#rp;thread

Vi constantly had her head buried in a book. It was natural. She was a student, that's what students did. But, every so often, her friends dragged her out of her bedroom to public events which pulled the woman out of her head. She was never very comfortable in them. Vi always stood out. She didn't look very much like everyone else. She didn't dress like anyone else either. Always dressed in very loose clothes, her hair always up in some sideways ponytail. Her glasses were huge on her nose. She had a straw in her mouth from some carbonated beverage. For the most part, she looked highly uninterested.

It was no different when she had been taken to an event for girl group 9muses. She'd never even paid much attention, but her friend was absolute, what was the term, "Trash" for the group. She stood somewhere nearby her freaked out friend who was bouncing and hopping around happily. It had happened like some kind of drama that her friend lost balance, backed into Vi, knocked Vi into an on comer and, her drink dropped onto said on comer. Vi came to find out later that that person was a member of the group. She offered a thousand apologies, ducked many evil eyes, and, prayed to not make some periodical the next day. Instead, she quickly handed the woman a piece of paper with information on it. Vi had her cellphone number, her kakao talk id, her line id, and, email address. She'd told the woman, "Please just send me the information on how much it costs to get it cleaned and I will get the money to you." That was quite a few messages ago. Luckily, it seemed no grudges were held, and, a few unintentional messages to a random pop up later, Vi was sending Hyemi weird philosophical questions.