ECAYED SHE SHIFTS BACK AND FORTH INTO YOUR LIFE LIKE SUMMER RAIN. SHE IS OPEN FIRES AND WAITING FOR YOU TO B U R N YOURSELF TRYING TO HOLD HER DOWN. SHE CANNOT LOVE YOU, SHE CAN ONLY LOVE HERSELF. YOU UNDERSTAND THAT SUMMER FLAMES ONLY TAKE AND NEVER GIVE ANYTHING BACK
the lights of her digital clock struck brightly, seven pm and she was still stuck at work to no surprise of anybody there. people had stopped asking her to join for drinks, or for her to join the weekly office dinners on friday because they knew she wouldn’t join. walking through the office she heard the speculations people made, and the affirmations of how perfect they’d be together - both workaholics in their own way.
sorting the pile of prints samuel needed for the following morning the brunette made plans to get up, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear as a small huff escaped from between her lips - she really didn’t mind staying late or working hard, but her ambitions were itching under her skin. she wanted so much more than what she was doing, although there was nothing wrong with her job - but she didn’t want to answer phone calls and fetch coffee and tea for the rest of her life.
just in time for the delivery boy yoojung arrived at the elevator, taking a hold of the bag and giving the boy a small tip before moving on. small interactions like this was what her days seemed to consist of, relying on one person only to be her main source of company - and that was sam. the petite knocked softly onto the half-opened door of his office. ‘ i ordered italian. ’ waving the bag around as proof of her words ‘ and i noticed you’ve been working and eating at the same time lately - so we’ll be having this meal together. you shouldn’t eat and work at the same time, surely your parents must’ve taught you that. ’
would it be a horribly sweet, bottled coffee drink or an equally crappy bottle of unsweetened tea today? jae’s eyes wandered over the options sitting in front of him as he tried to find what it was he had a taste for. gatorade. he could probably use the hydration after a night of drinking and he was positive the nasty tasting drinks the toggled between would only make it stomach want to turn further. “yeah, whatever.” he whispered at his option, gripping the bottle before he turned his body - only for it to collide with someone else in the process. “oh, shit-” words were cut off as he eyes watched the items land on the floor, eventually peering up to see the familiar features of yoojung in front of him - looking quite dazed. a soft chuckle slipped past his lips, head shaking at the sound of her words. “i’m sorry, yoo.” he offered softly, body leaning to gather the snacks within his arms steadily. “are you, uh… you feeling alright?”
grinning widely as she met the familiar face, yoojung forgot all about the snacks discarded all over the floor of the shop. ‘ hanjae ! it’s so nice to see you ! ’ the words sounded like a sigh of relief, skipping over the bags of chips and sweets to give the boy a quick hug. ‘ i was a little sad that all my snacks dropped but seeing you made it okay ! ’ smile still bright and hands fiddling together for a while until she remembered about the fallen snacks. ‘ oh i’m fine .. i think ? i’m just really hungry to be honest ! ’
✦ * · ˚ bo was in the mood for sweets, something he constantly seemed to be out of at home which meant one thing & one thing only — he needed to go buy MORE. which is exactly what he was doing right now, shopping around, looking for things that he was in the mood for — hoping SOMETHING would catch his eye so that this trip didn’t end with him being empty-handed. he’s about to give up when he remembers he’d passed up the chips on his hunt for candy, so he quickly rounds the corner into that aisle, not realizing someone else was right in front of him. "oh shit.“ he breathes out, eyes falling to the floor that was currently covered in bags of chips & other various things. "sorry about that, didn’t realize you were there.” boyeon continues, crouching down to start picking up the things he’d caused her to drop. "hey, you can always just get new bags of stuff it’ll be okay. i’ll even buy.“
dark brown hair flowing over her shoulder the girl stared ahead, blank expression all over her face as she looked at the fallen soldiers - her beloved snacks scattered all over the shop floor. she had truly never felt the way she did right now, but then again she had never taken more than a couple puffs off a blunt - perhaps she should have built up some stamina first. ‘ no please, it’s my fault -- i had so much snacks i couldn’t see anymore. ’ the corners of her mouth softly lifting into a smile. the girl crouched down in attempt to pick up the snacks that had survived, wobbling a bit as she kept losing balance. ‘ you really don’t have to buy me anything, it was me being dumb after all. can i buy you something ? to make it up ? ’
Jaehyun had planned to stay up until late that night, studying for a test he’d have the following morning but sleep was getting the best of him. Deciding to head to the convinience store nearby and get himself a energy drink, the student grabbed his wallet and phone and left his apartment. After getting there and finding the item he was looking for Jae got distracted for a moment as he made his way towards the cashier, replying to a text on his phone and the next thing he felt was someone bumping into him. Flinching slightly at the noise of the snacks falling to the ground, the barista was quick to kneel down to pick everything up. “Sorry! I should’ve paid more attention to where I was going.” Jae was quick to say as he handed the itens back to the woman. “Are you okay?” He questioned, finally looking up at Yoojung and noticing how red her eyes were.
normally she would have been pissed off, offended at the stranger bumping into her whether it was her own fault or not - but she was truly too out of it for the thought to even cross her mind. this was all her old friend had wanted for her, for her to break out of her shell - to stop being so hard working and cold and to let loose a little. so that’s what she was doing. stare blank and lids heavy as she cupped the products the other was handing her ‘ no please ! it was my fault, i think so at least. ’ the words left her lips slow-paced and drawn out. ‘ i’m okay actually, and you ? you have really pretty eyes you know. ’
taking a big breath the brunette tried to collect herself -- it was moments like this she hated the promise she had made with herself, had it been any other situation she would not have done this but she promised she would finish the bucketlist. even if that meant being high as kite off of marijuana. -- of course yookyung would have wanted to know what it was like to smoke 5 blunts in an hour. arms filled with various bags of chips and sweets yoojung turned around to start walking to the shop register only for her to bump into someone, all her snacks crashing to the ground. bright red eyes looking up and down from the floor to the other person. ‘ .. my snacks. ’ the words left her lips with a small whine ‘ oh no. ’
She wears lipstick in colors of autumn. / Her legs are slim and shapely. / Once she was as pretty as Mary Pickford but now she has the solid sadness of L'Arlésienne by Van Gogh, / although she always says she’s very happy in a sad tone of voice.
Fanny Howe, from The Lyrics: Poems; “Unbearably Alive,”
(via violentwavesofemotion)
hi .. it’s once again your favorite demonic hag ruby ! here with my baby angel yoojung, more about this absolute babe under the cut !
☕ . ˚ ◝ ( kim taeyeon. cisfemale. she/her. ) noh yoojung is a twenty-eight year old saggitarius. the personal assistant’s go-to order is a soy, non fat hazelnut latte. they like to listen to lights up by harry styles while they wait for their order. the employees of the deja brew think they are callous but swear they’re totally audacious as well. maybe that’s why crossing something off of your bucketlist, handwritten notes in class and wearing the same burgundy lipstick every day remind me of them. ( ruby. 20. she/her. gmt+1. )
s t a t i s t i c s
full name: noh yoojung
nicknames: yoongs but prefers to just be called yoojung
gender & pronouns: cisgender female , she/her
sexuality: bicurious
date of birth: november 29 1990
ethnicity: korean
nationality: korean
hometown: ilsan, korea
current residence: los angeles, california
occupation: personal assistant
education: dropped out of uni in her final year of journalism
looking back to yoojung’s childhood there was nothing weird or peculiar about it, she grew up in a middle class family with an average house and two cats - she has a younger brother who was also fairly average. nothing about the noh’s was off, they had their differences but they had a lot of love for one another and always encouraged each other to work hard and do well.
and that’s exactly what yoojung grew up doing, she worked hard in school and helped her dad out in his grocery store whenever she wasn’t doing homework. she worked hard for what she wanted, she got great grades and both internally and externally motivated to do the absolute best she could.
with that hard work and passion she got into the university of her dreams, studying journalism. although seoul wasn’t that far away from ilsan she had decided to move into dorms, wanting to spread her wings a little - that’s where she met yookyung, her roommate. yookyung was the complete opposite of yoojung - where yoojung was serious, driven, hard working and cold yookyung was free-spirited, easy-going, curious and warm. the pair complimented each other perfectly, they brought out the best in each other.
the third year of uni struck and halfway into the first semester yookyung got hit by car, she was dead on the scene. and well - after that it just wasn’t really the same for yoojung anymore. yookyung’s parents had given yoojung her diary, saying she would’ve wanted her to have it and have all of the memories they had made together.
it took yoojung a month to read the first page - it was a bucket list of all the things yookyung still wanted to do in her life. reading that list yoojung decided that maybe it was time to turn her life around, she quit uni within a week, moved out of the dorms and moved to los angeles - checking off the first item on yookyung’s bucket list ‘move somewhere where the sun doesn’t stop shining’.
now yoojung spends her days working for someone as a personal assistant, her boss isn’t completely awful but it’s not exactly the job of her dreams either. it does however give her enough time to keep working on the bucket list. something she has to finish before she allows herself to read the rest of the diary.
tldr; basically yoojung is a v focused semi sad and cold woman who is pretty much created for character development and who in the end i really want to end up embracing the more free-spirited and playful side of herself.
