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104:The future:

What I think about the future? It uncertain, to say the least. You see, I imagine life as a path in a forest, you meet people as you go, you stop and look at the view at some points. Said view can be alluring or appalling, however, that doesn't stop you from admiring it.  Some people are afraid of looking forward, where the path leads to, some run towards the end even though the don't see where this end would be.

Because what's before your feet it's fog, a thick, white fog that covers everything, doesn't let you see if someone is coming, or what trees are beside the path, or if there's a dangerous animal awaiting with big fangs and a roaring hunger. However you have to be brave to continue to walk, and you are, everyone is.

mini scenario generatorAce is too nervous to approach Lucia, and only admires them from afar.

       They’ve exchanged affable smiles for a while now. But there’s never been more than that—not even small talk.

Recently, Ace had been visiting the record store a lot more regularly. There were a lot of other similar shops within the vicinity offering the same quiet ambiance (typical, since places like these always receive a notable lack of customers), but he chooses this particular store just because he encounters rare finds on an almost insane frequency. That day, his great find was the first and self-titled album of the Ramones, which is always already sold out.

That day as well, she was one of the attendants, sorting the products by genre. Ace thought she seemed pretty shy, and if he won’t say a thing, the friendship will probably not materialize. Ever.

After he was done flipping through vinyls on the ‘punk rock’ rack where most appealed to his taste (but damn, was he developing self-control to avoid possibly the most regrettable splurge, if ever the tracks come out awful), he almost flinched in surprise when he saw her beside him, working on the rack next to the one he’s standing in front of. It’s now or never, the line popped in his head somewhat funnily. Whatever—let’s wing this.

19. Your muse confronts mine about a self-damaging habit

                                        ''Iris what the hell is this?                                          What on earth-- why?!''

          It hasn't been long but it sure had been a while -- the scars were getting more and more visible each time. Iris thought that this would help her punish herself. It wasn't that she was afraid of something but she surely did not want to meet her parents with all the sins that she had done. There was no heaven, neither a hell -- but she was sure that there would be a place where she could spend the rest of eternity with those she once loved and cherished. She was hurting herself now, instead of getting punished later on. Karma is a bitch. 

Her friend, she was clueless -- she had no idea what Iris hid under those long sleeves. The scars were always covered with makeup, she didn't want other to know. It made her feel weak, and never did she show any kind of weakness in front of others. Not even her boyfriend knew. However, she had started to cease the actions. Lately it was more like whatever as she had learnt herself to not care about it anymore. There had to be good and bad in this world -- and she happened to be one of the bad ones. 

Iris didn't even bother to cover up her scars anymore. No, she wasn't weak, she was strong -- stronger than ever. Those who did such thing were strong -- or they had been strong for too long but, they were never weak. They had been through so much pain that a heartache wouldn't feel a bit. For some reason, she was proud of herself -- and all those others who had been through the exact same thing. 

what the hell, why are you so darn precious!!!

"Do you need help with those books, miss?"

16: Favorite Quote?

It wasn’t until I was out of my mind that I noticed the angry people spoke with their hands, the happy people spoke with their eyes, and the sad people never spoke at all.

23:Ever been in a physical fight?

translucerez:

"Why are you like this? Why don’t you understand my heart—" A loud whine of frustration escapes her lips as she clenches her fists, tightening the grip on her new script. TV drama’s weren’t difficult for the most part, they usually all followed the same formula. Naturally, this meant that a number of phrases that cropped up in these mainstream high school themed love stories were insanely cringe-worthy. Not that it ever mattered much, her roles in those types of dramas had been limited to the ‘villainous’ characters or the comic relief — until now.

It was an honour to be casted as a main role, and she’d never undermine that. Albeit, she was stressed with the prospect of acting in a romantic mind frame. Romance, especially in the innocent, fluffy approach, felt alien — it’s difficult enough acting as a character you feel is two dimensional, but to then top it off with something you don’t even believe in (Lucia was convinced love is some sort of conspiracy) — it defiantly was a challenge.

Still, she was not one to shy away. Taking a deep breathe, the young actress strived to calm her nerves and to get back on top of it all. Frankly, if she could own this line there would be nothing to worry about (at least for this weeks filming) but that was a big if. Lucia debated with the idea of maybe taking a break; you know, getting a hot drink or just breathing in some fresh air. It was a one sided battle , to say at the least, and oddly content with here reasoning behind escaping she set the slightly wrinkled sheets down on a stool.

Stretching her arms out with a small grunt, she span around only to be met with the sight of an oddly familiar face (where had she seen him before?), whose eye’s bore into her own. Brows knitting together, nose scrunching up as it often does when she’s taken a back by a situation, Lucia quickly succumbed to her natural reactions. With a tone blunter than a cigarette butt, she asked, "You going to tell me what you’re looking at?"

He got surprised by her bluntness and the sudden words. Not letting that show on his face, this were one of the times when being an actor helped a lot on his facial and body control, Soohyun walked away from the door, to inside the room. He stayed quiet while looking at nowhere, a thoughtful face, suddenly he stopped on his feet and looked at her.

“You should try screaming that. Grab your anger and canalize that to that sentence.” He says professionally. “Why are you like this?! Why don’t you understand my heart-?!” He raised his voice, it sounding hurt and angry, face troubled and sad.

He closes his eyes, taking a deep breath and coming back to his normal self. “Is this the right emotions to show?” He looked at her, honestly curious since he didn't knew what he was interpreting at all. He just wanted to help her since she looked frustrated with that part, and he remembered every time he had been through that, sometimes he just needed a little help to understand the feeling of the scene.