valentine’s day is jinwoo’s least favorite holiday.

don’t get him wrong, he’s down for a romantic anything, whether it’s a tryst or a fling or a one-night stand. but those are better off saved for white day, when the guys pursue the girls and he has say in who gets to bother him for a week or two. not to mention, he has to play nice with confessions from the more naive chunghwa population, and he’s even more high-strung than usual by the time he comes across the other.

on the bright side, there are chocolates.

(heavens take pity on anyone who doesn’t know his true colors but lavishes their gifts upon him. gifts well-wasted, in jinwoo’s brothers’ opinions and likely anyone who knows the brat well enough, but he’s not about to reveal himself on a day like this.)

it’s more busy than usual for him today. he could implode from the sheer sugar rush he’s gotten just from the morning half of candy alone, and besides . . . with all the love in the air, even jinwoo can’t help but feel infected.

It was an indisputable fact that Leia was not the most ordinary of people-- in fact, she could probably considered one of the stranger individuals you could encounter! What with her penchant for not wearing shoes, her seemingly shaky grasp of normal social customs and the fact that she always smelled like fish, it was indisputable that she wasn’t quite typical. 

With that in mind, her current situation should have been considered normal-- but really, it wasn’t. Anyone approaching down the road would notice the green-haired girl crouched in the grass along the side, an oldish bucket at her side. The rust accumulating on it suggest that it’s been used frequently and is often wet, or at least left out in the rain. Leia doesn’t seem concerned with the strange picture she paints, instead occupied by dipping her hand into the bucket and alternately fiddling with the handle.

However, when she notices someone approaching down the road, she jolts upright, waving her wet hand so that the bangles on it clatter in a way that’s hard to ignore.

“Ah, hello! You there! Please, lend me a hand-- or two, perhaps! I apologize deeply for interrupting you, but if you can see...”

Here she pauses, gesturing at the bucket next to her bare feet. The handle, which had been hard to see from a distance, seems to be twisted and broken.

“It was too heavy! And it broke, and I cannot carry it home. Please, can you assist me? It would be such a shame to leave it here! And I can, uh... compensate, yes!”

Jin was still working on funding a new hospital in the city, but until then, he’d been working as a clinic doctor. The clinic was quite lively, and he quite like the nurses that worked with him there, even if he didn’t know all of them especially well. 

Taking a moment to adjust his glasses, the tall man entered one of the rooms, picking up the clipboard on the door before entering, his violet eyes turning to take a gander at his patient.

Taking in a deep breath, Iris escaped her stuffy apartment and took a step outside, deciding that a walk would do her good. Outside of work, she spent most of her time indoors working on novels she had little to no confidence in, and a break every so often wouldn’t hurt, would it? 

Her wandering was practically aimless, seeing as how she had no idea where to go from here on out. A pleasant little walk with no set goals...yes, that sounded even better than knowing where she was going. She’d let life take her wherever it cared to go, and she’d follow along. Clutching a book against her chest, speaking happily to seemingly no one but herself.

Amanda was one of the few people who was overjoyed by the recent snow falls. She wasn’t a huge fan of the cold, but snow was always fun to play in! As she skipped through the snow, building herself a little snowman, she started making a few snow balls. She didn’t have anyone to throw them at, but now that the snow man was built...

A look of mischief played on her face as she molded some of the snow into a tightly packed ball and she danced back a few steps before winding up and aiming at the snowman. Just as she let the snow ball fly, someone walked right in front of the snowman and she yelled out a quick, “Look out!!” just in time for the person to receive a snowball to the face. 

Kai hated the snow more than anything. As he headed home from work, he felt his body shivering uncontrollably and he cursed lightly. He was a man who loved to show off his body, and having to be bundled up just wasn’t his style. Still, he pulled his scarf tighter to his face and sighed. 

As he was still a little ways away from home, he found his eyes darting around until he spot a place serving coffee. At least he could stop and warm up before continuing his trip home.

[ 服 ] -—- White, a blissful white. A blissful white shower fell from the heavens as Antoinette Dubois found herself on her way home from another long, tedious day’s worth of work. Alone on the darkening path, the sun’s light was soon fading into the dark, and the snow that was once white before her eyes became unclear. Streetlights soon filled the night, a yellow light reflecting on the surfaces that surrounded her. It was pleasant, yet gloomy. Just another long walk home to the place where she would be alone once more.

However, the snow began to fall faster, and the air that blew began to feel colder on her face. A slight panic grew over her as she realised how far away she was from home. If the weather kept it’s downward spiral, she would most likely be freezing and covered in snow before she got home. Slowly she found herself speeding up her pace. But as she did, the snow found itself falling faster, and faster, and faster. Quickly her eyes shot around for somewhere where she could take shelter, but it was hard to see under the yellow light of the streetlights in this snowy darkness. It was across the street that she saw a shop of some kind, that still looked to be open.