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based off this plot! { 7th one }

misun was known as that girl that owned the weird store on the outskirts of seoul and could often be found after three in the morning wandering around with no real destination; just the strange witch girl that left a curse wherever she walked. but why did everyone think misun would care enough to put a curse on everyone else when she already had a hard time dealing with her own? 

after closing the store, she stared one last time to the purple neon lights outside the building and she was on her way. she never knew where she was going and what the night would bring her but she trusted the moon to guide her path. she was the girl born on the full moon-- the night belonged to her.

except this time she got lost.

thinking about it was ironic and misun swore she could actually laugh at herself if it wasn’t for the fact she was getting tired and wished for nothing but her bed to rest on. it wasn’t as if she was particularly on a rush, but she hadn’t found anything in particular that she could take home, like in many other nights before she had. herbs she would find near the river, stones, even shells on the sands of the beach. that night, she had had no such luck.

that was why she had approached a girl that night, medium brown hair, skinny frame and deep brown eyes. something about her had misun walking up to her without thinking there was any danger attached to it. 

            “ — everyone’s ways of dealing with things are different, some are more extremethan others. you shouldn’t judge either way.”             YES, INDEED HYEJIN’S PROCESS of coping isn’t necessarily beneficial, also it couldn’t be deemed healthy either. but compared to the eccentric people in this world she didn’t think she came close to how ridiculous others could be. so why couldn’t her friend let her mope around her apartment in her coffee stained shirt all day if the hybrid wished to do so ? ( of course hyejin would ignore the fact her trash can sitting in her kitchen is currently holding three empty ice cream containers, or how she ate all three in one sitting.) hyejin blinked at her friend for another short moment before huffing out a sigh. “this is just how i deal with things, i’m sure i’ll be better in a few days. don’t worry so much about me.”

telling haeun to not worry about her friends was a tall order. she would probably have better luck telling the rain to stop falling.

「 JINNIE | HURT MEME : ACCEPTING。」

" yeah, no fuckin’ kidding. ”

daehwan let out a. slight groan. he felt like the back of his head got rammed in with a sledgehammer. he remembered being in the club and having a bit to drink, not enough to completely forget that he got in a fight with someone over something. he was pretty sure that his friend had something to do with provoking it, and he barely recognized the girl in front of him sat over him.

over him?

daehwan looked around. he laid on a couch in a room full of scents that he couldn’t quite recognize. he looked at her again while holding his head in pain.

“ what the hell happened? ”

the station smelled like, okay - nevermind. daehwan turned his head and saw a slew of people with earbuds and phones to keep them out of an anxious situation. it wasn’t pathetic, it wasn’t pitiful, it was just how it worked now. he was the only one without his headphones in, aside from this other girl. the one directly next to him, quite conveniently.

the trains pushed along and the daily routine was the same every single day. but he never really felt like he was getting noticed like how he noticed other people, which was fine. granted, it wasn’t exactly enlightening. he took this path every day, and he never noticed the girl beside him.

as they got on the train he saw an open seat, but waved a hand for the girl to take as he grabbed hold of a pole. “ it’s all yours. ”