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@atsukoxbw
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- i'll be going on hiatus (might end up being semi-hiatus) until the 21st of december ;A; i'm in my school's musical and will be missing classes most days up until then, so i have to focus on my school work after school. super sorry to the people i owe replies to (jiyoung, naeun, shinhye, i think that's it????) and the people i'm plotting with :c i'll catch up on everything once i get back as it'll be winter break for me :> thank you ~
きっといつも君は知らなくて、 手を繋いでもう遠くにいて、 悲しみのつたが巻き上がる空こぼれる。
Surely I'll never understand you, And you're too far to hold your hand So the sky is rolled within vines of sadness
Shin Hye raised her head to the voice that spoke, slightly surprised that there was still someone in the library. She was even more surprised that someone had noticed her; she was used to considering herself invisible because of her quiet nature. Quickly slipping her phone back into her bag, she looked back up at the unfamiliar face.
"You need help?" Shin Hye asked the girl in front of her. Shin Hye was unsure of how she could assist with anything, but it wasn’t as if she was occupied with anything else. "What can I do?”
Atsuko smiled thankfully, bowing slightly. "Thank you very much, miss. It won't take very long, I promise." Motioning for the girl to get up, she waited patiently and led the other student towards her book cart and the shelves. She picked up the book and craned her neck back, lifting her hand to point at the top shelf. "I need to get this book up there, with your help, see," Atsuko looked back at the other woman, gauging her reaction. "I'm an assistant here - my name is Atsuko, by the way, it's a pleasure to meet you - and I just need your help. I-I was thinking I could lift you up and you could place it there. O-or if you'd prefer, you can lift me, of course, miss." She bit her lip nervously, hoping her suggestion wasn't too far-fetched for the other girl.
Absently picking at the loose threads on her school uniform as she sat in the library on her laptop, Shin Hye found her concentration fading fast. It had been happening far too often lately, but she couldn’t help the way her brain seemed to wander from her schoolwork. Her thoughts were too fixed on being away from home for the first time.
Finally pulling away from her computer with a frustrated huff, she gave up on whatever plans of studying that she had. “Why me?” she muttered to herself. She pulled out her phone in hopes that her father had sent her any words of encouragement as he did when she went to her old school, but there was nothing. She should have suspected that to be so; her father hadn’t answered any of her calls since she arrived. It was a lonely feeling, knowing that she was stuck in such a divided place without the support of her father.
Atsuko rolled the cart full of library books down the aisle slowly, every so often pulling a book out and placing it on the shelf carefully. The library was quiet, as usual, especially with it being late. There was about 2 more hours until closing time, and she could finally go home.
Coming to a stop at the end of the aisle, she realized the book she needed to put back had to be placed on the very topmost shelf. Looking around quickly, she spotted one lone girl sitting in front of a laptop, staring at her phone. She didn't look very tall.. but she might still be able to help, all the same, Atsuko thought.
Quickly walking over, she bowed slightly as she approached, her manners getting the best of her. "Ah, excuse me, miss, i-if you're not too busy, I was wondering if you could help for a brief moment." Atsuko wrung her hands in front of her nervously, smiling brightly, hoping she wouldn't get turned down outright.
disoriented / atsuko&jiyong
Jiyong sat back down once she’d taken it, rubbing his temples. Ji was fully awake and pestering him, making his foul attitude even worse. “Maybe you should pay attention to what door youre going through. Don’t think you’re going to skip class and hide out here. I don’t play that game.” Well, technically he did, but only if he liked the student. Which was basically no one at this moment. Not that he had tried to get close to anyone.
He watched her dispassionately for a moment before sighing and pushing back up, going over to grab the first aid kit from her. “let me.” he says, pulling gauze from packages and placing it against the cut. “how did you manage to maim yourself anyways?” he grumbles out, grabbing from ace bandage and wrapping her hand to keep the gauze in place. “where are you supposed to be?”
He balanced out the act of kindness with more short sentences, tone cold and sharp. To the point. Tossing out the wrappers, he placed the first aid kit back in his desk, the bell ringing to signal that the girl was late for class. Sighing, he pulled out his passes, flopping back down in the chair. “Name, class youre supposed to be in.” he says, digging a pen out.
Atsuko struggled to get the gauze out of the packages, cursing everything around her to the seven depths of hell. A cold hand suddenly grabbed her injured hand an the gauze out of the other, fluidly taking it out of it's package. The teacher worked quickly, mostly silent until he asked how this happened. ".. I cut it on a piece of paper." She realized how lame this sounded now that she said it out loud. Since when were paper cuts so bloody? This was such a stupid situation. It made her look stupid. Atsuko was ready to explain more thoroughly when another shrill bell interrupted her, signalling the end of the short break students had to get to classes. "Damn it," Atsuko whispered under her breath, thanking the man quietly as he finished wrapping her hand and went back towards his desk. Now she would get detention, on top of making herself look like a complete idiot in front of a teacher. He asked her for her name and class, snapping her out of the little rant she was yelling at herself. "M-Maeda Atsuko. My next class is.. History." Absentmindedly watching as he quickly scrawled the info onto the pink pass, Atsuko stepped closer to get a better look, and reached her hand into her book bag to pull out her school map. The teacher handed it to her lazily, and she stared at it for a few moments before understanding it's use. "Ah! Thank you, sir. Thanks." She bowed slightly, and then motioned to her hand. "A-and thanks for this, really. Uh.." Atsuko hesitated slightly, looking at the map and then the pink slip. "Sir, I'm a new student, a-and I really don't know where this.." She trailed off, watching his expression, but his cold stare made her look down in embarrassment. "Never mind, I'm sure I can find this place." Bowing repeatedly as she backed away, Atsuko murmured numerous thank-you's under her breath as she headed towards the door.
disoriented / atsuko&jiyong
The bell signaled the end of class and Jiyong happily dismissed his chorus class. A bunch of bumbling fools that couldn’t tell an e sharp from a d flat. no one he’d think about recommending to any of the big companies to be a trainee. When the last kid left, he gratefully sank down in his chair and enjoyed the silence of his free period. Or at least, he tried to.
The sounds of kids running and pretty much screaming past his door had Jiyong rubbing his temples. Why couldn’t they behave and walk through the halls like human beings instead of rampaging beasts? It was completely irritating and if he hadn’t been trying to be good he would have stuck his head out the door and screamed for each one of them to shut the hell up. Of course, Jiyong knew that was highly unacceptable and he’d most likely be canned for it. So instead he turned up his ipod until he could no longer hear them,
The sound of his door opening was barely audible over the blaring rap, causing him to tug the ear buds out. “I don’t have class this period.” Jiyong calls out, spinning in his chair to eye the girl leaning back against the door. “Don’t bleed on my floor.” The scent of blood filled his nose, rousing the darkness inside of him. “Fuck..” Jiyong sighs and got up, digging through his desk to find his first aid kit and holding it out.
The smell of blood was one of his triggers, something that so easily made Ji awaken. Already he could feel him stirring, interest peaking at the intrusion. ‘ah. who is this? isnt she a pretty thing.. would she be missed?’ Jiyong ignored the whispered voice inside his head, pushing his shades up as he waited for the woman to take the kit.
The sound of a voice from the other side of the room shook Atsuko from her stupor, causing her to look up from her now dark red hand at the person sitting behind the desk. She turned around just in time to see his chair swivel around to face her. His good looks struck her immediately, but his disgruntled attitude towards and injured student made her unhappy attitude worsen. Luckily, he had grabbed a first aid kit from his desk drawer, lazily holding it out for her to take. "A-ah, sorry sir, I didn't realize there was someone in this classroom.." Stepping towards his desk carefully, and heeding his prior warning not to drip blood on the floor, Atsuko brought her hand up to her mouth to cover her wound while she grabbed the first aid kit from his hand. Stepping back and placing the kit on a nearby desk, Atsuko sucked idly on the hand while she got out some bandages. It really wasn't that bad of a cut, but it was too long for a bandaid and the bandages would, hopefully, soak up some of the blood.
disoriented / atsuko&jiyong
The shrill ringing of the bell awoke Atsuko from her daydream, the overwhelming feeling of all her classmates simultaneously getting up and exiting the room excitedly surrounding her. Rushing to to stand up, she banged her knee on the desk and cursed under her breath in her native language. Without caring of her materials, she opened her book bag and stuffed her papers, books, and pencils into it frantically. The impatient stare of her teacher from behind their desk caused her to move quicker, accidentally cutting her hand on a piece of paper. Apologizing quietly as she walked quickly out of the room, Atsuko held her right hand tightly to stop the blood flow, her next class the only thing on her mind. She was still horrible with directions, and got lost constantly at this school. Most of her teachers were understanding, but the one for her next block threatened her with detention the next time she was late. With the cut in her hand making it unable for her to get the school map out of her book bag, Atsuko made her way through the bustling crowd of students completely disoriented. They shoved and pushed each other carelessly, threats and curse words raising above the hustle of the crowd. People were pushing in on her, and it was all too much for Atsuko. Pushing out towards the closest open space, she quickly grabbed the door handle to a class room and opened it, rushing inside. Closing it just as quickly, and allowing the noise outside to die down, Atsuko leaned against the closed entrance, cradling her bleeding hand and taking in quick, sharp, breaths.
maestro / atsuko&taeyeon
A map. Such a rich school, yet.. a map. The only thing they provided first day students with to help them get around the campus was a lousy map? It was ridiculous. Atusko's sour expression worsened as the darkening skies above rumbled ominously. She had given up on getting to class on time; she was sure her teacher would understand when she explained her situation. She hoped they would, at least. Now she was left standing under one of the many trees that decorated the campus, staring dully at the useless piece of paper she held in her hands. She had messily scribbled the names of places over each building she had visited, the small writing imprinted on it impossible for her to read. Atsuko's nose crinkled in mild disgust and she flung the map to the ground, stomping on it once, twice, allowing her to lose control for a moment's time. Breathing deeply, she straightened her uniform and ruffled her hair back into place. The sky above made her nervous; she never was awfully good around thunder and lightning. The main building of the campus was right in front of her, luckily, so she decided to enter there momentarily, and maybe get some help from a teacher or classmate. Swiftly making her way towards the large building, Atsuko hesitated slightly before entering it. She wasn't completely sure if she'd get in trouble for being out of class, so she went in quietly and peered about cautiously. All the doors were closed, as to be expected, and the long and luxurious hallway intimidated Atsuko slightly. Bringing her book bag closer to her body and biting her lip nervously, she stepped quietly into the middle of the hall, glancing to to both sides of her. The faint sound of music caught her attention, and Atsuko swiveled to the left quickly. Without truly thinking of what she would do when she got there, she walked quietly towards the origins of the beautiful notes. Thoughts wrapped around the song itself that was being played, and if she recognized it, Atsuko barely registered when she came to a stop in front of the single door open in the hall. A lone figure sat at the piano, fingers flowing fluidly and completely engrossed in the masterpiece they were creating. Awe-filled eyes stared in delight, barely noticing her entrance into the near-empty room. The grand climax of the song made her heart beat quicken and her hands come to clasp in front of her chest excitedly. The pianist finished with a flourish, and Atsuko felt obliged to clap erratically to thank for the unearthly performance she had just witnessed. "Y-you play beautifully."
Hello, welcome to Bullworth! I’m Jihoon, I hope you enjoy your time here, and if you ever need anything at all, don’t be afraid to come ask.
/bows politely, giving him a warm smile; Thank you very much Jihoon-san- Ah! /shakes her head embarrassedly, covering her mouth slightly; Forgive me, it’s a habit.
"You're the newest prep on campus." It was more of a statement than a question that he confronted her with outside of Harrington House, and the prep leader placed his hands in his pockets, dark eyes flicking over her dully. "I'm Myungsoo, one of the prep leaders."
Atsuko nodded slightly, eyes wandering to stare at the large boarding house behind the boy standing in front of her. “Yes, I suppose I am.” She directed her attention back to the aloof figure blocking her way into the extravagant building. “My name is Atsuko, it’s a pleasure to meet you,” Removing a hand from the purse she held in front of her, she stuck it out to initiate a handshake, eyes creasing into a warm smile.
