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‘I can’t believe you are making me do this. Isn’t it a bit too late.’ She adds a few eye-roll emojis as she continued to spam her older brother from the waiting room of the clinic. The older Son wanted her to drop by the clinic and get her shots. Something about spending an intense amount training and adjusting from her normal lifestyle.

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This time he was definitely going to succeed. Although wanting nothing more than to get back into the practice room and chill in the air conditioned surroundings rather than be out in the heat that was the summer of Korea. Using the pile of flyers to fan himself with rather than hand them out Daehwi was sitting on a bench for the time being, trying to motivate himself to finish up. The lot was getting a lot smaller, that much was for sure, but it still felt like he had an eternity left to do.

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growing up in the same rich social circle within gangnam, it was very hard not to interact with other people who were your age because more often than not, you attended the same stuffy parties and suffered together. buddies in war if you will. shiah amongst this crowd was pretty known for her bluntness, perhaps rudeness and definitely the steel wall she put up but she was also known beyond this crowd as the model signed right out of high school to esteem. she definitely had a public persona she put on when she was in her role and it contrasted greatly with what she was most known as.

she knew chaewon because not only were they similar age but they were both dancers as well so it was impossible for shiah to just simply let her be. whether she wanted her as a genuine dance partner or to keep an eye on competition, shiah on occasion reached out to speak with her and now was one of those times. if not for the distraction of the clothes, there might not have been much conversation. it wasn’t as if they were best friends... or more properly put friends at all really. just a presence that came from being in the same environment.

“when it comes to this kind of stuff, i always get caught up. it’s hard deciding honestly.” she murmured but loud enough for the other girl to hear as they shopped the racks of burberry. “yellow?” she asked, holding the yellow patterned tube dress up to herself in the mirror before she switched it out for a black lace patterned jumpsuit. “or black?” she paused for a moment and held them both up side by side. “both?” she looked towards the other girl to see if she was listening to her dilemma. “what do you think?”