➤ clexle ( + source ) -  ( status : not accepting. ) 

Hana’s never too sure what she’s doing wrong, normally doing her own thing the way she plans to. Due to how she’s constantly venturing out when she has the time to do so. The consequences can be dealt with later on if she were to end up in trouble, though to the young woman; she could care less about what happens. It feels close to forever since spending time with friends, hence is why she’s calling up the first person that was picked at random. 

And maybe this was considered wrong, to trespass into a location that had caution signs lingering from one side to another. Here she was, trying to break the lock that’s keeping the gates from opening for anyone only to remove the pin out of the slot in order to take a step back. A deep sigh was drawn and her head tilts up to check the height of the entryway that was preventing either one of them to invade the area. 

➤ deepvsix ( + source ) -  ( status : not accepting. ) 

Despite her slight mood swings the past few weeks, she was surprisingly in a good mood. Which must have been too obvious by the way she’s smiling from cheek to cheek and her heels were bouncing along the pavement when walking besides the other. Nonetheless, she was anticipating such a predictable question. Her eyes shifted over towards the older woman’s direction with her shoulders immediately shrugging upwards. Silently thinking of an answer for Yura with her lips puckering out. 

❝… I got laid, that’s why. Can’t you tell by such a gorgeous after glow.❞ Hana coos out with her fingers wiggling around the sides of her cheeks. A burst of laughter flowing afterwards and surely that isn’t the truthful statement. With her schedule packed with planning and a few hours with the band members, along with her fiance having a filled routine of endless hours of work; there’s no such time for that. 

➤ ccatrix ( + source ) -  ( status : not accepting. ) 

People have their limitations regardless of the patience they can carry on for years. Someone’s bound to crack and display the broken fragments scattered for one’s eyes to see. How many people were willing to stay besides another’s side through it all? From where life displays a darker side of the situation and suddenly, it starts to hurt a lot more than it should. Hana doesn’t know, how people genuinely are behind closed doors or when others aren’t around. 

How dangerous, this twist of faith that came right in front of her. Hana doesn’t display nervousness when the words spilled out of those chapped lips though a familiar shiver rises along her body when it reaches her ears. She can be one too, anyone can. Depending on their choices and behavior around others. Does she consider this male a liar? Perhaps. It’s the choice of words and lack of evidence that makes her think otherwise. She’s seen worse, met worse; fell in love with a monster if she’d like to come close to it. 

     ❝Don’t you think it’s a little oh -- idiotic -      to call yourself that?❞ 

➤ 93929 ( + source ) - ( status : not accepting. ) 

Jealousy is a trait that rarely appears in Hana’s emotions when she’s around particular people. It’s not often she feels that way towards anyone either due to how nonchalant she treats most situations. Either shrugging it off or completely making it as a sarcastic joke since she didn’t want to come off as too stern, despite her facial features playing a more intimidating aura to one’s perspective. 

That’s the exact expression she’s carrying along her face right now when hearing the older male. Nose scrunching at such a foolish inquiry that escapes his mouth and she scoffs in response. Was there anything to be jealous about that Hongbin obtained that she could never reach for? Most likely. Everything has things that one truly desired for but never grasped within their own hands. 

     ❝No. Or is this the part where I’m supposed to nod      my head so you can feel some sort of pride?❞ 

➤ d0lia ( + source ) - ( status : not accepting. ) 

More like she said enough, more than she actually wanted to. And it’s not that she’s around the type of atmosphere where she’s constantly craving for a package containing white dusts in her hold. Hana’s trying to break out of that addiction but it crawls up, lure her in with temptation but it didn’t go as plan. Things fell apart around her and she happened to catch the whole scenario. Without the police officers catching her as the suspect but as a bystander. 

Young Shin, that was the reporter’s name, correct? Well, in this case, she doesn’t enjoy a handful of questions being tossed to her direction numerous times. Simply providing a truthful response because it was only fair to do so despite her words sounded sharper than her usual tone. It’s her lack of patience, the mood swings she usually gets during the past week and Hana’s been exhausted physically. 

With her palm pressing into her neck, her nose scrunches in distaste. Recalling that she didn’t answer the last question since she wasn’t comfortable with spilling out names. One reason in particular was due to how people can pick off who was the person that spilled the information that wasn’t supposed to be heard by another pair of ears. Hana doesn’t want to be a target of any sort. 

➤ mdpvrk ( + source ) - ( status : not accepting. ) 

Honestly, she would say those words. Spoke about how non-existent forever is in this world and how pitiful the definition was because it’s not true. There is no such thing as forever yet people constantly speak about it, promise it to their loved ones and to keep a friendship so it wouldn’t burn down so easily. Deep down she wanted to believe it. Wanting nothing more than to keep all that made her happy to be alive when eventually it’ll fade away. 

How great would it be? To have a cigarette within her hand to inhale the taste of nicotine on her tongue but she doesn’t have it. Therefore, it’s a little more stressful when there’s no sense in relief she can grasp onto. ❝Well, now I know you truly been spending too much time with me.❞ A faint laugh bubbles out of her mouth when she attempts to crack a joke between their discussion because she doesn’t feel any reason to be saddened by words she praised continuously about. Sometimes, she believed that those who informed her that she wasn’t a decent influence upon her own best friend strikes upon her and she realizes that they were right in their own reasoning. 

They’re at a point in their lives where it becomes scarier to live. To get too close to someone. To fall in love. To grow up. They didn’t teach anything close to that when they were under the studies between books and constant late night studies. Well she’s over with that, he’s still living that educated lifestyle. It’s different. Elders didn’t create classes where they teach the youngers how to live and what to expect from the world. It was taught through other people and the events that come across through actions, mistakes and how they are as people. 

Frightening to know that time flies faster than how their minds work around a problem. It becomes a greater fear to know that it becomes easier to lose the value of adoration and friendships when the day passes away. 

❝It’s scary, huh? To know that forever doesn’t exist.❞ Hana admits it. There’s no shame in hiding such emotion around the younger male when he knows her mindset by now. They were closer, closer than they both would never expect. ❝To know that eventually things are going to come to an end.❞ 

➤ taxichanmist ( + source ) - ( status : not accepting. ) 

People who’ve met Hana once in their life knows how she is. Constantly trying to pick at people’s nerves until irritation filled the pit of their stomachs because she wasn’t the easiest person to be around with. Not only that, she isn’t particularly fond of the whole idea of being too friendly and a display of mannerisms is completely out of her comfort zone. Therefore with how realistic she is as a person, others weren’t going to be pleased with her presence overall. And she’s fine with that. 

     ❝Oh? Such hurtful words coming from such pretty lips.❞ 

There she goes, the constant taunts to the sarcastic words. It’s never ending no matter how much life changed around her. Hana should learn how to bite her words back, graze her canines over the tip of her tongue but she refuses to be spoken down to. Not again. Irises darkening with the way the other spoke directly at her, there was so many opportunities of others wiping out her existence when they had the chance to do it. Every single one of them, failed horribly and she did nothing more than to laugh and shrug it off as if nothing happened. Her head tips to the side, refusing to show the obvious amusement along youthful features. Fingers grazing over the plump skin of her bottom lip and again Hana speaks.