#rkaisha

it's been awhile since she's managed to spend some time just dancing.  it's been even longer still that she's managed to spend some time dancing with her cousin; their schedules aren't even remotely close to the same.  yoorim spends her time with jei either through sleepovers or lazy afternoons after training, so it's always nice to see how much her cousin has improved over time since they've danced together last.

today is no exception.  yoorim mentioned wanting to put a dance choreography up on her youtube, one that they've worked on together.  jei spend a few minutes deliberating, since technically by law if she puts out anything remotely creative, apparently trc owns it  -  but yoorim is hard to say no to, and jei doesn't like to disappoint her more than her parents already have.  so she nods her head and this is how they end up in a dance studio, late after her weekend practice at trc.

" let's run through this again." she says simply, pushing back a strand of hair that came loose from her ponytail.  " i think by next weekend we should be good to film.  are you free?"

anyone who was acquainted with seungyeon knew she wasn’t generally affectionate; it wasn’t in her nature. there were a few friends that she was protective over in some ways and the ones she doted on often, but overall affection wasn’t something the girl just handed out. her nature was not cold, but reserved. and that affection was certainly reserved for very few other than her cat.

a mere little kitten when she got him, sweet potato was the light of her life. her aunt picked him up from a shelter and gave him to seungyeon when she started medical school. before the sweet kitten, she might have considered herself a dog person, but he was absolutely amazing. the two were attached at the hip and she would do anything for him. sweet potato was her baby and boy, did she act like it.