroom , i’ll sneak into the guest on every night . ❜ a nod of affirmation before she reached out for others hand , ❛ thank you . i promise to make it up to you and then after ? i’ll be out of your life . ❜ a twist of the knife within at her own cut throat words but she couldn’t bring anymore pain upon her ex beau .

𐔌   ‧ ˚ ⋅                    ❛ sounds a little too clichè , hm ? ❜ inky spill of pretty locks cascading down her back as she tossed them over her shoulder . inclination of her head as she noted him looking at her , candied blush dusting the bridge of her nose and apples of her cheeks —- an opportunity she’d never thought she’d have ; to be here , with him . mirrored his pose , ❛ i do , but not enough to move back here . paris is beautiful but it is highly romanticised .. ❜ turned her body so she was facing him , elbows resting behind her on the railing as nimble manicured hands lay limp before her , ❛ what about you , pretty boy ? first time here in lil ol’ paree ? ❜ accent switch for playful measure !

rolled  his  eyes  in  a  playful  manner–-  “  yeah.  you  can  say  i’ve  got  a  good  eye  for  details.  ”  shocked, eyes  widened  at  the  revelation  that she  was  indeed  a  professional  and  worked  on  that  game.  he  had  been  thinking  of  getting  the  app  on  his  phone  to  fool  around  when  he  was  bored  at  home.  “  no  way!  we  gotta  play  together  some  time.  ”

𐔌   ‧ ˚ ⋅                    a chuckle escaped her as she nodded her head , ❛ hmm , you think you can out dance me ? ❜ a challenge she would gladly accept . ❛ let’s see how good that eye truly is for detail . let me be the judge of that ! ❜ laced her arm alongside his and tugged him along , ❛ why waste any time —- don’t want you spending all your time practicing now , do i ? ❜

       "  what  would  you  like  to  know  ?  "   brow  is  quirking  upward,  eyeing  the  femme  with  curious  eyes   —-   amused  by  the  rapid  change  of  mood,  from  fearing  the  view  to  now  seemingly  intrigued.   "  at  times,  yes   ...   everybody  have  their  favorite  kind  of  meal,  no  ?  "   pearly  whites  is  seen  capturing  bottom  lip,  head  canting  to  the  side  while  observing  adriana's  grin.   "  why  ?  are  you  offering  ?  "   remaining  the  playful  air  thickening  around  them.

𐔌   ‧ ˚ ⋅                    favourite meal ? he sounded like he was conjuring up some ideals in that hesd of his . ❛ as in a specific blood type .. or person ? ❜ didn’t even attempt to best around the bush with her wonderment . ❛ did you want me to offer ? ❜ rhetorical question , fingertip tracing the planes of his chest atop of shirt . the bass booming around them , reverberating her very soul and mixing with the quickening rate of her heartbeat .

       luckily  the  electricity  hadn't  quit  on  them  yet,  so  mingyu  quickly  got  to  it  in  heating  up  water  in  the  kettle  of  the  smaller  workers  lounge   —-   nothing  too  fancy,  nothing  too  big  but  it  had  the  necessities  for  the  employees  to  eat  lunch  and  be  seated  somewhat  comfortably.   “  well,  there's  a  bean  bag  and  snacks  i  suppose  that's  a  good  enough  substitute  ?  ”   always  the  type  to  find  the  positives  in  every  situation,  fingers  busying  preparing  a  cup  noodle  for  each  while  also  making  them  hot  cocoa  in  to-go  mugs   ;   looking  over  his  shoulder.   “  do  you  want  marshmallows  in  there  or  whipped  cream  ?  ”   noticing  how  convenient  a  convenience  store  was  in  situations  as  the  one  the  two  of  them  were  currently  in   ;   it  held  all  kinds  of  supplies  to  ensure  time  would  pass  quicker.   “  my  tv  and  bed   ...   especially  after  evening  shifts  ~  ”   the  oblivious  type,  so  male  didn't  even  catch  onto  her  asking  if  there  perhaps  was  a  special  someone   —-   mingyu  too  all  over  the  place  to  properly  notice.   “  do  you  have  a  comfort  show  or  series  you  watch  ?  ”   curiosity  laced  in  his  question,  glancing  at  her  over  his  shoulder  as  the  water  boiled  inside  the  kettle   ;   making  him  able  to  finish  up  their  gourmet  meal  and  drink.

𐔌   ‧ ˚ ⋅                    gentle smile graced her lips as she wandered over to the small kitchenette to help with anything —- biting her lip at the sight of chocolatey goodness , ❛ could i perhaps have both ? ❜ was that a little greedy ? her father would have said so . not how a princess should behave . the rules had always been strict amongst the palace grounds . part of the reason she’d been so eager to get away from it all . his question snapped her from reverie as she cant her head to the side and thought about it for a moment , ❛ hm ? i’ve been watching a lot of anime recently .. ❜ sheepish admittance , didn’t know how well that would be received . ❛ i’ve been into historical drama’s also —- you know those overly cheesy soppy ones ? ❜ a giggle escaping as she covered her mouth with her hand and shook her head , ❛ it’s always so fascinating to watch depictions of the royal families —- ❜ a little too on the nose as she faltered , quickly grabbed the cup noodles and began wandered over to one of the beanbags . ❛ i guess we’ll never know what it’s truly like . ❜ an obvious cover up .