#fmsaebyeok

Which is how he found himself seated at the same table as Oli, right next to him. He wasn’t sure how he ended up in the exact spot, especially after he tried switching with three of their other friends, but he couldn’t find anymore excuses as to why they should switch seats with him. 

Oli’s presence was almost unbearable, and every time his arm brushed up against his, it felt like it left a scorch mark in its place. He was unusually quiet for entirety of the dinner, only speaking when he was directly spoken to, and it wasn’t until their friends ended up either going to use the restroom or going for a smoke break that Lim finally looked at Oli. They were the only two left at the table, and the silence was stifling. After a few moments of eye contact, he finally spoke. 

“..Hey.” 

The greeting felt weird. Hey? Was that really all he could say? After avoiding him for weeks after their drunken confessions, that was the best he could do? Apparently it was.

( IF YOU COULD TRAVEL ANYWHERE IN THE WORLD WHERE WOULD IT BE? )

“oh that’s hard,” he chuckles lightly, head tilted slight as he gives it some thought. “there’s a lot of places, but i’ve been feeling portugal lately, mostly for the good weather.” 

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     dabin had been hanging around a newfound cafe down far-off streets. their allowance was distributed, so she figured she could spend it on a hefty priced drink she abstained from on ordinary days where frugality was valued. her voice cooperated exceptionally today and for that reason she was lax.

     she watched around as people did what they had to do (albeit almost falling asleep as she did). come and go, enter then leave. she felt silly for feeling so light. dabin watched around once more. her attention, however, was quickly caught by one lonesome notebook on a chair.

     casually, she moved towards the seat and looked around to find its owner. nobody seemed to be losing a notebook. she flipped the thing open—lyrics and stanzas that were both familiar and unfamiliar had presented themselves to her; indeed, she felt incredibly rude and intrusive. but she needed to get a return address.

     even so, all she had was ‘wonder records’ etched on its back. it made sense at least, as the building was only a street down from here. dabin made a rush to leave and headed towards the company.

     the building was in many ways expansive and huge. she feels a rush of intimidation suddenly. maybe she should have just left the notebook at the cafe. dabin sighed; the last thing she’d want to do is waste time. it took her a moment to toughen her resolve and started towards the front desk.