"i thought i learned to be alone and happy, i was content with what i had, but why is it every time i am with you. i feel happy, but scared to be around you? i should be excited when i like someone..."

"A bout of hand-to-hand combat can be romantic~!"

ঌꕤ໒: ──── She hesitated for a moment before speaking. "... Would it be alright if we talked?"

ঌꕤ໒: ──── "Why would you do that?! It's a leap into certain death!"

:ঌꕤ໒: ──── A deep growl echoed through the streets. Kuchel didn't even look up. "Easy." Her massive Rottweiler immediately settled at her feet, though her eyes never left the stranger. "She usually has a good reason to distrust people."

anyone could get fired for anything these days, yet it seemed she was immune to such a thing because her entire existence was a brand in itself. iseul was known to be very secretive, closed off, brash, and terribly difficult to work with. yet people continued to want to work with her. its a funny world. she had to run to him before he got too far. "...you aren't dispensable—i just wanted you to know that." iseul tried hard to not roll her own eyes. not at him, but at herself. "whatever manager kim said to you, ignore it because i said so. can you do that?"