❝ never been the one to pick favorites favoritism isn’t something i relate with well some way to make a statement i was only tryna’ start a conversation @chrinsu
as far as joohyun knew, this was supposed to be a family dinner. just her mother, father and her, simple as that. however, as soon as she saw insu on the same table as them and another man, someone who she could only assume was related to insu, purely based on looks, she knew, it wasn’t going to be your average gathering. business deal, potential partners, whatever, anything was possible in the world where money and status were the things people grabbed on.
but this? joohyun lets the words sink, eyes slowly moving from her mother, who just announced it to the whole table, to the boy sitting across from her. her blood slowly turns into a boil. she wished it was quicker, she wished she got her bag and left. she wished, she-
“i’m not doing that.“ the girl says, eyes still glued to insu as she waits for him to say something as well. she wouldn’t be surprised if he wasn’t listening to them, from what she had seen from him on campus. what she heard from other people. he wasn’t her type and right now, he was the last person she wanted to see on earth. “are you fucking listening to yourselves?“ she asks again, a scoff leaving her as she looks at her mother. she’s disappointed by her daughter’s reaction, but it was to be expected. “ridiculous. i’m leaving.“ joohyun says, eyes moving to her father as she grabbed her bag from the chair next to her.
