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Jiha buried her hands in her pockets. According to the bus schedule, she should be on her way back home. However, she remained at the bus stop a block away from the company building. It was hr own misjudgement to take public transit this morning, who knew it would get so cold? 

She noticed the teenage girl at the stop with her, even less equipped for the frosty temperature, and it showed. The girl looked familiar, but then again most people did these days.

“Hey, if you’re that cold you can borrow my scarf or something.” Jiha shrugged at the other. It was her nice deed for the day.

All The Little Things | Accepting

As a kid, what were they like?

“a pain in the ass, that’s what my sisters always told me. i grew up on jindo and there’s not a lot to do there so i’d always find something to do and usually just get into trouble. up until i got a guitar i would just spend all my free time hanging outside and climbing trees and stuff and then i just stayed home and made a whole lot of noise while i tried to learn how to write songs.”