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impkiyeong:
well, that was definitely something new to brag aboutâ the new feminine hand ornament jutting out of his wall. putting down the book he was almost getting into, he crawls to the end of his bed thatâs littered broken wall debris and crumbled paint, inspecting the damage up close. âuh,â he bites his lip. âthatâs alright, i mean, iâve been planning to install another window in this place. gets a little stuffy over the summerâŠâ he blinks, a bright smile on his face.Â
miyuki blinks watching bits of drywall crumble in her hand. it takes of all five seconds for her to flush bright red from the dip of her clavicle to the tip of her ears. âum. i can help you build it, the window i mean. what am i saying. iâm really sorry.â
impjiho:
jiho canât help but  roll his eyes. âit might be fun.â he shrugged his shoulders. âyou were going to meet them but not be a groupie? i didnât know those sorts of things happened.â he explained with laugh. his friends had only ever met band members to sleep with them. âyou want to come to a party with me but you donât actually want to attend the party?â he spoke slowly as he tried to process it in his head. âjust come with me, you donât have to drink.â
she flushed at the insinuation ducking deeper within her shell. âtheyâre just...cool, thatâs all. they have cool guy hair.â miyuki shrugged softly. âparties arenât really my area of expertise. youâd be better off without me really. if i sit in the car i can try to get some work done too.â she could feel her resolve weakening, if one of her friends wanted something she was always too weak to deny them.
impminjoo:
minjoo didnât expect the wall right next to him to erupt so suddenly. well, honestly, who would? the pink haired male blinked in pure surprise, his head turning ever so slowly to inspect the impact of the blow. he met gazes with the culprit, only able to shake his head in total disbelief. âchrist. way to make an entrance.â
miyuki twitches like a broken record, mouth gaping at the size of a codfish. âiâm uh, iâm. iâll pay for it!â she says bottom lip jutting. âiâm really sorry.â she repeats wringing her small, nervous hands beneath her. âletâs see iâll need mesh and tools and that will be...iâll figure it out.â
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â         Although HATING to admit it, Dawon was having the time of her life that afternoon that she chose to spend with Miyuki. Weirdly, she missed the company of a girl friend who did not need her to put up a cool attitude. The older seemed to know her perfectly since infant days, so the masquerade was not needed anymore. â Ahh! Were you always this touchy, though?! â Even if NOT NEEDED, there was no chance Dawon would turn into a complete nerd, the one she truly was to those who knew her, just for the sake of it.
âayyyyy dawon.â miyuki pouted falling over the table. she had craved the familiar warmth that came with having a friend, she hadnât felt it so long. it was like going home. âyouâre so cute. you were always a cute kid too.â she smiles taking another sip from her milkshake. they look a perfect image in the technicolor diner, surrounded by azure walls and checked red floors.Â
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âarenât you tired?â minhyun asked miyuki. sure it was hurting him inside to act as if he didnât like his guts but people knowing about their close relationship could be of harm to both him and her. he surely wasnât the guy who had the best relationship with people which meant that there were people who wouldnât hesitate to hurt him and if they got a hold of his close friendship with her, things could get ugly. she could experience hell as well, being harassed because she was friends with a flare who did no good and people thought would probably end up as a villain. it drove him crazy that she was still coming near him during school hours even though heâd told her hundreds of times not to when theyâd hang out in her room. it drove him nuts that he had to pretend that he disliked her and talk to her as if she meant nothing to him when she clearly did. âcan you stop talking to me as if we knew each other? iâm sure you can just find someone else to mess around with because iâm not gonna play pretend with you. hell i donât even know who you were until you started harassing me. are you that desperate to have a friend?â he asked, hearing a few snickers from his friends at the back. although he was saying such horrible things, his eyes were apologetic as if begging her not to believe a thing he said but knowing her she would take it to heart and he would have to reassure her once again that he didnât hate her when it was just the two of them.
her gut clenches at the very sight of him. stupidstupidstupid, she admonishes herself, still not lifting her head from its averted gaze. surely she thought, it couldnât hurt to say hello to them, to at least try. but they see her and the label that she didnât want in the first place. but these powers wormed their way into her hands and now endeavor to ruin everything she ever wanted. miyuki had been content with her life, she had plans, she had friends. then that morning came and smashed it all in a far too literal sense. she gritted her teeth as hot tears pricked the edge of her eyes. her breath seemed in short supply and she clenched her fists just a little tighter as if it would protect her from heartbreak. âi just thought-iâ and damn if she didnât look pitiful. her bottom lip trembling and long hair hiding away her face. âi just thought we could talk.â she barely manages to choke out. âiâm sorry i wonât do it again.â miyuki peers at him through blurry eyes. the back of her mind wants to believe that heâs doing it to protect her. but he looks so at home as the harsh words fly from his tongue straight into her. she pushed the heels of her sweater covered hands against her cheeks, aggressively trying to wipe away falling tears.Â
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impjiho:
âwhy do i have to go to a meet and greet with you?â jiho muttered as he rolled his eyes. âwell depends, how are we gunna get down there? and two what do they look like? any lookers?â he questioned with a grin. of course he loved to give her a hard time it was just so easy to get her to pout. âi mean if you take me a few things could happen. the member you like the best might want me as a groupie.â he snorted. âor i might go home with a fellow fan. either way you lose me and the party is a better idea.â jiho explained. âi want to be so drunk i end up in someoneâs bathtub. iâve had so many labs this week my head might explode if i think about biology a second more iâll absolutely blow up.â
âi mean you donât have to.â sheâs biting her lip and playing with her hands now. as someone whoâs always worn her heart broadly on her shoulder, theyâre the obvious tells sheâs upset. âi just thought it would be fun. you can go home with any member you want. itâs not like i was going to at all. but iâll be your designated driver!â she says, shoving the subject away with a quick tongue. âiâll just wait outside while you go to the party and then i can take you home.â
itâs over before miyuki can stop it. sure sheâs clumsy she knows that, but at this point sheâs hit a new low. ever so slow she withdraws her arm from the newly created hole in the wall sheâd fallen into. sheâs sure her eyes are trembling as she peers through the hole. âoh my god. i am so sorry.â she squeaks to the face she meets.
piperimp:
   THE SUN MAKES HER BLINK as she steps out of the dorm, ready to start a new day. the concealer does little to cover dark circles she got from spending the night reading something for her major. piper sighs, fingers running through her hair, eyes hiding behind a pair of sunglasses. with a hum, she makes her way to the main building, wondering why didnât she stop for a coffee first, or maybe an energy drink, since she can feel her eyes fighting a battle with the sleep in that moment.
âpiper!â miyuki huffs barely managing to trip far enough over her own feet to reach her. her armful of books shifts precariously within her chest. it looks very much like a disaster in the making. âi took some notes for you. we were talking and in class and it made me think of you so i figured you could use these.â the words are still muffled by the puff topped pen sheâs holding between her teeth. âhere!â
impjiho:
âNo, no I am listening. I promise.â Jiho lied as he tried to distract them with his puppy dog expression. âYou know I was just thinking-â He spoke thoughtfully as he reached his hand out and let his fingers brush over their knuckles. âI have never wanted to blow myself up more than right now.â He spoke in an airy tone. Clearly he was being condescending because he wasnât listening. Slowly he pulled his hand away and reached out for his paper cup of coffee. âItâs Friday whose throwing the party? If I donât partake in underage drinking every weekend I might die.â
she canât help but pout. miyuki thinks rambling off random facts about her newest obsession (this time itâs a boy band) is perfectly interesting. âjihoooo. i need someone to go with to the meet and greet, please. i can find someone else though i mean itâs fine. as for drinking iâm not sure.â she hums thoughtfully.Â
impminsuh:
     THE WEATHER WAS NICE, people were busy with their classes, so minsuh had no reason to stay inside the studio, when he could dance outside, under the sweet light of the sun. so after he placed the phone down and turned on the music, minsuh started to slowly move to the song, eyes closed as he let the music sink and allowed his body to move freely. he clearly didnât hear the steps approaching him, or else he would have stopped already.
miyuki loved summer. no, not loved. it seemed to weak a word to describe her feelings when sunlight pierced through the shade of an oak tree. her hand stretched out towards a bird milling on the ground, but retracted as quickly as if sheâd been burnt. the bird, startled fluttered off into the sky and miyuki sighed examining her hands. beyond the trunk of the tree whorls of movement caught her eye. she stared dumbfounded at him and couldnât help her hands as they rocked in applause.Â