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A brief glance, and she looked away shortly afterwards. Their eyes met again, but this time it was his turn to turn his head into a different direction and pretend like he hadn’t seen her, let alone pay attention to the female. Perhaps ( or rather very likely ) his attitude was a tad too childish and a bit unusual too, for Junmyeon wasn’t accustomed to shyness or reticence, except when he was putting himself into isolation again meaning he refused to stay in contact with most people because he got too much thinking or work to do.

But today wasn’t one of these days, on the contrary: it was him being moody again and when that happened, then people usually avoided to stick around because when in this state, Junmyeon often loved to point out flaws, critize and snap at other people. While he knew he was being awfully rude, he just couldn’t help it - there was a time where he desperately wanted company, and there was also a time where he wanted nothing but to be left alone. For some strange reason however, most people struggled to give him what he wanted and kept on bothering him instead and sure, he could see where that was coming from, too. They were worried because they were his friends; but in his eyes, friendship consisted of mutual respect for one another and it certainly wasn’t helping when he wouldn’t be granted a little space.

“Why are you here, Holly?”            There was another question hidden behind his words, but he trusted that she was smart            enough to figure out what exactly he wanted to know; what do you want from me?

It was the first time he opened his mouth to direct words at her, the first time he bothered to let her know he acknowledged her presence before his head was raised and an eyebrow was cocked, implying he was waiting for her to answer.

   █ ▌    From the moment Junmyeon had acknowledged her presence, Holly held her breath. For a fleeting moment she forgot what it was like to breath. To be able to act on whim, without the fear of consequence. It was a foreign feeling. One that she could not fully comprehend no matter how she looked at it. It just didn't make any sense to her. ‘When did that all change?’ she often asked herself. ‘When did it begin to spiral down?’ Holly desperately wanted to ask him, to hear what he had to say... but she couldn’t bring herself to do it.

   █ ▌    Instead she finds herself in perplexing situation such as these, where she could over analyze a small detail that may or may not even be significant. It was all very confusing and the more she thought about it the stronger the throb in her head began to pound. If it wasn’t for her hope of being able to be comfortable with him again, she doesn't think she would have the courage to reply back to him. To answer his questions and have him hear her out.

   █ ▌    At first she doesn’t trust her words to carry the full weight of what she felt. ‘What if I say the wrong thing or my intentions become misconstrued?’ she began to doubt herself. There was always room for error no matter how much she plans it all out in advance. ‘Would he even believe what I have to say?’ She just prayed to God that he would.

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      ‘Sir… sir, are you all right?’ he could faintly hear someone call out to him.

Gikwang winced as he slowly came to. He wasn’t exactly sure what happened to him. All he knew -- or rather felt -- was a sharp pain in his back. There was blood mixed with the dirt on the ground; tiny rocks and debris embedded themselves into his skin as he tried to regain his composure. ‘You should really lie still until the paramedics get here,’ someone told him. He doesn’t recognize the unfamiliar voice, however, he does as he is told. His mind felt as if it was splitting in half and it didn’t help that he was aching all over.

       ❝ What happened to me? ❞ he managed to spew out through the groans.

There was too much noise in the background, he didn’t hear a single word when someone told him what happened. So he repeated the question again, with hopes that someone will explain just what exactly happened to him. ‘A drunk driver was speeding and ran the red light. He was about to hit you until that man over there pushed you out of the way,’ they said, pointing out towards the road. Turning in the direction they were pointing to, he saw a man being carried away on the stretcher.

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          Of course she notices. hana is never really busy on a normal day – aside from checking in with a few people that may need her guidance or protection, or stopping by the library for what’s meant to be a moment but turns into hours. but she notices that junmyeon is gone, which isn’t an unusual occurrence, for he is a busy man, far busier than her.  and of course she misses him, but it’s only a matter of time before he returns casually once more, she convinces herself of this, as he appears to be a creature of habit, somewhat, even if he hardly notices it or doesn’t mean to be. a fact which makes her smile – habits are powerful, she realizes. 

               straightening the pleats of her skirt for the day, she means to water and tend to her own myriad of flowers that burst colours into the otherwise ivory exterior of her quaint apartment. barefoot, she is prepared to shuffle onto the grass of her lawn, the greenery regaining it’s plushness with the new warmth of the atmosphere that comes every spring. but she stops mid - reach for her watering can, because she notices something placed on her doorstep. a single lily, a beautiful one, a flower that hana has always seen like a sister to the rose, a sister to her, in a way. she bends down to take it delicately into her hands, dainty fingers touching the petals and the sweet aroma rising to her nostrils as she finds her lips twist into a smile. 

               looking at the note, she identifies the sender of this little gift, and hazel eyes seem to brighten as her smile widens with gratitude and of course, bliss, that he would leave her something so lovely as a reminder of his presence in her life. 

This wasn’t the Jinyoung that Junmyeon knew; this here was a brat, a man who seemed to take pleasure in insults, a man who seemed to care little for the feelings of other. To some extent, it forced Junmyeon to come to an awful realization   the way Jinyoung was acting was exactly the way the student behaved on a daily basis, the way he treated others, the way he mocked the ones who were closest to him.                              It was horrible, a realization that hit him quickly and at full tilt, too. It forced him to rethink his decisions, forced him to remember the way he used to treat his little brother, as he jokingly called the male who was only a few months younger than him. Why was he acting like this all of a sudden, what had happened for him to do a 180°? It confused the heir beyond belief, and it only served to strengthen and increase his frustration too. “Can you please stop acting like this? It feels like I don’t even know you anymore.”

There's a saying that you'll mature with damage, but every theory is always open for evaluation--not everything is right; not everyone could correlate to it like how Jinyoung fell into a deep hole of destruction and remorse for two years straight--his time being spent with regretting over the past as he was trapped in the sequence of questions relating to all the 'what ifs' in his life.

And as he was going through this phase of remorse and awful distort, communication does not go as planned. Peoples often misunderstood his stoic and overly cold responds, or Jinyoung who was boiling with anger as he could no longer suppress the overwhelming emotion like how he usually did in his early days. The death of his father have taken him into another level of destruction and the man wasn't planning on escaping the phase soon; even right now the crooked grin and mocking laugh escapes his lip when Suho talk about his concern.

( sms. → i. ) YEAH, OF COURSE YOU DID. ( sms. → i. ) Absolutely, totally, I’m believing you. Really. ( sms. → i. ) … 

    { ♔ — Minsun has been working for CONTROL CLOTHER for over six months and couldn't be happier. Although, she did work as a makeup artist for another company a couple years ago whilst she was studying. It was an honor to be taken in by them, it was an amazing experience for her, she had learned so much. The brunette even made friends with the head of the company, he goes by the name of Suho. The man was intimidating at first, not one to be messed with, but as she came often, he was easier to approach, and now he teases her about leaving the company.