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(✾↬;; He never failed to surprise her. This time in the form of his ‘chivalrous’ gesture to take her arm in his own. In other countries and cultures, this could be construed as something minor and all too in the norm. However, with the South Korean culture and etiquette, any slight contact seemed like huge steps. But she could be wrong when it came to certain terms and all the details she had yet to soak in. If she asked aloud, she was worried he’d become too self conscious and she was being selfish enough to want to keep the link between them.It made the casual trek with him all the more pleasant.
Katya’s head fell back, slightly. Eyes scanned the darkening sky above as she had every confidence in the man beside her to steer them clear of any dangers long enough to take note of a few different shapes in some scattered clouds that were still visible. “You could write a story on it. Call it: ‘Suburban Beauty. An in depth look into Dajeon.’ or something more creative.” A warm laugh rivaled the chill in the air that was creeping in. Speaking of cold– “Hm? I’m fine.” the female tried to make her words sound convincing. Truth be told, the long sleeved shirt she was wearing wasn’t the best for the dropping temperatures but she didn’t want to have to punish Chanso for her own careless preparation or lack there of.
“I told you it would be.” A swagger of her head showed off a false display of cockiness that vanished once her free hand produce her phone back out of her pocket. Pictures were needed for this display of lights. Snapping a few shots within seconds with every intention of uploading them to her instagram account later on. What seemed to be an obvious idea made it’s way in a casual, delayed fashion. “Hey, you want to take a selca together?… Did I use that word right?” The darting of her eyes from left to right was a useless effort to find the answers in the space around them. ‘Selfie’ was the popular turn yet she had heard the used term of ‘selca’ a couple times around the area.
It was amazing how in bopping one place to another, the Russian born could keep the mental folders of her experience surprisingly organized. Now and again, things slipped. Considering she was still in her ‘fresh phase’ in this country, it was only natural. Such a thing wasn’t anything to be embarrassed of, quite the contrary, it meant she could still learn.
Uh-oh. It would appear she had been caught. How was it this boy could look right through her facades better than most people on this planet. ‘His inner journalist.’ she reasoned with herself. “Truthfully?” Everything in how she asked emoted the tone of Do I have to?. Always hating to even speak about any negativity in her own life. Others, she never minded. It was like she could be their personal therapist then work her magic to have them forget their woes. It was so odd to be in role reversal. “I’m… Stressed.” It was harder to look into those eyes of his so she lowered her own vision down to the water at their side. “School, luckily, is alright. Year end tests got done but it’s mostly with this whole training thing. It’s like I’m not improving even when I work my butt off. Dancing is no problem but… Well, you saw today.” Ugh. The slight bruising of her vocal chords reappeared like a ghost of earlier events. “I was scolded for not getting as far along as the vocal coach wanted me…. And it’s just getting me down right now. It’s like I’m already failing before I’ve barely begun.” If only there were a pebble to kick along the path to help divert more of that awkwardness branching out into her system.
Katya was right, this could be a good story to write about, would anyone read it though? The stories that Chanso wrote though were things that could be described as weird and wonderful, mainly weird though. He had often been told that he should calm down a little about his writing and choose topics that actually made a fraction of sense. Chanso didn’t like this though. Though looking at the view he currently was looking at, it was hard to say that it wasn’t tempting in any way. ‘’Though if I was to write about this place, I would have to include the many beautiful people that come here. Obviously you would have to be included, whether you like it or not.’’
The thought of taking a selca together brought a smile to his face. ‘’Yes, I think we should.’’ Taking out his phone he stopped for a second, going through the many applications on his phone to find his camera app. Holding it in front of him like most people did, he gave his signature pout, Katya seemed to find it funny somewhat. Looking at his phone again he inspected the photo, it was a nice one. Though with Katya in it, she could make anything look good. ‘’Okay, It’s a good one. Lucky that we only had to take it once. Do you want me to send it to you? Or shall we take another with your phone?’’ It was a common occurrence for whatever reason. Selcas were something that had grown quite popular among a variety of communities and it wasn’t something that was shunned upon that was nice.
With a bench in his sight he gripped Katya’s hand in his own and pulled her towards it. Sitting down on it he turned his body, facing her and looking at her directly in the eye. ‘’Do I need to keep on saying it? There is nothing wrong with your singing... I wish there was a way I could make you see that you are so talented, more than you give yourself credit for.’’ Chanso always got a little tried whenever the girl seemed to say something bad about herself, whether it be about a certain aspect of her trainee life or something else. To him Katya could do no wrong and everything about her was polished. Maybe she was right about the fact that her singing was not as good as her dancing, but that didn’t make her singing bad. Chanso loved it.
He reached over and firmly meshed his left hand with her own hand. ‘’Listen, I want to make you remember something.’’ he started, about to go on a tangent about being stressed and everything inbetween. ‘’Whenever you seem to be getting stressed, stop. And I mean that in the literal sense, just stop everything that you’re doing.’’ Chanso knew that this could be a problem considering she was an trainee idol and their practice times were hellish, but Chanso didn’t care about that. ‘’I don’t want you to overwork yourself. You will get ill and then unhappy and that’s not a good thing.’’ Getting stressed was something that happened to Chanso a lot last year. It got to the point where he had to just stop and ask himself whether or not it was worth it. It nether was worth it or not.’’
‘’I consider us to be very close friends and I’m very glad that I had the chance to meet you. I want you to know yet again that I am here for whatever you need. If you want to vent to me about anything and have it be no questions asked, then that’s okay, I don’t mind.’’
“heh, sorry.”
so strongly in her own little world, sage had no idea whether her unknowing subject had been giving her odd looks for seconds, or minutes. she put on one of her sheepish grins and turned around the sketchpad that was in her hands, showing them her current work in progress– with them as the model. “i’m just drawing. i’m not being a creeper or anything, promise.” though for some, the two weren’t mutually exclusive. “you just have a really nice stance? or ah, posture, something..? you can keep it when i’m done, if you want to.”
It wasn’t everyday that you get asked to be a sculpture for someone to draw. Standing motionless wasn’t something that Chanso particularly liked. Usually by now he would of gotten a little irritated and started to shake his, perhaps even move around a little, putting all of his weight onto one foot. But it was for the exact reason that this didn’t happen often that Chanso was wanting not to move. If the other wanted to draw him then he had no quarrel with that, quite the opposite actually. They said he got to keep it when they were done, so it wasn’t all that bad. ‘’I have only one request though. Please draw me like a french girl.’’
His finger’s ran across the buttons of the cash register to ring up the customer. He had went home for the week to Seongnam since a large group of the school was on break. He hands the customer the receipt and their card and bid them a good day. He sighs and checks to make sure they have enough menus for more customers. He looks up as he hears the bell attached to the door ring. “Welcome,” he says with a smile on his face, “How many in your party”?
It wasn’t uncommon for Chanso to wander into unknown places/restaurants from time to time. It was more common for him to go alone to these places, no one ever being free at that time. He liked to explore new places. It was exciting, enthralling to him, the sense of adventure that is. The place he had his eyes set on didn’t look too bad, quite nice actually. Walking in he took a look around the establishment, taking in the scenery. Lovely atmosphere. Upon entering he heard someone speak to him, eyes slightly wide he turned towards him. ‘’Oh..’’ He took a quick look around, a few people were behind him, obviously not with him. ‘’Actually it’s just for me. Just one, please.’’ he replied, a small but sincere smile on his face.
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The only people walking around at this hour were drunks and people too exhausted to give Miyeon half a glance. As odd as it sounded, it worked perfectly for her, since who would really believe someone’s drunk rambling about seeing a dog on a ski resort? For the past few nights it worked just fine for her, going in and out of the cold in less than thirty minutes without a word from anyone that passed by. But, just like with the common trend in her life, all good things came to an end, this time as the sound of footsteps came closer in her direction, looking her way. Visibly startled, she stood upright, cradling the dog in her arms as if that alone would be enough to hide the sight entirely. “You’re not going to tell anyone.” In her head, it sounded like a demand, but once the words left her mouth it sounded more like a plea.
Since Chanso had arrived he had noticed that there were rules at the resort. Some of them seemed to be a little too excessive for him, they didn’t hurt anyone so shouldn’t of been a problem. He knew they were there for a reason though. Late at night was when the boy usually went for a walk, to clear his head most of the time. Today was no exception. However he noticed someone who had hadn’t seen the previous nights, maybe he had missed them all the other times? Upon close inspection they seemed to be holding something, something that shouldn’t of been there. Walking closer he heard the stranger speak, sounding rather pleaful. Chanso wasn’t the type of person to rat on someone, well, it depended on the context really. This time he wouldn’t. Shaking his head he looked towards the dog in her hands, ‘’I didn’t think dogs were allowed here?’’ he asked, just trying to clarify something he wasn’t so sure on. ‘’Don’t worry though, I’m not gonna tell anyone. If anything I just wanted to come say hello to the little guy, gal.’’
“worrying? no, of course not. worrying would be if they broke all the bones in their body.” he answers the other’s question, squinting in mid-thought. how funny. “who knows? maybe mommy fed them too many cookies and read them bedtime stories about being invincible,” mingyu comments once more with all the seriousness that he could muster up. he looks quite pleased at the laugh he provides, and shrugs. “you can pretend. if he arrives in a full body cast and people interrogate you, ssh.”
Chanso couldn’t help but picture the image in his head, it wasn’t something he really would like to think about.·‘’I understand the cookie part but the stuff about being invincible… Those stories are the reason that kids grow up thinking they can’t be hurt, quite idiotic.’’ He knew that it was probably just a throw away comment but it was something that the boy couldn’t stand. He was kind of glad he wasn’t one of the kids that grew up listening to those stories. Chanso put a finger to his lips, shushing himself.·‘’Okay, I won’t say anything. I’ll blame it on someone else if something does come up.’’
(✾↬;; Her face fell as he resigned his offer. Shaping the pink flesh of her lips into a pouted frown of disappointment. “So.. You don’t want to go?” Before, the thought of going solo was no problem but it was much more inviting to have the male at her side go down with her. Was it her that made him so quickly retract himself? Or perhaps the steep incline of the slope… “Her eyes wandered over towards the snowy bank, still displaying her grumpy expression. “I’m stronger than I look, you know. MY bones are harder than rock, no way you could crush them, unless you just wanted to steer..” Using the process of elimination to find out the reason behind his actions seemed the best. For she refused to go down without a proper explanation first.
Chanso once again looked down the slope, anxiety building in his body. If anything he didn’t do well with heights. Since he was young he had a problem with going down steep things a great speeds, which was why he was hesitant now. It was probably a fear of heights if anything, even though the slope wasn’t the tallest thing in the world. Biting his lip he shook his head, knowing that it was best to go through with it anyway. ‘’Truthfully, I’m a little scared. Though I know I shouldn’t be.’’ It would be best to go at the front, that way he would be able to tackle it head first and it would work more. ‘’Okay, I’ll go down with you... Only if I’m able to go at the front though.’’ It was the most way he could think of. ‘’If I squeal then don’t laugh... Promise me?’’ he asked, slight quiver in his voice.
(✾↬;; As if there were any real consideration needed, the blonde went through a whole act. Humming out in contemplation while stroking along her chin, head tilted, she felt like the reincarnation of the sculpture The Thinker. Of course, it was all a facade. “Yes.” A grin wiped away her previous expression. Many reasons sprouting in her mind why his proposition was a good idea. “Would you like to sit in the front or back? Front: You steer. Back: You hand on for dear life.” Giggling out so carelessly, it was like she hadn’t a caution in the world for this.
Chanso’s face fell when he realised what he had just suggested. He was too young to be hurt, he had a full life of journalism ahead of him. ‘’Ermmm, I change my mind. I don’t want to do it anymore.’’ Looking around he realised that there wasn’t any real place to run, the only place to go would be down. ‘’How about I just watch? No?’’ he asked, a raised eyebrow in tow. He knew that would be the way to handle this situation. ‘’I fear that if I go at the back that I may hang on a bit too hard and end up hurting you, don’t want you to have that kind of leverage on me.’’ Smiling, he realised how ridiculous his words were. He knew that he wouldn’t hurt her, the only possible solution was to go at the front and that didn’t bode well with the boy.
Dana wasn’t one to ski, or even come to these types of party events for that matter, but a free vacation with all expenses paid? Of course she was going to go. What’s the point of going to a ski resort if she couldn’t ski though? Oh whatever, she was sure she could find something else to do. So there she was, avoiding the crowd by setting herself up in the pool room.
It had only been a few minutes since Dana had pushed herself into the hot tub, when the water shifted and a small splash sound of a foot hitting the water was heard. Dana opened her eyes, looking up at the other, curious as to know who it was.
Spending all day outside in the snow did not bode well with Chanso. Even when he was kitted from the top of his head down he still managed to feel the chill. He had read that there was hot tub located within the resort, maybe it was the perfect answer to his problems. He wasn’t sure what the protocol was for it though, was it fair game? If their was space could anyone just get in it? Deciding not really to check he just went on with it and hoped there wouldn’t be any problems.
When he got there he noticed someone was already in the tub, it wouldn’t be a problem if he entered either, would it? Slowly lowering his body into the water he made a sudden splash, the person in question looking at him when he did so. ‘’I’m sorry. Is it okay for me to be here? You didn’t book it or anything, did you?’’
Rami felt a lot more comfortable being here after finding out that there was some familiar faces. Previously she was still worried that she may end up spending the entire week alone in the resort. “T-There was a pamphlet? Oh, guess I might have missed it,” she murmured. In her mind she was constantly reminding herself to make a trip to the reception after arriving but apparently that reminder has slipped out of her mind, again. “Hopefully we’ll get to enjoy all the activities here but i highly doubt it looking at the amount of people here at this time,” she chuckled softly and shook her head a little, “but yes, this place is indeed really beautiful. Definitely worth coming again in the future, but alone the next time.” She took a glance at the pure white snow outside and smiled a little to herself. How beautiful.
Reaching into his back pocket he retrieved said pamphlet they were talking about, handing it to Rami with little hesitation. ‘’This is the one here. It just gives a brief overview of the whole place, activites, history, the whole lot.’’ Rami was right, there did seem to be a large amount of people here at the resort, many of them being from the university or high school. One of them being Rami herself. ‘’I get what you mean, maybe we’ll just have to get lucky about that. Hope that people don’t go to the places we want to go.’’ Chanso took a quick look around and the place was already filled with people, they were probably on their way through to reception to go do some skiing or something. The boy took the time himself to observe the sight outside. It really was something to be said, absolutely beautiful it was. Turning back to Rami he gave a small smile, thinking about if she already had some places in mind. ‘’Thinking about doing any skiing while you’re here? Or maybe sledding instead?’’
“i doubt that even all the money in the world would be able to salvage his face after the trouble he’s going to go through,” mingyu comments casually with raised eyebrows. his eyes, however, are still focused on the poor kid’s. what was he thinking? that he could suddenly master skiing in one day or something? with lips pressed against each other, he throws a glance back at the boy currently talking to him. “hm, maybe so.. perhaps a broken arm, leg and even a nose if they’re lucky. who knows? i don’t like losing bets, so whatever he doesn’t break i’ll do it for him.” he squints.
Looking at the individual who was skiing, it was quite clear that they were no pro. It would be more difficult to say they were even good at it. ‘’It’s quite worrying, don’t you think?’’ he asked, giving a slight glance at the person beside him. ‘’How someone could be so misguided and think they’re something they’re not?’’ Chanso let out a small laugh at the others comment. Usually he wouldn’t find comments about hurting people funny but for whatever reason it was fine in this context. ‘’If that happens then I didn’t see anything.’’
(✾↬;; “Yes,” The young lady spoke with all the clarity in the world. Her fingers were wrapped around a string that was tethered to an old fashioned looking sled. Standing with the baffled person, she felt no need to be ashamed of her sole reason for being up here, in the first place. “I am going down this slope on this sled. And it will be epic.”
Now this was something Chanso had to see. Chanso had never gone skiing or sledding for that matter before himself so he was interested in the idea of learning, but not right now. Looking down the slope he couldn’t help but be filled with this sudden surge of anxiety. Almost as if he was going down it right now himself. He looked towards Katya and gave a slight frown. ‘’Want me to right for help just in case?’’ Chanso wasn’t so sure if it was 100% safe and he didn’t really want her to be hurt.
“you know, i wonder how much this place costs to rent out. might use it for a birthday bash in the future.” mingyu’s eyes travel across the expense of the area that he can see and he has to admit it’s fairly impressive. just what he’d expect from a ruler who throws a ski trip every year. “but more importantly, i want to bet. how much are you willing to bet that the person over there – yes that one with the awful hair– is going to break an arm while going down the skiing slope? i look forward to watching that disaster.”
Chanso was stood watching the many people that were coming down the ski slope. Some were quite good he had to admit, others... Not so much. There was one in particular that was quite horrendous, probably worse than anything Chanso would do. He overheard the male to the side of him speak and couldn’t help but snark at his remark because well, he was thinking it too. ‘’I bet you all the money in the world that they do.’’ He wasn’t usually the one to joke about other people but in this situation it seemed like almost the perfect thing to do. '’By the way they’re acting, I think it may be more than a broken arm.’’
She blinked and stared at the “unfamiliar” face, or as she assumes, for a moment. It took her a while, with her fixed expression, to remember who he was. “O-Oh! C-Chanso?” she exclaimed as she pointed at him with her eyes widening slightly, “I didn’t expect to see you here too, and i’ve been okay.” She had least expected to meet him here again after their encounter back in school. But at least it was good to see a familiar face around here. “Oh, sure,” she answered and followed along beside him. Surprisingly she felt a little more comfortable around him already, although it was not progressing as fast but at least there was some changes. “Yes indeed, it’s pretty cold up here. I hope I didn’t pack too little,” she replied with a soft chuckle, “say, have you taken a look around this place already? I’ve researched a little about them on the internet and it seems like it’s a pretty amazing resort, according to the users,” and grinned a little.
If there were other people Chanso knew on this trip then it was probably going to be a good time. They were here for about a week as well so they had plenty of time to explore everything this place had to offer. Listening to her talk it was clear that she was slightly more at ease with Chanso than the last time they met in the library. That was a great thing to see and well, hear. It was very cold but Chanso put that down to the snow that covered the area, he had brought enough layers with him to be able to brave the chilliness so he wouldn’t have to worry about that. Chanso hadn’t really had time to look around the resort yet but like Rami, he had done some slight research also. ‘’I’ve done some research myself and there’s obviously the pamphlet at reception, I don’t know if you’ve read that yet. There’s quite a lot of activities that we can do here.’’ There was different sports going on, which was odd since you couldn’t do that many whilst it was full of snow outside. ‘’It looks like a beautiful place though, I’ve got to admit.’’
jahye wondered if her friend was doing it on purpose. did they want to set them up? or simply enjoyed making them suffer? because goddamn it was frustrating. she wasn’t one to talk a lot and she hated having to start conversations yet there she was, having to ask him questions in order to make their dinner less miserable. it was a good thing she could handle him otherwise she would have hit him with a spoon and ran out the door.
when he answer she nodded, “and what do you write about? it doesn’t get boring right? i can presume that not all students are helpful when it comes towards articles and research.” she spoke softly, once she finished talking she took a sip of water. surprised by the question. it wasn’t something she would want to talk about but he was going to start so might as well give him a head start. “it’s worse than high school, much more work, you have more things to read and write about. it’s a different experience though, much more freedom. people. well, they don’t change much. still annoying, but they grow more ambitious so.” she shrugged, not knowing where she was going with.
It could be classed as controversial possibly, what he wrote about that is. ‘’Honestly, people would say weird stuff...’’ He replied, a small laugh being drawn out as he scratched his head. ‘’I kind of like writing about conspiracy things, if that makes sense? I know it might sound crazy, but like I’ve done a piece on aliens, that was a wild one.’’ There was some weird characters at the Weekly Mokwon but Chanso would have to say that he might be the oddest character around. ‘’I want to be a journalist when I’m older, I’m trying to get as much experience as I can. And no, it never gets boring.’’ He finally answered, a grin as bright as the day on his face.
Listening to the other speak was getting him slightly anxious about starting university. He was excited about it but still a little apprehensive about the whole move upwards. It meant that he was one step closer to being what you could call an ‘official’ adult. ‘’So basically, it’s kind of both good and bad right? I guess getting more work and less time to yourself kind of comes with the territory.’’ It was also a matter of what major you were doing as well, which is when he remembered that he hadn’t actually asked here what she was studying. ‘’What are you studying? Do you like it?’’
“So they have pool tables and ping pong tables… A karaoke place, a soccer field…” He trails off as he reads the pamphlet, but he turns his head soon, tired of enumerating the facilities, “Okay I don’t do this thing often so I don’t really know what you’d consider fun… You gotta help me here.” He can’t help his awkward self after all, but this was the point of going on the trip, to finally try and break out of his shell.
The most logical thing to do on a skiing trip was to probably go skiing but Chanso wasn’t so sure what time it closed so that could possibly wait until another day. He had read the pamphlet and there was a lot of interesting things to do. Though whether or not they were fun was quite subjective, it depended on what the individual wanted to do. He was walking through the lobby when someone caught his attention and started talking to him. ‘’I don’t do this type of things very much either, so we can stick together yeah? If you want to that is? Have you had a look around yet? Maybe you need to do that first.’’
