#* turn up

how odd it is to be walking into a large group of people and not receive admiring stares or pleas for an autograph.  not that seolhyun minds,  actually welcomes the change with bright eyes and an easy smile.  sure,  she’s being recognized,  but no one is pestering her for anything,  allows her curiosity about racing to grow with each step she takes closer to the person she’s meeting up with,  each expensive car her eyes observe.  the smell of gasoline lies thick in the air,  something the model has yet to get used to.

“looks like you’ve got some real rivals here,  jongin.”  her way of greeting her chidhood friend after managing to find him in the midst of all the commotion.  though the first thing hues of brown land upon is the fancy car beside him.  truly a gem,  pricy,  impressive.  even seolhyun can tell it’s worth a lot,  doesn’t dare to lay a finger on -- although the temptation to touch it keeps urging her.  

strands of black are tucked behind her ear and dainty hands rest on her hips,  eventually tearing her gaze off the vehicle to glance up at him,  thin brows raised high,  “well,  you better win today or i’m going to be real disappointed.  although,  with me beside you,  there’s no way you can possibly lose.”