#seongxdae

     Seongnam, South Korea was exactly as advertised. Melissa journeyed onward even more enchant by the namesake school. She was from a small farm town, so she had been accustomed to very old brick buildings and all the greenery, but she had never seen anything so manicured. Melissa would have accepted this as a dream but the weight on her lodge and the hum of the ringtone reserved for her parents reassured her it was not a fantasy.

      "Yes, mom, I haven't arrived to my dorms, but the campus is breath taking," Melissa spoke into her mobile she had positioned against her ear and shoulder as she tided back her soft pink strands in a low pony. Her eyes examined the campus as her mother listed off safety precautions ad phone numbers of deans and counselors. Melissa sighed as she looked for the tallest building. Every building there as so big. She recalled back to when she and her sister, Isabella, would marvel at the practical skyscrapers. They were no more than five or seven stories, but to two small time Nebraska little girls, they were the closest place to heaven. Melissa had her in awe moment when she arrived to Seoul as well. She laughed at the idea that is all would one day grow normal to her. It was still weird to consider herself and college girl. "I love you too, mom. Tell Isa and Dad the same," she told her mother and she got off the cellphone.

Himchan hid outside of Daehyun’s place until he saw him leave. He waited a couple minutes before entering just to make sure he was really gone. It wasn't hard breaking into Daehyun’s place. Last time he was in here he noticed the windows weren't closed properly. Himchan walked over to the window and popped it open. As he was crawling through the windows he made a mental note to tell Daehyun to lock his windows. Once he was in he quickly unlocked the door, and ran to his car.

It took him a while to think of something to surprise Daehyun with, but once he had his mind set everything fell into place. Himchan carefully walked out the front the door back to his car. He grabbed a small cake and a bag of supplies from his backseat. He carefully walked back making sure no one was watching him. Once he was inside he put the cake back in the fridge and began decorating the place. Himchan had bought everything. Banners, streamers, candles, balloons, and everything else in between. He had a flower shop coming to deliver more balloons, and flowers of course.

[text] You are so lame~

after sewing the last of stream of her dress, she held it up to herself, turning in the mirror as she admired her work-- a floral two piece dress. as she twirled she noticed a dangling piece of thread. letting out a small sigh, she turned back to her station to grab her scissors. and just as she began to cut--

snap. eunhee picked her head up from the sound of a camera, the face of the culprit hidden behind the lens. placing her scissors down with a rather firm clank, she tilted her head as the guy snapped another shot— which didn’t keep her patience from running out any slower. “excuse you. can i help you?” eyebrow raised, voice on edge as she tapped her fingers. finally lowering his camera, she was able to get a good look at him. though-- she wasn't sure if she'd ever seen his face before, which made her all the more curious.

--and curiousity killed the cat. she could have slapped herself for even asking the question had she knew she’d end up stuck with the guy twenty minutes later. modeling. for some reason she must have forgotten how to turn people down, but then again even that probably wouldn’t have stopped his finger from pressing the button. she thought he just wanted to take a few pictures of her designs, but she definitely didn’t see herself being the star of the show. she couldn’t lie and say she didn’t appreciate the acknowledgment of her work, she was quite proud of it herself— but this was something totally out of the ordinary.