#rkdrabble

tarzan - two worlds

put your faith in what you most believe in two worlds, one family trust your heart let fate decide to guide these lives we see

Luna sits next to Jinri in some room in the Sphere building — a practice room, an empty office, she’s not sure — and tries to think. Her sister is in the hospital again; her doctor changed her meds, and apparently they didn’t work. She’s been having seizures again.

punch drunk love - shinee

no matter how many times i fall, i like it i will keep throwing jabs at you i don’t know when but some day, you will faint because of me too

continuation of the previous cliche xingli high school au

School dances. Everyone always makes a huge deal over them, but Jinri's never really understood why. It's just a bunch of overdressed, hormonal teenagers awkwardly trying to dance, and no matter how hard the school tries to prevent it, someone always ends up spiking the punch bowl. And then it turns into a bunch of tipsy, overdressed, hormonal teenagers awkwardly trying to dance, some of the guys even attempting to awkwardly grind against their dates.

It's all pretty dumb in Jinri's opinion, but her friends always manage to drag her out to every single school dance. She always refuses every request she gets to be someone's date, though -- she doesn't want to seem rude or mean, but she just doesn't want her first date to be at a school dance. She'd rather someone ask her out on just a plain, regular date. She's a closet romantic, really: she'd love to be asked out to dinner, to be treated like a princess for a night. Being ground against by a slightly drunk, sweaty teenage boy is not her idea of being treated like a princess.

the jungle book - i wanna be like you

i've reached the top and had to stop and that's what's botherin' me i wanna be like you

sort of au

Jinri sits on the floor with her back to the mirror in Nova's practice room. She watches Jongin move across the floor, his body seeming to follow the music as if it's the easiest thing in the world.

Sphere and Nova are collaborating for a special stage, but many of Sphere's trainees and artists need to work on their dancing abilities if they have any chance of standing on the same stage as Nova's artists. And since the directors have apparently come to the conclusion that they'll learn better from people their own age rather than their usual dance teachers, each Sphere trainee has been paired with a Nova trainee to try and learn the secret to dance.

Luckily, Jongin is pretty nice, and Jinri's glad to have him as a partner. But she feels bad for him all the same, for while she's improved in her dancing since she joined Sphere, it's not nearly enough to even begin to compare to Jongin's and the rest of the Nova trainees'.

nobody's home - avril lavigne

she wants to go home but nobody's home it's where she lies broken inside

orphanage au

Jinri sits on the steps of the large brick building, crying. It's not a strange occurence for her -- she's been crying quite a bit in the few weeks it's been since the death of her mother.

As a six year old girl, she still doesn't fully comprehend the idea of death. But the ladies in the orphanage told her that her mom had gone to see God, and when Jinri asked when her mother would be coming back they merely smiled sadly and told her she would see her mom again in heaven.

"You should come inside," a quiet voice says from behind her. "It's going to rain, and you'll get in trouble if your clothes get wet."

Jinri glances over her shoulder, recognizes the boy but can't be bothered to try to remember his name. She turns back around, hiccuping and wiping at her face. "I don't care. Leave me alone."

She hears the boy go back inside, and she fails to hold back another sob, already regretting that she pushed him away. It would have been nice to sit out here with some company.

However, a few minutes later, when she's lost in her tears once more, the boy comes back out. Jinri doesn't notice, at least not until he drapes a blanket around her shoulders.

He sits next to her, and she looks over, shocked. He offers her a small smile, hugging his knees to his chest. "It's cold out here."

Jinri manages a smile and helps wrap the boy in the blanket too, and she soon learns that his name is Daehyun. She ends up rambling about why she was crying -- how her dad was never around, for reasons that her mother never gave up; how her mother was with God now and Jinri wouldn't see her again for a long time. How Jinri can't go home anymore, can't even see her cat, who the police say was sent to a shelter.

starkid cast - no way

there’s no way you’re gonna find me in the background no damn way youre gonna see me satisfied no way they’re ever gonna make me back down no, no way

"Come on, Piper," Jinri says in English, leaning forward and watching what her friend is doing closely. "Come on, you've almost got it. Go around that building there, I bet that guy dropped something."

Piper's face is set in a frustrated scowl, her arms moving from side to side with the Xbox controller in her hands. Finally, even with Jinri's coaching, her character on the screen is shot and she drops the controller on the bed in front of her, groaning in frustration. "I hate this game."

starkid cast - those voices

those voices singing out la la la la la

show choir au

"alright, all together now! with passion, guys!"

jinri sighs and looks over at the girl next to her, a girl who is nothing more than a mere acquaintance to her for now, though they have bonded in recent weeks thanks to shared sighs and rolled eyes. both of them tend to get rather sick of their choir director’s enthusiasm, particularly on days like today, when jinri is just tired.

small hands meet together behind closed doors. dreams and wishes are no longer an option on a stage so wide. the chants from below are deafening and as their steps grow closer, it only shatters imagination and reveals the reality that this, this, was no longer just them — jinri and jihyun — being trainees, no — this was them debuting.

"what if i forget the words?"

"i can’t feel my feet!"

"what if i fall off the stage?"

"what if my mic doesn’t work?"

words, concerns, doubts fly back and forth between unmoving lips. they’re silent, walking with a stolen grace together, intertwined fingers keeping them grounding and balanced. without one or the other, who knew what would happen. jihyun, for sure, didn’t know that finally debuting meant feeling as nervous as she did.

"what if they don’t like us?"

this time it’s loud, spoken in such a way that it makes jihyun stop in her tracks and realize that what she had just said wasn’t just silently asked in her head but actually wondered out loud. it’s surprising for jihyun to feel insecure but now, as the final steps towards the stage is stalled, she feels everything but stable.

the claps around her hand brings her back. it pulls her through the vines that have her tangled in negativity and suffocating in her own cloud of pessimistic resistance, it claims her mind and reunites her with the solace that is joy and warmth.

"Oh my god, I just ran into him on the street. It wasn’t a big deal."

"Well, somebody caught you on camera, and it looks like you’re hugging him."

"I don’t even know him! Can’t we just tell them that?"

"You know they’d never believe us. Here, we managed to find him and asked him to come talk with us."

Jinri turns around to see the man she ran into on the street enter her CEO’s office. He bows awkwardly before coming in to sit down as the CEO directs him to.

"Hi, I’m Jung Joonyoung. I uh…I’m sorry I ran into you."

"It’s fine, really."