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aesthetic boards — @yixing247​ & jiyong

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Jiae let out an exasperated sigh, flailing her limbs like a child throwing a tantrum. How could something like this have happened?

There was a concert for a group that Jiae was a big fan of and she had been saving her money for what felt like an eternity for a moment like this, only to be disappointed at the fact that all the tickets were sold out and the promise of one being sold by someone who claimed they couldn’t go anymore (it was a rather shady situation, if she was being honest) was a no-show.

“Why me?!” she proclaimed, her arms held up to the sky as though the answer would suddenly rain down on her and then, it did.

Of course, there was a moment where Jiae paused and had to wonder if this was a good idea and every part of her told her it wasn’t, but was that going to stop her? 

She jumped off the bench, geared towards getting into the concert by any means necessary and her mind couldn’t help but think that maybe it would be better to go with someone else and again, as though the answer fell from the sky, she spotted a familiar figure in the distance.

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After a long day of work, Yuri wasn’t in the mood to go back home without a decent meal but she wasn’t going to go home to cook, she didn’t feel like doing doing so. She asks her manager to pull up the large black van near a well known and expensive restaurant. Bidding them goodbye as people stare at her descend from the vehicle. There were small murmurs from people who have seen her. 

It was so easy to recognize her since she’s been in countless commercials and she graced the pages of not only local magazines but also international ones. “Hello.” She greets those who have recognized her, smiling as she walks into the restaurant confidently, dining for one. A few eyes had followed her, some recognize her from the television and some, know her from somewhere, some of them, from Cheongnam. And frankly, her impression to those from Cheongnam wasn’t good. She was with the Plastics back then. Her so called friends and she dominated the school then. 

Send “✆” for a MORNING text.    [ txt -> boy with the golden smile ] hello r u still here??    [ txt -> boy with the golden smile ] did u leave me in ur apartment alone????    [ txt -> boy with the golden smile ] i cant remember last night but im wearing all my clothes still so????Send “✉” for a text that WASN’T SENT.    [ txt -> boy with the golden smile ] i kind of see u a little like prometheus    [ txt -> boy with the golden smile ] u gave fire and awareness to me as a kid    [ txt -> boy with the golden smile ] just existing    [ txt -> boy with the golden smile ] u were my first boy crush    [ txt -> boy with the golden smile ] u helped me realize…Send “☎” for a RUSHED text.    [ txt -> boy with the golden smile ] coffee y/n??

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Cheongnam Days.. 

Bora’s first year in Cheongnam was memorable. Not only because she met the love of her life but also the guy who became a brother figure to her when Boyeon can’t give her proper advice about boys or when she felt like she wasn’t perfect enough in terms of studying. The school hierarchy wasn’t something she worried herself with then, not even the teachers or the rules of the school. Bora was curious and everything was new to her. 

So there were times she excuses herself to the lavatory but instead of going where she should, she goes to roam around the school grounds and Cheongnam was a big place, enough for her to get lost in. Grabbing her strawberry crisps from her locker, she roams around like she didn’t have a class to attend to. Enjoying the beautiful architecture of Cheongnam, she finally ends up getting lost and the more she tried to find her way back, the more she got lost. 

But while walking, she finds a guy dancing in an empty room. His movements were beautiful, it was like a water flowing down the stream and each movement was art. Bora slips into the room, noticing how he has his earphones plugged into his ears. He won’t notice me here, she thought. So she sits near the door, opening her favorite strawberry crisps and eats it while she watches him. While she enjoys watching him, the abrupt ending of his dance made her realize that he might’ve finally noticed her presence. 

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It was rare for Jiyong to walk around Cheongnam all by himself, yet sometimes he needed to detach himself from the clique at least for the duration of that one break. And that moment of strolling down the not too crowded hallways, with hands nesting in the pockets of his pants and a little smile habitually running across his lips, reminded him of the days at the very beginning of high school when he was a lone wolf. He never really sought for company, in fact, all thanks to being the only child who’s parents were too occupied with their work to pay him any attention.

As he was passing by some familiar faces, instead of stopping and starting a chatter to kill time until he would have to go to a yet another class, he just greeted them with a wide grin and kept walking aimlessly. Though when he caught a glimpse of a boy who he had seen around already, Jiyong slowed down his steps and his eyes darted towards him. Coming to a halt, he suspected that earphones must’ve been something he treasured greatly as once again he witnessed him listening to music whilst staying away from the rest of the students prancing around the building.