ā¹Ā baechujāĀ reblogged for a starter
Spotlight. One of the many things Yan feared was being the center of attention no matter where it came from and over the course of time sheād been acknowledge by several people that found her beauty of worth and high model potential. Of course, for obvious reasons regarding her privacy,Ā sheād turned them all down and since then saw that she stick tightly to simplicity. She got what she called a normalĀ job surrounded by normalĀ people where even then she made little to no connection with anyone at all, but bad luck rests in the tip of her icy fingers.
Trouble finds her at a quiet cafe, coffee in hand (Ā ā though it serves its purpose as mere decoration rather than an actual drink ) with her palm against her chin, eyes trained on the scenery outside the wide shop window. Moments of tranquility pass before its silence is Ā interrupted by a sudden cacophony of both a scream and the sound of splashing liquid which is soon soiled to her clothing, and if that wasnāt enough, a body comes crashing down with it.Ā
Her eyes are wide with surprise as she comes to recognize the being in which had just stumbled into her, Irene Bae, an idol. Just the kind of famous attention Yan always wanted to avoid. Though she wishes she opted not to say anything, her words come out shaky and unsure,Ā āA-are you okay?ā
