it is human nature for hyungwon to check up on his friends every now and then. he didn’t want to seem overbearing; it just came natural for him to make sure they were truly fine. he knew better not to hide his true feelings so he decided he would be the medium for his friends to comfortably tell him anything that goes on in their heads. that is of course, making sure they aren’t burdened to the idea that they will be sharing it with hyungwon. despite his cold, blank face that almost everyone knows, hyungwon could be the softest person ever to share your secrets to.
which is why it is amusing to see serena and hyungwon walking around the campus together; a pair with looks that can send shivers down to your spine when you mistakenly looked at their eyes, except that the male would find it funny if you run away but serena would most likely tell hyungwon how weird that moment was. it makes sense from an outsider for them to be best friends, but if they only knew they were an unlikely pair - sun and moon as how hyungwon concluded before.
it was hyungwon’s personal mission for today to be serena’s comfort for the night. he knew better that among his friends, serena is the one of them that would rather not speak up if something bothers her. and he was fine with it, if only serena doesn’t look like dying inside trying to convince hyungwon (or perhaps herself) that nothing troubles her lately. the signs were always subtle, but the model catches them: the way serena immediately retracts her gaze when it meets wonnie’s, and the way she immediately diverts the conversation when he has the chance to give her the lead to start talking whatever it is in her head. hyungwon pouts, followed by a fake ‘ouch!’ and starts to grab the pillow to confiscate it. “hey,” he leads. “this gross person you’re treating like a stick, it has feelings,” he huffs and turns away, but he couldn’t help to break into a half smile. his gentle gaze returns to serena, but instead of looking at her for a whole minute, he starts making face at her, sticking his tongue out.
“i’ll order fried chicken,” hyungwon declares as he slightly turns his body to reach for his phone. “half and half?” he questions, as he places a bottle liter of cola as an add-on. he looks at his friend once more, not missing a beat this time. “serena,” his voice low and the tinge of concern laced onto her name. “you know I’m always here for you, right? like quite literally, no matter what?” hyungwon softly taps her leg, avoiding her gaze as a defense (since he can feel her trying to brush it off again). “and I’m not returning this pillow until I get an okay answer.”
she thought she was doing a good job in keeping her emotions in tact, keeping them sealed underneath a veil of indifference -- but she knew better than to try with hyungwon. despite the meager time that they’ve spent together ( in the large scheme of things, at least ) he was probably one of the only few who knew her so well, all of her small ticks and actions, and would also be the first person who would point it out as well with a dazzling smile. despite that she still tries her best, resting an elbow upon the back of the couch, leaning her head on an open palm. serena tries not only because of the shock of her second life, but also because she doesn’t want to burden the boy with the stress that comes with being blackmailed -- he was way too kind for his own good and might make her problem his as well, and the last thing she would want was for him to carry that upon his shoulders when he had nothing to do with it. she has enough sense to know that he doesn’t deserve that.
so she’s content with the small distractions, with the way hyungwon jokes with her and it’s enough for the girl to crack a smile, something soft and reserved for him alone. “hold up, you have feelings? what the hell, why didn’t you tell me? i would have ignored them earlier had i known,” she jokes, a corner of her lips quirking upwards, “and i’m not treating you like one, you are a stick. you literally have like, no ass. the fuck am i supposed to do with that, huh?” and serena is quick on the upkeep, her expression mirroring his as she sticks her tongue out at him afterwards, adding blowing sounds that are similar to child’s behavior.
switching her position, she instead rests her head upon the back of the chair while he orders, an attempt to make her body relax amongst the stiffness caused by anxiety. it works somewhat, giving the other an okay sign with her hand as he questions their food choice, and she thinks that she’s gotten away with the lingering subject at hand. thought being the key word, because as soon as she hears the bass within hyungwon’s voice as he calls her name, her body becomes rigid once more and the only word she can think of is fuck. despite the sweet tone and the meaning behind he words, they don’t bring a sense of calm -- instead serena feels her pulse start to quicken. always here for you, he says, but she really can’t be sure with what she’s going through right now. “no matter what?” she repeats, sounding somewhat like a question, like she’s questioning him; eyes boring holes rather blankly into the ceiling above. still, serena tries. “define an okay answer. you don’t even have a degree yet and you’re already trying to grade my shit. i didn’t even get to study, come on,” there’s the attempt to be amusing again, though her voice seems to have lost it’s usual power, “and what’s that supposed to mean, huh? what are you trying to say?”
“surprised to see you here, timmy,” serena says, almost as if she’s announcing her presence as she leisurely makes her way towards taeho. the simper that spreads across cherry glossed lips reads amusement with a hint of something vulturous, but at this point she feels as if that’s a natural part of their dynamic -- if you could even call it that. still, she finds it down right entertaining to find kwon taeho out of all people donned in a sad excuse for a toga hovering near the bar at a toga party. he came off as the type that was above anything that consists of a good time ( definition pending ), and serena tells herself that’s one of the main reasons that she found herself beside him now; turning so her body is facing the main gathering before them, elbows resting upon the counter top behind her. it’s that, and boredom -- the only reasons why she’s there, uh huh. it has nothing to do with the annoying gravitation she’s felt towards him since that night in the lake, something that still burns slightly ( despite the humiliating interruption ) which has caused her to act out in ways that would all be worth it if she got to see taeho sweat just a little. sometimes it was a hit, sometimes a miss.
she likes to think that she wouldn’t miss anything tonight with the last minute costume she picked up that barely passes for a toga. it most likely doesn’t, but it’s obvious that she was let in anyways because she fills it out rather nicely.
“you borrow your mom’s bath towel for your outfit today, hm?” and it isn’t long before the provoking starts, cup filled with whatever toxic concoction the cinth’s made is used to cover up the way her mouth twists with her stupid joke, brim concealing her amusement easily while she takes a sip. her need to throw jabs at him is probably the only stronger feeling than the itch she has for him at the moment, one that was much too powerful to ever stifle. that, and it’s not like she could ever tell taeho to his face that he looked much better than decent, toga or not. so the one-two punches keep coming, “no but for real, i didn’t know that you even knew how to enjoy yourself and not take shit seriously. i’m actually happy for you, y’know. what’s next, you’re gonna tell me that you actually have friends that you came here with?” and she raises upwards as much as she can within her heels, making a show of the way she gazes around the perimeter in search of these so called friends she made up,hand resting outwards above her eyebrows to help her. there is a point in time where she does meet the gaze of another guy not too far from where they stood, but serena doesn’t catch the way he gives her body a once over, too busy trying to sell her antics. “no? well, baby steps i guess. someone will come along that’ll be desperate enough to deal with your shit, i’m sure.”
who is your favorite person and if it's not me, how dare you? uwu
“my favorite person is myself, obviously. don’t get it twisted.” she says with a grin, crossing her arms beneath her chest while gaze travels away, “but you’re okay, i guess. i still don’t understand how anyone could be scared of your pretty ass when you have the shape of a twig, and especially because you’re really fucking sweet? too damn sweet, it makes me wonder what the hell you see in me as a friend sometimes. but ... i also don’t think i’ve ever been so comfortable around someone as i am with you. uh ... fuck,” she continues, starting to get overwhelmingly uncomfortable with laying her feelings so bare, “you mean a lot to me, won. so i guess you’re my favorite. now the fuck out of here for i end up punching something to feel like myself again.”
what is a habit that you have at home that no one else knows about?
“for starters ... i like being naked. i try to wear the least amount of clothes possible in my home, we were born naked after all. it’s why i try not to get drunk enough where someone tries to take me home -- last time that happened i started stripping soon as the door closed and they didn’t know what to do.” she mentions, lips stretching to hold her amusement back, “that was ... a fun time. other than that, i talk to myself. especially when i’m stressed. it actually helps me sort through my emotions and situations when i speak out loud.”
why are you so sexy? kidding, how are you so sure and confident of yourself? is there anything about yourself you'd like to change?
“i mean ... when older guys are basically giving you money and gifts just because you’re young, hot and pretty, it’s kind of a confidence boost. there’s that, and the fact that i know that i can defend myself if it comes down to it. i’ve been doing boxing for years -- started out as just a self defense class, but i enjoyed myself too much and have been doing classes on and off, so. both of those together make a pretty badass concoction.” she says with a nod before pondering over the last question, head tilting slightly, “so, i’ve always had a gummy smile growing up, and i absolutely hated it. when i got my first “allowance” from sugaring one of the first things i did was go get my gums shaved, and now ... i still kind of struggle with my smile. i feel like it makes my teeth look too big now, so aside from pictures i don’t smile that hard a lot. i’d also want bigger boobs. which i could go get -- and maybe i will eventually, just like a cupsize or two larger. i hate when girls get their boobs done and they look crazy top heavy.”
“ save yourself the trouble in dealing with men upfront and just start an onlyfans. i wouldn’t say it’s easier, but less daunting work since they’re paying you for the content you provide instead of doing all this shit for them. i’d do it if my tattoos weren’t so detailed. ”
she’s always liked going outside and getting some fresh air away from campus. when she’s at university it sometimes seems stuffy even if she’s outside, probably because she’s still at school and no matter where she is there’s always that certain vibe of an educational institution where she’s meant to learn and grow and become a productive member of society when it’s all said and done. and they’re not too far from campus now, but they’re far away enough that she has a good degree of separation.
she had been immediately excited when she had planned this hike with serena, partly because she loves things like this, and partly because who wouldn’t want to hang out for a few hours with the prettiest girl in school? serena herself has an ambiance of coolness that hyunjoo knew she herself didn’t have, and she would have never expected to be hiking with someone like her, but here they are! like real friends!
so excuse her if she’s just a little bit excited — this is all still new to her.
serena walks at a fast pace, and hyunjoo is suddenly grateful that she decided to start doing early morning runs a few months ago. it had been purely as a way to wake up in the morning and stay healthy and energized throughout the day, but without it she never would have been able to keep up with the other girl.
“so anyways,” she continues her conversation happily as she walks along. “next time if you want any ramen, you should just come to my room! i’m only a few doors down and i have so much.” she’s so preoccupied that she doesn’t even notice the rock in front of her, tripping over it with high pitched but somewhat muted shout and tumbling to the ground.
“i’m fine!” she says immediately like some kind of reflex, embarrassed about the way she had just fallen in front of the other girl. but she realizes not even a second after that she is definitely not fine, because there’s a dull throbbing pain in her ankle, and it gets worse and worse as tears start to come to her eyes. “actually it hurts a little.”
cute people has, and most like always will be, her kryptonite. so naturally, cho hyunjoo could probably leave her incapacitated in record time if she really and truly wanted to, which would be a feat only a select few could achieve.
and she’s so blissfully unaware of the power she holds too -- how easily serena is lowkey whipped ( for lack of a better word ) into doing what she pleases, in a way. it was just a blessing that both of their interests overlapped this time around as a hike was chosen for their current activity -- or more like she told the younger that she was eventually heading out for a hike, a normal routine for her to clear mind of the week’s fuckery and bring her back to a balanced state of mind; so when the other wanted to tag along, who was she to say no whenever her words were filled with such earnesty, a genuine want to be around serena that it almost has her kind of embarrassed if she thinks into it too much.
so this is how they end up side by side, dark ponytail bouncing within it’s constraints due to the slightly brisk pace they’re currently walking at -- the girl wasn’t just satisfied with a leisurely stroll to stop and smell the flowers. even though her speed is slackened compared to before, something that is purposely done so that hyunjoo would be able to comfortably keep up with her, she feels like it’s still probably too quick for the other even though she isn’t complaining about it ( but then again, she isn’t sure if she would do that regardless ). instead her focus is on the conversation, the corners of her lips upturned slightly about how eager she is about something so mundane like ramen -- though it is good to know incase the cravings for it come along once in a while. lips part to ask why she has an abundance, but hyunjoo abruptly starts to tumble to the ground before she can even get her words out, hands reaching out to help out automatically but it’s hard to catch the girl in time, cursing as she’s already upon the ground and an air of heaviness slowly seeping within.
“a little?” serena questions the other, breathing an air of amusement through her nose at how she could lie so quickly when she clearly needed help. bending down so that she was level with the other on the ground, lithe hands hover over the ankle in question -- not wanting to hurt her any further but also wanting to know the severity of her pain, “how bad does it hurt? do you think you can walk on it?” looking around, they’re quite a distance from the entrance where they would most likely be able to get first aid, but she ends up offering her shoulder in support. “come on -- i’d carry you back if i could, but i don’t think i can. try leaning on me and see if you can stand up. if you can make it there like that i promise you i’ll buy you whatever kind of sweets you want since i shouldn’t of been going so fast.”
in all honesty, he’s kind of embarrassed for himself that he’s so proudly pleased with her reaction to his elementary, verbal gimmick. it was an ever so slight and momentary freeze up, hardly noticeable to someone not paying extraordinarily close attention — but good thing he was. he saw it in her eyes, the flash of ‘oh shit’ that’s impossible to hide, even for the toughest of cookies. to be fair, he’s sure the same look has made multiple guest appearances on his own face tonight, so he reminds himself to stay humble (at least by his standards). regardless, with how much of a grueling stalemate this whole encounter was, he’ll count the small victories too.
however, the celebrations don’t last long. the tides turn again, leaving him back on the defensive. he’s equal parts wary and anticipatory as she slowly comes closer… and ever yet closer. way too close for comfort, but luckily comfort was never his goal nor his desire. a fire alarm goes off in his head now, fitting for the spike in temperature. it could’ve been a ‘fight or flight’ signal, but frankly ‘flight’ is not an option on the table at the moment — not when this was what he’s both secretly wanted and feared starting who knows when. the drunken fog in his head clears up at once, and his senses sharpen, pupils dilating and locking on hers, ears fine tuning in to the alluring whispers of her voice. and when she reaches out to touch him, it sends shocks throughout his tense body, forcing his breath to hitch sharply. ironically enough, it’s the first time they’ve actually made contact, and his skin sears in response. in case she hasn’t noticed, he’s finally shut up now, but that’s because he thinks his heart must be beating in his goddamn throat. he’s forced to gather his breath and therefore save his words, his eyes following her hand trail tortuously down his body. somewhere down the line, the physical shift is accompanied by a mental one, and the seemingly impossible occurs — he finally agrees with her. he really did need to shut her up.
as if on cue, he thaws back into action and clamps a hand over her roaming one to pin it to a stop. not that he minds where it’s going… at this point, it can go anywhere it wants for all he knows. but he just thinks this game would be more better off starting on fairer grounds. “careful what you wish for,” he hums lowly, lips curling into a cruel grin as he finally makes up his mind. he can’t believe he’s saying this, but for once he’s done with all the verbal dancing around. in fact, he’s quite literally a second away from giving a decisive tug, forcing her to crash into him – when she instead suddenly jumps away from him, a whiplash of water hitting him as she does. initially he has a hard time processing what could be so fucking urgent, even as she explains it to him, responding only with an incredulous “what?!” all he knows is that he can’t remember the last time he’s felt so robbed, wronged, or regretfully stubborn. at least he can now add ‘cockblocked’ to the list of vengeances he holds against the professors of this goddamn university. anyhow, it’s a good thing someone has her brain turned on, and he lets her drag him away in retreat. only halfway along does he truly piece together the terrible spot they are in. “jesus fucking christ,” he growls as he rushes onshore, fully committing himself to the task of relocating whatever articles of clothing he can. truly, nothing else could be more sobering. nothing.
if there’s one thing that she can agree with him with ( right now ), it’s that this moment is absolutely sobering -- easily showing how far gone the both of them were that something as simple as this was so unforeseen. in her deficient defense, it was significantly hard to think about things outside their radius whenever taeho’s gaze meets her own and there’s a flicker of something different within them -- a loosening from the traditional steely look that he gives, a little more open and a lot of something that she can’t exactly name but is all too familiar to her, causes a sweltry and carnal feeling to swirl within. at the very least, she should have been given a pass if her natural discernment was found out on vacation at the time.
but oh, how it quickly returns upon the sense of danger that stretched out before them -- and if serena wasn’t so focused on getting the absolute fuck out of dodge, she would of found it funny how delayed her counterpart’s reaction seems to be; maybe even satisfied at the daze that he’s cemented in for those couple of slow seconds. instead, she finds herself more concerned at the attention they may be grabbing at the moment -- splashes of escape slicing through the serenity of the lakeside, hurried limbs sliding on whatever piece of abandoned clothing they could find at the moment. it’s harder for clothes to slide on with ease when your body is slicked down with salt water, but serena finds herself forgoing her intimates to save time, especially whenever she spots a hot white light starting to illuminate their shadows. “god damn it -- go, go!” the girl is practically yell whispering while a palm pushes against his back rather roughly before she remembers -- why the fuck is she trying to even help him in the first place, like they were some sort of partners in crime? absolutely not. once her feet are halfway into her shoes and underwear balled within a fist, serena pivots around the boy to make a run for it -- but not before leaving him with something to remember her by.
“and maybe if you act like a good boy, there could be more where that came from,” and she leaves it at that, more entertained by the thrill of being caught now that terrified of it, and it’s that which allows her to kick one of taeho’s shoes out towards the open, watching it slide away from him while she covers her mouth to stifle her laughter, lightly bouncing away into the shadows.
what is your most used social media app? :
— instagram, followed by twitter
how often do they use social media? :
— again, most likely the average amount.
what are your social media usernames, and what is the meaning behind them? :
— renatheestallion on instagram, based off of megan the stallion, her queen. she’s also learned that a stallion is slang for a tall, fine woman ... so it fits, honestly.
— teenagewitch on twitter, like sabrina the teenage witch.
what are your last 3 posted tweets? :
— apparently there’s some kpop dude on campus or some shit and it’s just like please get the fuck out of the front of the library and let me study about dna replication in peace
— can you skip volleyball practice if you’re the captain or nah
— i like wearing this skirt because it makes ya girl look a little thicker than usual ... love that deception
do they have a pinned tweet? if so, what is it? :
— no pinned tweet at the moment, nah.
is their twitter public or private? :
— public. she has no shame in what she says so she doesn’t feel a need to go private.
what is their last instagram post? :
— a picture of her posing with a camera outside, taken when she was tipsy.
what does their instagram explore tab consist of? :
— animals, funny videos, hot people, and art are the main things that usually pops up
what is their instagram aesthetic? :
— none, currently. again, she can’t be fucked to curate it down to the details like that. her feed is made up of whatever she currently feels like posting at the moment, a mishmash of many things.
last snapchat sent? :
— she honestly hasn’t used snapchat since like ... 2013, probably.
how many friends do you have on facebook? :
— somewhere around 300-ish. she became somewhat selective of who she added to facebook around the last couple of years using it, but it’s practically been abandoned since she moved to korea.
which vines or tiktoks do you relate to? :
— i’ll come back to this one LMAO
do you use any dating apps? if so, which ones and how often? :
— is tinder still considered a dating app, honestly? she uses for amusement whenever she’s bored, or to find some one night stands. she probably uses it once or twice a month at the most, as it’s not hard to find a guy with the same intentions in real life too.
what kind of cell phone do you have? :
— iphone 11 pro in gold, with a black and gold marble case
how often do you use your cell phone? :
— an average amount as most her age do
what is your phone’s lock screen photo? :
— above ( left ), one of her most liked photos on her instagram from last year
what is your phone’s home screen photo? :
— above ( right ), she likes to be ~ aesthetic ~ kind of.
how many contacts do you have in your phone? :
— she doesn’t keep count but she’s sure it’s a lot — she doesn’t delete contacts, unless you’ve done her wrong, and that’s mainly because someone could possibly be of use one day.
do you customize contact names or enter as given names? :
— mostly customized with different ‘codenames’ that she gives people. if you’re special, she’ll use your actual name and an emoji since it’s easier for her to look up.
what is their default ringtone? :
— she would have it to something fun like ‘there some hoes in the house’ beat from wap — cardi b feat. megan thee stallion, but she’s afraid of having it go off while she’s on a date with her sugar daddies. because of that, it’s currently the mighty morphin power rangers theme song. y’know, something more family friendly.
do you have personalized ringtones for your contacts or does everyone use the default ringtone? :
— default ringtone, she can’t be fucked to give people personal ones.
how many alarms do you have set and why? :
— she has 4 alarms total; one set up 10 minutes before she needs to get up for her monday & wednesday classes, then another set for the time she has to get up. it’s the same for her tuesday & thursday classes as well — she doesn’t have class on fridays. she doesn’t have a hard time getting up in the mornings, but she likes to take those 10 minutes to prepare herself for the day.
what are your top 3 most used apps? :
— imessage, seekingarrangement, calendar app
what are your favorite apps? :
— burner app ; also one of her most used -- do you think she’s going to give these old ass men her actual phone number? absolutely not. on top of that, she loves the fact that she can just delete a phone number and get a new one at the blink of an eye in case something goes wrong. best money she’s ever spent on an app
— helix waltz ; a guilty pleasure that she’ll probably never tell most, but it’s a dress up game that she loves to play during her downtime. she ... may have spent an unhealthy amount of money on power ups and outfits as well.
— cash app ; nothing beats an notification that states that money has been sent to your cash app tbh, the best way to get her excited.
what are your last 3 google searches or the last 3 things you’ve asked your built in ai? :
— what does 개이득 mean
— veterinary grad school application fee
— how bad do pleaser shoes hurt
do you delete your internet search history or use incognito mode? if so, how often, and why? :
— no, because she doesn’t feel the need to. no one else is using her phone besides her, so she isn’t afraid of what comes up on her searches.
do you download music or use a streaming app? if so, which one and why? :
— streaming app, she uses spotify because the curated playlists are too good to pass up. if you see ads for lingerie on her phone, then maybe you’re too damn close in the first place.
what are the last 3 songs you’ve listen to on your phone? :
— ungodly hour — chloe & halle
— all night — bree runway
— react — the pussycat dolls
what does your photo album consist of? :
— an amalgam of so many things ; selfies that she’s made hyungwon take of her, class notes / slides that she couldn’t write down fast enough, pictures of stray cats and dogs she happens to see ( and videos of her trying to lure them back with her ), funny screenshots of messages from seeking arrangement / instagram dms / tinder, drunken videos, thirst traps and nsfw pictures ( use your imagination 👀 ), and pictures of nature & the sky.
what is your texting style? do you reply quickly or are you a slow texter? do you send several messages at a time or paragraphs? :
— an average texting time, though she will reply quicker if you’re a close friend. she actually hates people that send 50 texts at a time, as it makes her worried that something’s wrong -- so she tries to send as less texts as possible. definitely a paragraph girl.
what are the last 3 texts you’ve sent? :
— hyungwon ; “ don’t @ me but what do i have to do to get you to watch the sonic movie with me? ”
— sugar daddy #2 ; “ are you at a meeting? i have a little something i want to show you 👀👅 ”
— hyunjoo ; “ do you feel better now? “
who do you text the most? :
— sugar daddy #2 & hyungwon. sugar daddy #2 is the clingy type and wants constant communication. she honestly can’t stand it but she plays up the manic pixie dream girl role he expects of her and he pays very handsomely, so it’s all worth it.
what are your top 6 used emojis? :
— 🤔🥴💩😒👅💕
— the last one is for her sugar daddies, naturally.
how often do you call others? :
— hardly. she doesn’t see the need since text is faster, and she genuinely does not like speaking on the phone. she’ll only call if you’re a sugar daddy that requires it, if it’s an emergency, or if you’re running late to something with her. or if she’s drunk. drunk serena adores phone calls since texting is hard.
who where the last 3 calls made to and why? :
— sugar daddy #2 ; again, the clingy type who wanted to speak to her after class.
— a professor ; she wanted to speak about her letters of recommendation for grad school
— grandmother ; she missed her call so naturally she returned it back, they talked about how things were going for her and how they miss each other
who do you call the most? :
— her sugar daddies. a lot of them still prefer phone calls over texts, which she assumes is a generational thing.
do you have someone blocked? if so, who and why? :
— she only has one number blocked, and it was guy who kind of turned into a stalker. she ended up getting one of her ripped guy friends from the gym on him and threatened him with a knife to get him to back off, but she’s still slightly afraid that he’s still out there somewhere.
are you apart of any group chats? with who? :
— volleyball group chat & student government group chat. she usually takes a back seat within group chats to begin with.
do you use the notes app? :
— yes, but she mainly uses it as a to do list or somewhere to keep passwords and other important things she might forget.
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hello hi heyo -- just a quick note that i’ve changed serena’s fc from kim seolhyun to park sooyoung / joy! the change has been a long time coming imo, i haven’t been feeling great about continuing to use seolhyun since the mina & aoa situation came up, but it was hard for me to find someone who was young and matched what was looking for with her fc ( as my defaults are probably around 26+ and i already have an older ( oldish? ) character here ). after the last update ... yeah, i definitely couldn’t keep using her in good conscience. even though i was originally going for a different fc, i hopped onto to joy once i saw she was available because she’s damn near perfect for serena, and has a lot of more matching visuals too, so yay for that! everything is still the same about her as well! and ... yup, that’s all i got! tyfyt 💕💕💕
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