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" dowoon, " she replies without missing a beat, bambi eyes batting at him as she laughs a little at her own voice. everything sounded so funny when she was stoned. " so ? i feel like i set a guinness world record ! " soyi countered, despite the fact she watched a video on youtube to initially teach her pet fish to play soccer. it was stressful most times, but she some how was able to get through to her goldfish and before she knew it, his little fins were making goals. the way he says her name makes her burst into a fit of giggles, only soothed away by his next string of words. " you like me ? " mouth agape, her eyes double in size and she scoots closer to the taller boy, arms pressed against his own. " how much do you like me ? uwu i bet you like me a lot ! " soyi blinks a few times before shrugging her shoulders a little. " it's easy. " there are a few seconds of agonizing silence, cut short by her high pitched voice. " i can be myself around you. i don't have to worry about anything when i'm with you. " her words came out slowly, reminiscent of honey dripping. soft, deliberate, each word said with care.

#* SOYI x DOWOON

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@akcufm * TOMMY & AHRA .

ahra’s taken tommy out shopping in the streets of the city, but his mind is occupied elsewhere. she’s in the middle of talking about something… maybe luxury fashion ? he’s not sure ( tommy’s usually clueless about those kind of topics ), but he decides to take a chance and change the subject. “ uh, ahra ? ” tommy’s voice comes out soft, yet there’s a subtle shake to it. “ so, you know uh, how there’s the dance tonight right? at hongdae? would you wanna, maybe… go with me ? ” instinctively, his hand reaches to rub the back of his neck. a sudden embarrassment cozies itself into his stomach. “ if you want to.. it’s okay if you don’t. we, uhm, don’t have to. ” great, now he’s mumbling. he doesn’t mean to make it weird between them, but tommy does like her. a lot. and he hasn’t found himself liking someone in a really long time. mostly because he’s busy working to support his little sister and studying at the same time. to say that he admired ahra would be an understatement. her work ethic, her confidence, her passion, her empathy for others. as cliche as it sounded, tommy’s convinced she really did fall from heaven. though, there’s a knowing guilt— he’d never be good enough for her. but what’s the harm in humoring himself for a while ? before she marries some billionaire from jeju islands. or whoever fits her lifestyle… someone better than he ever could. “ we could match… and maybe you could help me find something to wear ? ”

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acrylic nails skim over the vintage pieces of clothes on the rack, flickering through several different shades of colors and various patterns that seemed to be impossible to find in modern clothing stores. one of the perks that came from being the youngest daughter of a family worth trillions was the fact the world was ahra's oyster, she the vibrant pearl. access to clothes that are only seen in magazines are a plus, and her closet is well-known to the public to house one of a kind attire. " so, what do you think about this fabric ? " she mumbles over to tommy, not bothering to look over to her best friend. in fact, he was her only friend. friendships were rare to ahra, the real ones at least. most of the time people latched onto her arm for a piece of fame that came with being associated to a kim or the endless money that seemed to flow from their pockets. she'd find out one way or another, often after putting her heart on her sleeve for them. tommy was different. firstly, he didn't care about how much diamonds she was wearing in a day or the amount of islands her family owned. he just liked ahra for being ... well, ahra. in turn, she spoiled him everything she possibly could, going as far as dedicating an entire floor of a family estate she lived alone in to tommy and his love for games. she thinks its the least she can do for him, a tiny fear that he too would leave her at some point. " hm ? " ahra buzzes, too lost in thought from the fact only some time ago, he was a total stranger. she pauses for a moment, turning slowly as each word left his lips. " oh tommy ! " ahra squeals after a second of silence, beaming at the idea. " i'd love to go with you ! " she nearly throws herself on his figure, hands wrapping around his neck. wasn't she lucky, a best friend that she could go to dances with ? " thank you tommy. " the words are sweet, and her smile is even sweeter. " what color do you want to wear together ? "

#* AHRA X TOMMY .

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@akcufm * HANSOL & HAERIN .

honestly, he’s never been a fan of shakespeare. who cares about some weirdo in the 1600′s ? but for the sake of staying in the university, he has to participate in the schools’ production of romeo & juliet. on account of his academic probation. as he steps into the auditorium, it becomes apparent to him as to why dudes aren’t into the whole theatre thing. the place looks like a circus. people in ridiculous costumes, makeup, and dorks at every corner. to make it worse, jaemin hasn’t gotten there yet. he spots his juliet sitting on the other side of the stage. he’ll admit that she’s pretty, and he wouldn’t mind kissing her for the play, but she takes this whole thing way too seriously. which, is a turn off for him. hansol guesses she’s not too thrilled that some guy who’s on the verge of being kicked out is her acting partner either. so, they’re both out of luck. he cautiously approaches the corner of the stage where she’s sitting. “ hey, ” he greets, giving a brief nod of his head and setting his backpack down by the ground. “ mind if i sit with ? ” he slides next to her. “ … what are you up to ? ”

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haerin chews on the inside of her right cheek, left leg bouncing as she feels nerves crawl up her spine. even though the hard part of getting the role was over, rehearsals always made her anxious. romeo and juliet was her favorite play of all time, all the romantic ones just never came close to the concept of star-crossed lovers. granted, they both died at the end, but it was dreamy until then. a major part of her nerves was the highly anticipated kiss scene between the two, and the sight of hansol walking into the auditorium as if on cue causes her breath to hitch in the back of her throat. soon, she was hiccupping. kim haerin never had her first kiss. she almost came close last semester, when she was having a fling with a girl from art class, but that came to an end once their eyes were set on someone new. this would be her first kiss ... with hansol, of all people. she doesn't hate people and hansol wasn't the exception to that either, but she's heard about him more often than she liked, and stories about him always ranged from one extreme to another. crazy parties, wild adventures, and out of this world stories that sometimes felt like it was fake. haerin recalls seeing his face across campus once in a blue moon, often with a crowd. they weren't really the type of people haerin would hang out with, but her friend list was rather small, anyways. " hi, " she replies with a smile. a hiccup follows suit. it wasn't the most ideal situation, as she heard through the grapevine that the only reason he auditioned was to prevent himself from being kicked out. at least he's trying, she thinks, he's just doing the best he can. " i'm haerin. " her smile grows wider, if that was possible, and she extends a tiny hand straight out at him. " no, no. that's totally fine. of course i don't mind. " she scoots a little over. " oh, i was just reading over the script ! i guess we have to kiss, huh ? " an awkward laugh escape her lips. how smooth.

#* HAERIN X HANSOL .

the statement preoccupies itself in her mind longer than she likes, an echo that seemed to have no end. she has him, and it wasn't some twisted joke the universe was playing on her anymore. she finally had him and things suddenly began to fall into place just like that. " there's always using a knife, " her features serious for a second before she laughs, leaving one to wonder if she really was. her thumb runs across the porcelain plate, a contrasting cold on the tip of her thumb compared to the warmth she was feeling sitting before her best friend. " oh yeah, the whole school thing. " she mumbles lightly as she nodded along. " so, how do you like it ? any plans to burn hongdae down yet ? " saeron inquires mischievously, a playful glint rolling over her brown eyes. it seemed like things began to shift around them, without even the pair of them knowing, as soon as sangwoo moved into the apartment. a sense of peace and order fell over them, whether it was the form of covering the other with a blanket after they passed out on the sofa or making dinner in advance before venturing off elsewhere for the weekend. it's not quite how saeron expected her twenties to be like, consisting of living with a guy that wasn't her boyfriend, but she thinks she'd be willing to trade any person in the world for sangwoo. the thought causes her to smile slyly, edges of her pink lips curving upwards. " i know right ? " the girl agrees, plucking another fry into her mouth. " i feel like you should interview them before i go out on a date. " she suggests. she listens to him, " like how crazy ? like she wouldn't want us to hang out ' crazy ' ? " saeron inquires as she ponders. " i think i would probably get in a fight with her, at least. " the brunette starts. " and stab her with whatever is nearby. " she finishes, with a near deadpan expression.

#* SANGWOO x SAERON

from the handful of criminal justice courses that mercy took during her brief time at school, she knew this was definitely illegal. completely and totally illegal. from breaking the lock of a window, to crawling ( more like falling ) inside the trailer home, and now in her hasty attempts in locating a beloved dog named princess. though, the concept of morality and ethics and the likes flew out the window at the familiar bark. ❝ princess ! it's me. ❞ the brown haired girl responds back in a harsh, hushed whisper. she's slowly but surely tip-toeing around in boots, which seems futile in the long run against the cold floor, but it's all a part of the act. see, while breaking the law and such did matter to mercy ( to a degree ), what mattered most was the wellbeing of princess. and as soon as she found out what judas is really up to, what he really does for work, she had to step in as a sort of one-girl army. more like the founder of dog protective services. princess didn't deserve to live in an risky environment, where her life could be put in danger because jude wanted to sell an ounce or whatever. ❝ where are you, girl ? ❞ if she has to risk jailtime to save a dog, so be it. crouching in an awkward position, mercy rummages around the space in the dark. there is faint noises here and there, mainly from neighbors outside doing god knows what. as if on cue, her knee runs into something fleshy and plushy. ❝ princess ! ❞ mercedes nearly squeals, cupping the dog's face in her small hands and giving her an earnest rub behind the ears. ❝ that bad man just left you all alone in the dark huh, sweetie ? what if you're scared of the dark ? ❞ a soft kiss is planted on the top of princess's forehead, and she guides the dog backwards from where she first started. how is she supposed to get a hundred something pound dog through the freaking window ? what's worse, she thinks, is the jangling of keys from just outside judas' front door. ❝ oh shit, ❞ what was he doing home so early on a saturday night ? didn't he have drugs to do or sell or something ? in any case, mercy scrambles towards the window she just broke into, attempting to push princess face first to jump out. and the door swings open.

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#* MERCEDES x JUDAS #bestie im live tweeting during live rn #THERE IS A HOT GUY IN CLASS BESTIE ????????????????/#MY PROF looks insane hes just sitting in the dark w his notes dkgnrjg phil profs b like <3 allegory of the cave teas #but hes nice i enjoy him ? last time i had him was with junior KDNNNNNJGNRTJGNRTJGNTRKGNTRKJGNTRKGNTRKGJNRTG #anyways my camera is NOT on but it will be the next time bc i will look cute and that cute boy will see me and lose his mind me thinks ?????#foolproof plan <3 #might have group work ? ummm *hair tuck* what if we get PAIRED.#i feel like my prof smokes weed .... he sounds like every pothead chara in the tv shows ?#wait bstie we gotta go around the zoom and do an ice breaker KJNNNNNGTRJG #THEC UTE BOY IS TALKING HOLD ON BSESTIE..#his voice is deep............ intreesting.#damn bestie tbsh i just logged on so i can write this but here i am ? having to do shit......#omg theres this guy and he hs long jacob black hair ? i want to comb it #WELL HES MOVING TO THE UK IN JUNE LMFAOOOO WHAT THE HELL #LMFAOO MY PROF IS LIKE ' IS THE WORLD GONNA ALLOW U TO DO THAT' CAUSE THE PANDEMDIFVJTRNGKJTRGNTRKJGNTRG #HES SO FUCKING FUNNYYY BESSTIE...#tell me why there is thsi other guy.#hes cute but i thought his hair was a beret ? its in the shape of beret #NOT GONNA LIE BESTIE HE LOOKS LIKE A REVOLUTIONIST LMFAOOOOOOO ?#BRO ..... ANTOEHR LONG HAIRED LADDY IN MY CLASS ? HE LOOKS LIKE A CULLEN KLFNJRKGNNNNNNRTJNGTRG #damn bestie did u say judas lives in a trailer home i swear i think u did. if not ignore that LMFAO?????

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Les Misérables (2018) dir. Tom Shankland

#* MERCEDES SINCLAIR .

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@akcufm * YONGGI & JAESIK .

‘ dude. it’s alright, it’s in the past. i don’t even have a crush on her anymore ! besides, you know me. i’ll find somebody new to fawn over in like, no time. ’ did he resent jaesik for fooling around with someone he had a massive crush on ? yes. it definitely triggered his insecurities about always being second best. but that was ages ago. a semester ago, to be exact. truthfully enough, he’s moved on since then. it became clear to him they were never going to work out anyway. and if anything, he’s just one more step closer to being with his true, real love. wherever they are. ‘ i appreciate that you cared, man, but fuck that shit. mom’s letting me use the yacht this weekend, wanna throw a party ? ’ it’s comical how opposite yonggi and jaesik are; yonggi being a hopeless romantic and jaesik never really being the settling down type. but somehow it just worked.

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❝ are you sure ? ❞ normally, jaesik wouldn't have a problem in situations like these because really, situations like these didn't really exist in his personal relationships. primarily because jaesik never cared in the first place, and secondly because sangwoo didn't either. but after acquiring and forming an unlikely bond with the other student, for the first time in forever, jaesik feels like he has to watch his step. ❝ i mean it's completely over between me and — ❞ fuck, he couldn't even remember her name. ❝ me and her. totally over. once . . i mean a five time thing. but over ! ❞ he persists, realizing he's not making the situation really any better. after finding out yonggi had a crush on what's her name, jaesik felt like actual shit. ❝ just tell me next time you like someone, yeah ? ❞ the shaggy haired male replies, a grinny smile spreading on his face. cupid wasn't being that kind to jaesik either ; his longtime fling with sori had come to a sizzling end during this past summer season. but, it finally gave him a reason to go snort coke off of strippers with sangwoo once again, and that was enough of a decent reason for jaesik to get over her quickly. ❝ fuck yeah ! don't even ask next time bro. i'll bring a shit load of weed, i got a new shipment last week. ❞ there is chaos in his eyes, dancing away at the wild imaginations his mind was conjuring in light of brand new plans. ❝ strippers ? ❞

#* JAESIK x YONGGI #omg i self inserted the eunha fc what if they sue me #bestie i gotta use acting gifs he has no resourckesnjgrg

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@akcufm * SOYI & DOWOON .

‘ you’re weirdd, ’ dowoon chuckles breathily, throwing his head back against the wall– he’s currently sitting on the kitchen floor of his apartment, and VERY much buzzed. drinking’s probably the only time he feels something other than the usual nothingness… that, and getting high. typically, he likes to be alone when in either of those states, but … soyi’s over, and he doesn’t seem to mind it. he shuts his eyes. ‘ i guess it makes sense, though. no normal person would wanna spend their time with me like this. you’re the only weirdo who does that. ’ he opens one eye to look at the girl sitting beside him, a small smile gracing his face. the type of smile that only comes with being around soyi. ‘ can i… can i tell you something ? you’re like…. you’re like my best friend, i think. but don’t tell anyone i said that. shhhh. ’ he places a finger to his lips, before bursting out into more drunk little giggles.

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soyi's nose crinkles upwards at the remark, hugging onto her knees tighter as she relaxed against the cabinets, and the contrasting warmth emitting from her back with the coldness of the wood caused a small shiver to run down her spine. her eyelids were becoming more hooded with each giggle that rolled off of her lips. the girl frees an arm and extends her hand to the tip of dowoon's nose, moving forward slightly to boop him on it. ❝ you're weirder, ❞ and she moves back, this time sitting criss-cross on the kitchen floor. her eyes follow the various lines that formed different objects around the room, her mind soon quickly distracted by this thing and that thing. she tilts her head slightly as she looks over to her bestie, ❝ but is anyone really normal ? i feel like we are all a little weird, ❞ and perhaps soyi takes the crown in regards to that category, she likes to think her lizard would agree, too. the edible that she had taken earlier at dowoon's apartment was finally seeping into her bones, evident in the way her head felt unscrewed from her neck and like her brain was bouncing around in it. the brunette's eyes widen at his sudden question, eagerly nodding as anticipation filled her to the brim. the sudden confession causes her doe eyes to nearly double in size and well, ❝ you ' think ' ? you aren't sure if i'm — if i'm your best friend dowoon ? because you're my best friend. ❞

#* SOYI x DOWOON #u dont understand how much i wanted to put ' uwu ' like wtff else does soyi say #yeaaa she became the coochie emoji at the end...

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@akcufm * SANGWOO & SAERON.

‘ you should really stop dating douchebags, you know that, right ? ’ sangwoo comments, placing a tray of greasy fast food ontop of the diner booth’s table. he takes his seat opposite of PARK SAERON, his childhood best friend turned current roommate. who, apparently, has the absolute SHITTIEST taste in men. sangwoo had recently knocked the lights out of her ( now ex ) boyfriend. he leans back in his seat, watching saeron across from him with a somewhat analytical gaze. he’s trying to figure out what she could’ve saw in that prick, and why she put up with him for as long as she did. fuck, is he glad he showed up. sangwoo cant fathom what could’ve been if he didn’t put an end to that mess. he reaches for a french fry, dipping it into his milkshake before ultimately tossing it into his mouth. ‘ how’d you two meet anyway ? ’

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so that was it. that was the final straw between park saeron and yoo wonjae. the brunette aimlessly lays her gaze outside the large window, stained with dust and debris that collected throughout the months and years that seemed to easily fly by saeron. her dark hair cascades beyond her shoulders, protecting her like a selfmade shield. saeron's legs cross underneath the booth, torso twisted as her dainty fingers brush along her lower lip absentmindedly. it was a good thing the couple parted their ways ; wonjae wasn't the best boyfriend in the world. he lied, and he cheated, and he played saeron for a fool. for the entirety of a rocky year, she was pressed under his thumb. ❝ but, don't i have you to fight them off for me ? ❞ sangwoo's voice is enough to pull her out the endless depths of her stormy thoughts, and soon muddy eyes meet his own. she smiles sweetly. if someone were to tell sixteen year old saeron she would meet sangwoo again, after all those years, she would have kicked them in the shin. but here he was, sitting before her, after all those years. the girl thinks he's grown into his ears now, baring less of a toothy grin ( but a grin, nonetheless ) than before, and finally, he's taller than her now. ❝ thank you — ❞ saeron starts, timbre reminiscent of broken glass. ❝ i'm not sure what could have happened if you weren't there. ❞ and the statement occupies her mind longer than she'd like, because im sangwoo at one point wasn't there. and she remembers, vividly recalls, the sore wounds life inflicted upon her. the worst part of it all ( really ) was not having him around anymore, not having him only be streets away from him as opposed to oceans. her pupils peel away from studying his features, one she's slowly grown accustomed to seeing everyday, and grasps at two french fries, dipping them into the pile of ketchup on the other side of the porcelain. ❝ a friend. we had a class or something, i didn't really pay attention. but he kept bugging her about me so i finally gave him a chance. ❞ the irony didn't miss her , she took account into how something that started off so innocent could bloom into something so ugly. her shoulders finally relax, and she sinks into the seat.

#* SANGWOO x SAERON #BESTIEEEEEEE WTF <33333 we r doing the damn thing.......<3 #bestie this is long as fuck KNDKGJNTRKGNTG