The Unbreakable Sword

Anyways, it had been a sweet time! Until we see each other again! 👋

@yoori-sgn

there aren’t many people on campus woojin actually trusted, but if there was someone he would most likely call a friend, then it was jongin. the two of them were more similiar he would have expected at first, and that was probably the reason why he come to grow a more close to the other than he initially planned to. so it had surprised him a bit to see a familiar looking woman coming to his side, after the two of them just parted ways. frowning, he stood close, mustering the couple for a moment, as he tried to remember the face.

when jongin left, the female walked in his direction and woojin recognized her at once. jetblack orbs shoke for a moment, as memories of a long lost past flashed by. yoori was someone one would call a childhood friend, though he would barely accept her as one anymore, since he was kang woojin, not koo haneul any longer.

@axel-sgn

after running a few laps around the gym, he stopped and picked up stretching again. in the kind of sports he enjoyed, it was of importance to warm up the joints and limbs properly. woojin didn’t intended to hurt and injure himself, in fact he couldn’t allow himself to show anyone on this campus a weak, fragile side. this was not how the system worked. he belonged at the top. one after another stepped into the gym, and he shortly let his dark orbs wander across each face. seemed like the annoyance in form of his brother chose another day to get to practice.

his shoulders loosened a bit. he wouldn’t have to endure the other’s piercing hazelnut coloured eyes today. when he was about to turn away from the incoming students, he noticed a familiar looking face. with a nod he greeted the other man. axel wasn’t necessarily the type of guy woojin normally hung out with and he also didn’t get along with the other the best, but now that some time had passed since their first meeting, he was ok with him.

sgndayoung:

it hasn’t been too long since dayoung’s return to seongnam, and the one thing that upset her the most was the fact that so many of her same-aged friends had already graduated. there were barely any familiar faces on campus now, and she’d ended up becoming a complete outsider. which wasn’t a particularly negative thing especially with her status now, but it did mean that it could get a bit lonely on campus.

and then she ended up stumbling upon woojin.

she can’t really remember the exact day she had seen him once again, but it didn’t matter because it was like the very first time she remembers seeing him their freshmen year. the butterflies in her stomach, and the way her cheeks would blush. a couple of years had passed, and he was now a graduate student, but that didn’t stop him from making her heart flutter like he did back when she was a freshmen. it was surprising to see that he had approached her again, and though a part of her doubted whether it was genuine—she’s had to question that a couple of times upon returning with her refreshed status—she found herself wanting to spend her time with him anyway.

dayoung’s certain that she’s already flushed pink around her ears, but she gives him a quick smile before raising her own glass and taking a quick sip. “thank you.” she’s not sure if she’s thanking him for the blatant compliments regarding her looks or the welcome back, but she decides not to elaborate on it because she doubts she can even get the right words out. “it’s nice to be back though i don’t completely feel like i’m a student anymore. well, i guess i’m not,” she said with a slight shrug.

dayoung's beauty and how it actually matched the type of women he tended to pursue, was definitely even more of a reason to pull through with his plan to win her heart and finally her hand in marriage. one would argue how it was cruel towards the other, but then again it was not like woojin intended to treat her badly. in fact, he planned to give her the world, the world he and her would form in the future.

the gentle blush surrounding her cheeks told him that she still fancied him the way she had during their freshmen year, with one difference: her name was of importance now. with a hum, he put the glass in front of his face and breathed in the scent, before taking a sip. "i guess, it's pretty hard to come back after all this time. almost everyone in our year graduated already. it's a bit lonely, isn't it?" the male said and jetblack orbs mustered her over the edge of his glass. she was truly pleasing to the eyes, and the more she blushed around him, the more he felt the need to pull her towards him. if there was something kang woojin wanted, then he would get it by all means.

sgnsorin:

◆ ‧ ━━━━━ sorin can see the confusion in his eyes and she has to wonder just what kind of people this man decides to surround himself with. is it really so unusual for people to spend time with him without wanting anything? then again, seeing the way he treated them made it hard for her to believe that the relationship was anything less than a parasite feeding on its prey, a man feeding the hungry dogs. it’s nothing like friendship. ( is this the kind of man that she loved once? ) ” i’d rather not. it makes me uncomfortable.“ sorin finally says tightly, eyes narrowed. ” i’m not really in the mood to deal with a pack of drooling hyenas.“

again she can see that her shrewd observation is surprising to him, and she truly wonders why. does he surround himself with that many stupid people? shouldn’t one try to stimulate their growth? ( is this the kind of man that she loved once? ) ” hence why i called them hyenas. you’re just as bad for feeding their greed, though.“ it’s frustrating to watch people like this. maybe it’s because she grew up on the lower end of things and he’s clearly a chaebol or something, but something is digging under her skin and this situation just feels so .. wrong. ” isn’t it lonely?“ sorin asks, eyes wide, eyes haunting. maybe he recognizes that she’s not one to be touched. maybe he remembers it’s a good idea to put his distance between them.

he doesn’t remember her at all, but it isn’t the first time that people step away from her as if they’ve been touching ice.

” please don’t call me sweetie. we’re not married.“ not this time, anyway. ” i never said we were bad, either. it wasn’t like i stopped you from taking me with you, either.“ after all, she too is curious. everything that is kang woojin tells her that he’s the exact opposite of her type yet somehow, she loved him once. maybe he was different then. ( she hasn’t seen enough to know. ) her eyes glance at his hand, to which instead she pats his cheek. ” there’s nothing to say sorry for, is there?“

it’s the look in his eyes though, that shakes her rather than his invitation. there’s some recognition swirling there, and she has to wonder if it’s just a sense of deja vu or if he actually - .. remembers. ” i don’t want to go anywhere expensive. that’s not my style.“ she chirps at him, eyes curving into crescents to stave off the feeling of dread. she hopes he doesn’t remember. it should be only her that remembers this heartache.

” i know a cafe around here. want to go?“ she pauses. ” it’s haunted though, so i hope you’re not scared of ghosts.“

who was this girl standing in front of him, squinting at his invitation as if it was a push into a dark abyss. handing out one of his countless cards happened on a daily base, he was used to people drooling about the amount of money he could provide them with. but the female he was currently confronted with didn't seem to share the same mindset as those greedy goons. what was she after then? "well, if that's how it is." he replies casually, shrugging his shoulders, frowning at her narrowing eyes. did he say something wrong? "whatever floats your boat." it was not like it mattered to him. if she wanted a piece of the cake, then she was free to take it. if not, it was her loss after all.

what she says next makes him laugh though. this one seemed to believe in the good of one's heart. how pure. "well, this is the kind of world we are living in. it's not i am responsible for them. if they want to be greedy, i let them be. i don't see why i should take care of them, when survival is what matters in our society." seemed like she was one of them. one of those people who were at the dirty end of the stick, maybe one of those who had been crawling on the ground like worms, like that bastard from his past. in normal circumstances he would have shrug her off as just some random girl, but something in him kind of sympathized with her and the way she called him out. there weren't many people who dared to do that. he was kang woojin after all.

lonely? he wonders, mustering her without saying another word. it might be, but that was simply the kind of path he had chosen for himself. in order to fulfill his goal, he had to make sacrifices. loneliness was just an illusion of the weak-hearted. the female seemed to be furious, and something in him tells him to back off. it would be just tiring to deal with someone as stubborn as her, especially when there was nothing to gain from interacting with her.

"my bad, my bad." he hums, turning slightly away from her. what did she expected him to tell her? and what was the conflict he felt, when standing there with her? she seemed to not fall into his trap of charms, seemed to be able to look through it right away and normally woojin wouldn't have even used more energy to pull her on his side, when there was nothing worth it. so him still trying to kinda confused him.

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He snorted at the question, shaking his head at the ridiculousness. How dare them to think Kang Woojin had any regrets in life. "Do I look to you like someone who has regrets? There is not such a thing in my life. I stand by every of my decisions. They helped me to be where I am standing now. And they made me the kind of man I am now."

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He crossed his legs, while giving the person asking such a question a cold look. What was even their problem? It was like they made fun of him, but Kang Woojin wasn't someone to sit there silently. "For one hour? Please, you should be realistic enough to know that one hour wouldn't do a thing at all. That's not the kind of world we are living in. Being the President is not a game. You can't expect to be able to change a thing in just one hour. That's not how it works." How laughable. That kid knew nothing. Most people probably expected him to striving to become South Korea's President just for the sake of power, but there was way more behind it. But he was not inclined to explain himself.

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He rolled his eyes at the female asking him such a dumb question. "When I was a toddler?" He snorted, as he shrugged his shoulders. Woojin was used to people trying to find his weaknesses. Not that they managed to get a thing out of him. That was not the kind of game they were playing. "Why are kids crying? That was the reason for the tears." There was it. His answer. Was she satiesfied?

@sgndayoung

everything in his career was supposed to be a success, and kang woojin constantly worked toward his overall goal of leading a meaningful, successful life. that meant to make accurate calculations about his future ahead, to guarantee everything would work out as planned. he was slowly establishing the name kang woojin, built up a reputation throughout seongnam and so the people he surrounded himself with needed to have a reputation for their own. ideally, one of these bigger names, would become the first lady of south korea in the future. at least, according to woojin.

and exactly that, the marriage to a prestigious name, he had in mind, when he approached dayoung to invite her out to a dinner. it was meant to be a celebratory one, one to welcome her back to seongnam and one to celebrate their reunion. after she left the university to pursue her acting career, they somehow lost contact. time to reconnect, he thought, as he charmingly poured more wine into her glass. "it's been a while, and i have to say that you are even more gorgeous than i remember you to be. you must have become more beautiful with every day we didn't see each other."

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