hoon: encontré unos zarcillos en el salón de práctica, pero no tengo ni idea de quién es, ¿serán tuyos?

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“i’ve protected you for this long  and haven’t asked for anything in return. all i’m asking for is a little help.”

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her finger slides across her screen, scrolling over notifications as she sits back in her seat-- eyes trailing over various messages, notifications and emails. there’s one from a former benefactor stating her upcoming semester’s intuition has been paid off. she hums, typing out a quick thank you with a heart emoji he had liked so much. her tongue clicks as she swipes to the next, scrunches her nose up from another email from a daddy. it’s not nice words, all accusations and derogatory names that eunbi frowns at and swipes away. 

one pointed fingernail taps on the table. her tongue pokes against the inside of her cheek-- and the approaching waitress has her lifting her head. an eyebrow raises, a polite smile on her face.

“just waiting, but a water would be nice.” eunbi’s voice cuts in, quick and to the point. the waitress blinks in surprise before she smiles, nods her head and spins around the way she came. the smile slides off her face as she returns her gaze to the phone; she’s done this one too many times. it’s all habitual, routine at this point. 

her head lifts at the sight of an approaching body, appraising for a moment-- before they drift back to her phone, only to shoot back up when they come closer and closer, stopping near her table. her mouth parts, surprise in her features as her head cocks to the side.

Eunbi: YES I’M GLAD YOU ASKED!