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it's tufts of styled blonde hair that whip alongside the harsh winds of arcadia. they're seen everywhere, bouncing around and radiating in the summer heat.
plunging neck-lines reveal sharp collarbones,and hem lines barely grace a waistline. and shorts rest well above bony knees and onto milky thighs.
moans, screams, and pants flow freely from the throat in husky registers. clubs, houses, alleys... there hasn't been a place touched by those dewy notes.
even academia is conquered, with high marks and established connections. a prosperous future is practically certain.
lady luck had divied out chance unfairly: jiyeon blew his, but taeyeon never got one.
and with the former's tethers to the realm of the living having ceased to exist, the latter's had just begun forming.
after all, no one knew who he was beforehand.












