⸢ aftermath ⸥
@nsminji
jihae can’t escape faster from the nis main building. lee kiyoung’s speech has been over for some time, a long time, and yet the words still echo inside of his bones almost. the changes and investigational upheaval to be arriving in the coming months has him on edge just thinking about and as much as he wishes he could forget about it, he can’t. some of those changes have already taken place, familiar faces gone and replaced, and while those actions aren’t taken lightly and while it’s been done as subtly as possible, things seem all the more off kilter for it. he feels off for certain and in need of some air and some time to just let everything settle in his head.
the settling can come later, however, because what he really needs is a distraction.
his feet seem to get the memo before the rest of him can catch up, a destination already set and he’s just along for the ride. the path becomes instantly familiar as he follows it, his frazzled mind slowly piecing together more cognitive thought until he realizes where he’s going, a place he’d lived until only a few months ago himself. the dormitories. he knows specifically where he’s going once he’s inside, not headed to his old room but in the opposite direction, down the hallways to a different door.
minji.
he’s not surprised that quartermaster has entered his thoughts. she’s like a younger sister to him, the two of them having grown close little by little since they’d been paired together during her specialized training. if he’s feeling uneasy, he can’t begin to fathom what must be on her mind with the death of park jaekwang and all that’s followed since. especially after today’s announcement.
he knocks gently on her door, waiting a beat before calling out, remembering that she might not even be here, but he wants to first anyway. “chipmunk? it’s me, jihae… are you there?”
