And just like every other time, she does it again. She looks at the other and shakes her head, sticking her tongue out and smiles. “I’m just sad that there isn’t any ice cream.” 

❪   * ♡ ;    ❫  “ phone wh------  please, do tell me that this is just something you’ve noticed recently and not something you’ve been doing yourself.. these days. ”  can this be the moment when juhee’s impression of bora will change forever. can this be such a crucial moment for the friendship that’s keeping the two of them together. no, no way the student would find her friend any type of way simply because such a piece of information slipped out. intentionally or not. each has the right to occupy his free time the way they like it and who is juhee to even judge someone else. one brow is arched, head tilting to a side just when curiosity starts creeping on her, plush lips pursed while waiting for an answer. the thing is------  she’s not even the type to enjoy knowing such intimate details about her friends, but what can she do when her life is lacking that kind of stuff anyway. curiosity killed the cat, as they say. but there’s no risk that needs to be taken either way. moments later, juhee places both of her hands on bora’s shoulders, her expression dead serious as she looks right into her friend’s eyes.  “ am not judging, you have my word on that. ”  no, she’s nowhere near dropping the act, dark orbs fixating the other’s visage for a good while, slender fingers subtly massaging the shoulders she’s holding on oh so firmly. or as firm as she can. and truth to be told, there’s not much strength when it comes to her petite figure.

        ❅         "Why as frames?" A naive question, she didn't entirely get it, hadn't pressed flowers before, paid extra attention to Bora's elegant hands, carefully following the steps, laying out a flower, stuck between papers, gently pushing down onto it with her palm. "In Goblin she put it into a foil to give it away. Why not do it that way?" It had probably been the only time she had seen it, the custom of flowers wasn't grand at her home, they hadn't been given out, only between her parents, for the annual celebration of their marriage. "To whom are you giving them away?"

⇢ 정연! 》❝ I’m not!! It’s really frozen from being in the freezer for so long. How else am I suppose to get it out!? If I handled it more gently then we’d be here forever. ❞ A loud groan emitted from her lips as she continued to scoop out more ice cream for them. They were planning on making sundaes, but the ice cream wasn’t cooperating well. ❝ It’s solid. Here you try then, and I’ll just get all the toppings we need for our sundaes. ❞ Passing over the ice cream, and scoop for her to handle it instead. Now all she had to do was get bowls, toppings and different syrups for them.❝ I just can’t wait for us to eat these. ❞

[ txt - Borash ] Isn’t different in any way, to be honest ㅎㅎ [ txt - Borash ] My new found love... Ah~~ How to explain it... [ txt - Borash ] I think I’m in love with love ㅎㅎㅎㅎ

With his hand covering half of his face, Henry peeks up at the female and nods his head slowly, followed by a quiet chuckle as he drops his hand back in his lap. “Where’s that from? You don’t usually say stuff that deep,” he jokes, offering her a grin before he clears his throat and responds to her in a serious manner. Somewhat serious. “You’re right, though. I can’t be defective — I mean, look at me. But jokes aside, it’s just a bit of a rough time, I suppose.” And that it is. Henry still has no idea which direction to go in when it comes to his career as an idol. As a musician, in better words — because that’s where he’s been lacking these past months, all because his company makes him do anything but music. And if he does have the chance to perform on stage, it’s either to cover someone else’s song or to play his same old violin performance of Smooth Criminal. Which he both enjoys, of course — but it’s just ... not his own work. “I’ll make sure to make this year a good one, though,” he then says, another grin appearing on his lips.