DIAMOND IN THE DARK

SEO SOOJIN 20 YEARS OLD SOUNDCLOUD BUBBLEGUM PRINCESS @G!N

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champagne kisses.

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linking arms with soojin, yoorim leans her head against her friends shoulder, “i always hate the beginning of the night. everyone’s way too boring until they have at least four glasses of alcohol in them.” she pouts. she’s already noticed a couple guy’s lingering stares and makes a mental note of them. “you ever feel like your life is just the same thing over and over again? you’re just operating on autopilot without really acknowledging any of it? like a bad case of deja vu.”

Soojin eyes Yoorim for a moment, turning her gaze from its perusal of the rich idiots they were surrounded by, and her brow twists with concern, reaching a hand up to cup the side of Yoorim’s head for a moment, so she could gently bump their noggins together in an awkward embrace of sorts.

“I kind of wish I did.” she says with a gentle laugh, thinking for a moment about how she felt like she’d gone through life like a leaf on a stream, only ever pausing on one particular moment by accident, snagged on some river rock, before being swept away again, “Of course...I say that, though...it’s the whole grass is always greener, thing, right?” 

Sometimes she feels like her life was set to fast forward. 

She reaches up to pry Yoorim’s hand from her arm, so that she can take it into her own, winding their fingers together with a smile. They were at a part, there was no need to get all existential when they could just ingest of more alcohol; that was practically Soojin’s mantra 

“Look, the only cure for boredom is action, let’s go find something to do...or something stronger to drink...” she snorts, taking a step forward and tugging her friend along. 

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Girls’ Night In

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if was one thing she took for granted about her non-trainee life, it was living with soojin. she couldn’t really complain since her roommate now was someone she considered to be her best friend, but soojin was someone special to her and to have to leave her after spending so much time with her, left a empty spot in yerim’s heart. she felt not lonely, but it was something close to that. 

yerim laughs a little and shrugs. “wine is wine, right?” she says looking at the bottle soojin’s brought over before taking a glass from soojin. “thanks,” she says looking at the back of the bottle now, reading the description of the vineyard where the grapes were grown with diligence and love. “oh spooky,” yerim says looking to the screen before leaning back on the couch and letting her body melt into the cushions. 

she looks over to soojin and snorts a laugh. “omni, yeah. it’s nice, i think. i mean… it’s kinda just what i expected and i’ve made some good friends. kinda just anxious to debut and get it over with, you know? heejin… i miss her. it sucks not being able to have a life.” yerim sighs and takes a few gulps of wine. “how are you? thinking of like… doing something productive anytime soon?” yerim says reaching over to nudge soojin to let her know she’s only kidding.

Soojin only half-watches as the movie’s opening plays, most of her attention placed squarely on Yerim, who’d she’d missed more than she cared to admit; the other girl’s absence had made Soojin aware of how much better she did when she wasn’t alone. Her thoughts had a tendency to get a little loud when she was. 

She smiles, genuinely, having to resist the urge to reach out and pinch Yerim’s cheeks, because she was simply too cute, and also because Soojin knew she’d hate such a gesture. 

“I’m glad...I’m glad that you seem happy. You’re not like...too overworked, right, like...they let you sleep, and all that?” she chuckles taking a sip of her wine, which was actually quite pleasant, if a little bit drier than she would have liked in this instance, “Yeah...you guys like...got together and then you were immediately whisked away by...that dude, with the eyelids, what’s his name...” she laughs, “You’d think I was already drunk, Jesus...”

She then manages an eyeroll, reaching over to lightly slug Yerim in the arm. 

“...such a dick!” and she nearly cackles, “I’m just....focusing on school...or trying to...I’ve always been bad at focus.”

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thrifting

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donghyuck has no intention to buy anything on this outing with soojin and it becomes just an outing to try on funny clothes and feeling like a richwoman in the 70′s about to steal her husband’s fortune. the best thing about thrift stores is they have every piece of clothing that nobody really wants. for a quick moment as they’re walking through the racks of clothes, he reaches out to touch the collar of a faux fur coat and wonder what kinds of people wore these clothes before they ended up here, bounced around from different consignment stores. 

“i love the color yellow,” donghyuck says looking at a pair of stretchy yellow pants with bell bottom legs. “i love that it’s a color that gives people anxiety. imagine being a color and having that much power.” he laughs a little and then looks over to soojin again, raising an eyebrow. “we should pick each other’s outfits. i wanna make you into like a hot super villain.”

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Soojin loves thrift stores, and she always has; she’s always had a deep appreciation for that which was tacky or vulgar, and anyplace offering her a selection of plastic bangles and polyester smocks going back decades was a place she felt she belonged in. It was so fun to poke around through someone else’s garbage, or someone else’s great aunt’s garbage, rather. This time, she’s brought along her cousin’s boyfriend, Haechan, whom she’d almost immediately developed a fondness for upon first meeting; she couldn’t identify what it was exactly, he’d just felt like a friend the moment Jaemin had introduced her to him. 

She eyes him for a moment as he begins to speak, averting them from the orange, paisley-printed scarf in her hands, and manages a smile as she wanders over to him. 

“See, I was going to say yellow suits you...” she admits, laughing heartily as she does, although she knows it’s just the tone of Haechan’s skin that pairs so nicely with warm colours.

She holds the shred of disco silk in her hand to Haechan’s cheek for a moment, not offering him an explanation, as if to present herself with direct evidence of this harmonious visual pairing, before she scoffs, finding the nearest mirror she can to admire herself in. 

“Make me into a hot super villain?!” she says with a smirk, lingering on the thought for a moment to play at being confused, “...am I doing something wrong?” 

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Girls’ Night In

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“So like, I was trying to find some super sweet bullshit, like Barefoot, or something, but...I don’t know Korean wine so I got this...it’s like...mulberry and it’s got some bitch in a hanbok on it, so it looks classy...” 

Soojin flashes Yerim the bottle of wine as she lowers herself onto her sofa, setting the pair of glasses she’d had awkwardly wedged between her fingers onto the coffee table, pouring them each a generous glass of it, richly purple-red, and nodding for Yerim to take one. 

“And we’re like...classy, right? So I thought it fit the occasion...” she adds with a snort. 

She tucks her legs up against herself, grabbing the tiny little remote to flick through some of their viewing options, eventually landing on The Craft, and clicking play, although she hardly expected them to be the most attentive of viewers; it’d been far too long since her and Yerim had had a chance to catch up, and she kind of figured that the film would end up as little more than a nice, seasonally appropriate backdrop to their conversation. 

“How’s...Opus? Omnus? Omni? That one, right?” she says, trying to recall the name of the company Yerim had signed her youth away to, “Oh shit, and your little girlfriend?”

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Act 2, Scene 2

A starter for @lmxkun TW drug/alochol mention

Yoorim is God only knows where, probably making out with some choding, or snorting something illicit in a bathroom somewhere, and Soojin is suddenly very warm—probably the small army of cocktails that now dances the mamba in her belly, and she starts to think that if she doesn’t cool off pronto, she’s likely to spontaneously combust. 

So it is that she finds herself outside; Yoorim had dragged her along to some gala for some charity thing, and the building it was held in was needlessly beautiful, equipped with a wrap around balcony on the level the event was on that was lit by fairy lights, and dotted with pretty plants. It is currently rather desolate, not surprising considering how the sunset and sudden kick of wind had dropped the temperature, but the cool night air is a relief to Soojin as she stomps to the barrier to light a cigarette. 

It isn’t until she’s leaned against it that she notices a figure in her periphery, glancing at it ready to spout off an apology before she catches sight of a familiar smile, and a familiar set of dimples. 

“Oh god, it’s you.” she mutters with a wry chortle, “Do you attend like, every rich person party in this city? Is that your job?”

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Hello! I meant to do this earlier, but I got a little busy. This is Dayo, again! Here with my second bub, Miss Seo Soojin. I suppose I’ll cut straight to the point this time, and give you guys a round-up, and some potential plots ideas? She’s got a profile HERE, if you’d like to read some trivia, or something. 

TW for mentions of mental illness and alcohol/substance use?

Soojin (English name Jenny) is born and raised in Seattle, USA, but has a lot of family in Korea, and moved to Seoul for university (and also because the friends she had stateside were hazardous for her health, and her parents wanted her the hell out of there) nearly three years ago. Despite moving to South Korea for university, her schooling has been somewhat slow-going, and she’s taken up non-sobriety, and also a Soundcloud R&B career, playing small gigs here and there in underground clubs when she can, between part-time job hopping. She’s studying musical composition and production as it is, she’s just an impatient soul.

She’s diagnosed Bipolar, a little self-destructive, a little loud, a little pretentious, a lot of what a girl isn’t really supposed to be, but she resents such rules and often defies them, even to her own detriment. Most of her obnoxious, or unhealthy tendencies are directed inward, though, because she’s a really kind-spirited, outgoing person, and a fiercely loyal friend. She’s got issues with intimacy, and can definitely be more than a little guarded (perhaps even flighty) when things start to get Too Real, but she’s trying her best, and having fun, don’t be mad at her. 

She’s definitely in need of party friends! Possibly flings, as well. Friends from one of her past jobs, other people who crawl clubs, or hang our around the smalltime underground hip-hop scene in Seoul, that sort of thing. Her personality can be rather strong, for some, and I’m sure she’s made some enemies in her time, as well. She also frequents bougie parties with her good friend Yoorim. There’s plenty we could do! I’d love to have some sort of intense will-they-won’t-they thing that messes her up and makes her feel dreaded feelings, at some point, but something like that would be quite selective, and the chemistry would need to be right. In any case, please hmu! I’d love to brainstorm, if none of these fit.