#mindeullebe

"okay, i'm thinking we lounge around with some food first and then try to make it to barricade once people start growing tired. yeah?"

waterbomb this year wasn't actually on eunbin's bucketlist. after experiencing it last year, it didn't seem like something she had to come back to every year. however, she was so easy to convince that when a friend asked her to tag along, she just couldn't say no.

unfortunately, the said friend had abandoned her to go off who knows where, and she ended up bumping into mindeulle instead. upon seeing him wandering around on his own, eunbin simply assumed that he was in a similar position as her.

writing songs has always been a soft spot for bora. there’s something inherently vulnerable about putting a piece of your heart down on pen and paper, laid bare in such a way that you couldn’t ignore them like you could try to when they’re just in your mind.

she finds it even more vulnerable to show those lyrics to another person.

this exchange of half-written songs over sips of americanos and lattes had become something of a regular routine for bora. she had gotten used to see min come by the cafe fairly often, seeing him sit down at one of the many tables with a book to keep him company. but when she found out he was a writer just like her, they hit it off pretty quickly, which led to them swapping lyrics every couple of weeks during her breaks at work.

”sooooooo….” even though they’d done this multiple times, she still ends up holding her notebook—partially doodled in, with some pages stained with coffee rings and paint spills—to her chest, shielding it almost. not necessarily from min, but just out of habit from her own shyness.

noel honestly hadn’t been prepared for how busy idol life would be. noel had always been busy basically, used to handle multiple jobs while being a student, then handling multiple jobs while being a trainee. once he joined project green, he quit his jobs to focus solely on debuting, figuring, hey, no more work i’ll finally be less busy, that wasn’t the case, and it especially wasn’t the case once he debuted. it was schedule after schedule, and noel felt like he rarely got any breaks.

it was fun though, it was fun performing on stage and interacting with fans, and noel was truly happy he had gotten to debut. and while he has a short break, he heads down to a café to grab something to drink and eat. he’s wearing his cap and his facemask like usual, not that he gets recognized that much, it’s more so just become a habit. 

noel might finally be done with school, but he sure has remained being busy. he doesn’t practice as much as on next gen, but he practices quite a lot. he’s been so busy with practice, and had he been on next gen he wouldn’t have taken a single break, luckily he’s not on next gen, he’s on project green. the time on next gen had been hard, but his time as a trainee had show him that breaks were important too. so this time he actually took breaks.

there’d been a time where seira struggled to find people to spend time with, now she struggled to find time to spent time with friends. once seira’s group disbanded, she realized just how few friends she had, that her old members were basically the only friends she had. upon deciding to stay in korea she found a place to work, where for a while it was the only people she saw and spend time with. she didn’t have a lot of friends, so if she wasn’t at work she was alone in her apartment,

it’s not that seira now has a million friends, it’s more that her schedule is more busy now. she’s still working in that café and she’s now a trainee as well, a probationary contract though, so seira has to work her hardest to prove she deserves a full contract. with being a trainee and barista now though, she finds that she basically just sees her coworkers, the costumers, the coaches at studio delta and her fellow trainees.

“it’s been a hot minute since i last saw you” mindeulle, a friend, he was once just a costumer at the café she worked at, but now they had managed to become friends. “do you know what you wanna get? i’ve heard good about a lot of their smoothies, but the fruit combinations seem a bit… unique?” seira had found out about this place online, it got good reviews so seira dragged min along, she missed spending time with him anyways. 

sua tends to remember the regulars that come into the pc bang. especially if they’ve been there nearly every time sua’s on shift. most of the time, it’s the e-sports types. league of legends and apex and dota and every other thing under the sun. she doesn’t blame them, when those sort of games have clients that need the best graphic cards to run and the most updated systems to match up to their playstyle. 

so when sua sees the same guy over and over, she automatically assumes he’s one of them. though he’s a lot more quiet about it. no cursing under his breath when his avatar dies for the nth time, no crying over a lost game like a girl did on her last shift, the DEFEAT screen the only thing sua could see from her perch at the counter. instead, the man is silent, usually; calm, she’d have to say. sometimes she forgets he’s even there.

curiousity gets the better of her, as it always does. during a runthrough to check on all of the guests, sua’s feet take her near the man’s station. she pauses near his computer, giving him a cursory smile. “hello,” her tone is mild, not overly peppy like some of her coworkers, or monotone like she gets in the last hour of her shift. “just a check up. everything okay here?” and as if her asking the question was permission enough, her eyes take a glance at the screen.