Why are you following me?/Why are you so attached to me? Is it because I am hot and rich?
“ okay, firstly.” she’s absolutely certain at this point that her past life really must have had bad taste in men if this is what she’s dealing with. sorin can only hope that the man kang woojin was differed greatly from the man he is now. right now, all she can feel is a twist in her heart, and pain. “ i’m not following you. i think i told you this before.” sorin lets out a sigh, a frown evident on her features when she locks her gaze with his. “ i don’t know why you think everything is about your money, or your looks. sometimes things really are just a coincidence.”
and sometimes they’re fate, but she won’t speak that much. “ i don’t know why you’re so full of yourself, but you don’t have to worry. not everyone wants you for your money or your good looks. sometimes, i just think it’d be nice to talk to you without your paranoia present, but i don’t know if i’m ever going to get that.”
“ i actually think i mentioned before - there’s not a lot that scares me.” she tilts her head as she thinks, though nothing really comes to mind - sorin’s certain she fears something, because everyone does. but what it is at the moment, she can’t really put her finger on. “ and if there was, i wouldn’t be afraid to say it. there’s nothing wrong with fear.” there’s a slight pause before she continues on to say, “ but there’s still a lot i wouldn’t tell anyone at all. i wouldn’t call them fears, though.”
Do you believe in soulmates and stuff like that? Does everyone just has one?
it’s almost uncanny that he’s the one asking her this question. soulmates? of all people, why would he have to ask her? at this point, sorin is certain that he remembers nothing but in moments like these, it seems too odd. even he seems strange, like there’s a sense of nostalgia hanging just behind him but she’s convinced herself that it’s just her imagination. “ is this your way of trying to hit on me?” she hums quietly, toying with the ends of her hair. “ you know i hate it when you call me sweetheart, so why are you asking me an obvious question like this?”
she pauses. “ but i guess if you really must know, i do. believe in them, i mean - just like i believe in fate, and a string that ties people together even over years of time.” this is such an awkward conversation to be having with him, especially when he doesn’t know anything at all. “ though it’s true that people can have more than one, too.”
“ wouldn’t it be the right thing to do to hear them out first? or if they want to hide their feelings, that’s okay too. it’s a delicate situation, and it would be cruel to push them to confess if they don’t want to - even if it’s something that i’ve noticed.” she pauses. “ on the other hand, if they did want to say something .. i suppose we’ll have to see where that road leads us. it’s not like i’d be against the idea of dating one of my best friends, but there still has to be a spark. if there wasn’t, i’d at least let them down gently and then .. give them the space they need to heal. that’s the right thing for anyone to do.”
“ maybe it’s just me, but i don’t scare easily. there’s really nothing here to be afraid of - there’s plenty to worry about, of course. but fear?” she shakes her head. “ fear is a heavier word than i would use for most things.”
“ you don’t?” she raises a brow. “ there wouldn’t be a word for it if it didn’t exist somewhere, somehow in creation. and .. i can’t help but feel like fate is playing a nasty trick on me lately, anyway.”
“ do you really have to choose between the three? i think there are some aspects where one is necessary over the other two, or sometimes it’s better that they work in tandem .. i think sometimes it’s okay not to have to make a choice.”
what's a conspiracy theory you know of that you hope is real ?
“ that everyone who died tragically are somehow living in cuba? can you imagine if elvis or amelia earhart were actually still alive?” she pauses. “ it’d be nice if i could see the mothman, too.”
“ mm .. i don’t mind if people are skeptical, but sometimes i wonder what’s the point in joining a club just to cause trouble with people who haven’t bothered you at all? if you don’t believe in something, then isn’t this boring for you? part of me wants to say look around you, are you really that blind but - they’ll just say it’s my imagination. the other part of me just wants them out, but .. we should try to be accepting of all kinds, don’t you agree?”
it was rare for someone to stay behind, when the actual thing most followers were after, was his unlimited access to money. but then again, he had met bold girls who would go all in, as soon as they were left alone with him. apparently the female in front of him seemed to be neither of these two options, which made him rise a brow and frown at her. "is that so? you are invited to, though.” he replies, as he gestures towards the restaurants around the area.
when his gaze falls back to her, her sharp observation makes him frown even more. there was no point in lying to her and hide himself behind his usual mask, when she had seen through it already. “it’s more like they are not my friends for me to remember. as you can see, they are just after my money.” he shrugs his shoulders, realizing in that very moment, how he was still holding her in his arm. “ah, my bad. i didn’t intended to keep you away from your school duties, sweetie.” woojin holds his hand in front of him, offering her a reconciling handshake. “i apologize for dragging you away. are we good?”
he gives her a charismatic smile, as he looks at her in expectance of her to take his hand. while mustering her pretty features, he was wondering about the familiar feeling that she caused in him. did they meet before? sure, he had seen her around campus before, but it was not like they were in the same social circles, so his initial interest had subsided soon. “how about joining me for lunch for real? it’s my apology for bringing you along, when you might be busy.”
◆ ‧ ━━━━━ sorin can see the confusion in his eyes and she has to wonder just what kind of people this man decides to surround himself with. is it really so unusual for people to spend time with him without wanting anything? then again, seeing the way he treated them made it hard for her to believe that the relationship was anything less than a parasite feeding on its prey, a man feeding the hungry dogs. it's nothing like friendship. ( is this the kind of man that she loved once? ) " i'd rather not. it makes me uncomfortable." sorin finally says tightly, eyes narrowed. " i'm not really in the mood to deal with a pack of drooling hyenas."
again she can see that her shrewd observation is surprising to him, and she truly wonders why. does he surround himself with that many stupid people? shouldn't one try to stimulate their growth? ( is this the kind of man that she loved once? ) " hence why i called them hyenas. you're just as bad for feeding their greed, though." it's frustrating to watch people like this. maybe it's because she grew up on the lower end of things and he's clearly a chaebol or something, but something is digging under her skin and this situation just feels so .. wrong. " isn't it lonely?" sorin asks, eyes wide, eyes haunting. maybe he recognizes that she's not one to be touched. maybe he remembers it's a good idea to put his distance between them.
he doesn't remember her at all, but it isn't the first time that people step away from her as if they've been touching ice.
" please don't call me sweetie. we're not married." not this time, anyway. " i never said we were bad, either. it wasn't like i stopped you from taking me with you, either." after all, she too is curious. everything that is kang woojin tells her that he's the exact opposite of her type yet somehow, she loved him once. maybe he was different then. ( she hasn't seen enough to know. ) her eyes glance at his hand, to which instead she pats his cheek. " there's nothing to say sorry for, is there?"
it's the look in his eyes though, that shakes her rather than his invitation. there's some recognition swirling there, and she has to wonder if it's just a sense of deja vu or if he actually - .. remembers. " i don't want to go anywhere expensive. that's not my style." she chirps at him, eyes curving into crescents to stave off the feeling of dread. she hopes he doesn't remember. it should be only her that remembers this heartache.
" i know a cafe around here. want to go?" she pauses. " it's haunted though, so i hope you're not scared of ghosts."
“sunbae, aren’t you hungry?” one of the faceless minions asked and looked up to the taller man. he mustered him from jetblack eyes for a moment. it was obvious what the other was after and trying to hide under the subtle pretext of worry for his beloved sunbae. laughable. smiling, he gave the younger male a nod, immediately making his other followers flock to him like flies around a dead body. “shall we eat together, sunbae?” - “i want to eat with oppa!” annoying voices blended with each other, immediately giving him a headache. lowborns tended to be unneccessarily loud.
with a hum he made a gesture to follow him off campus, while he pulled randomly a girl towards him, wrapping an arm around her shoulder. social, that’s how he was supposed to appear as someone who would be on top of them all some day. when they reached a crossing that held a lot of restaurants, woojin took out one of his cards and handed it to one of his hoobaes, still wearing the friendly smile on his lips. “go, get yourself something delicious, it’s my treat.”
and that’s how to get rid of irritating minions. at least that’s how it usually worked, until he noticed the girl who had remained at his side despite following the temptation of free food in form of a credit car. “are you not hungry?”
◆ ‧ ━━━━━ the sound of people chattering away doesn't really faze her. it's hard to pay attention when her focus is on the book in her hands; her body runs on autopilot as she walks through the quad aimlessly. it's lunch hour after all, so there's no real place for sorin to be even if she does have things to plan, things to study, things to work towards.
that's why she's totally unsuspecting when she sifts her way through a crowd, only to have her attention pulled from her book when an arm is wrapped around her shoulders. she looks up in surprise, eyes blinking as they fall directly on kang woojin. her heart aches.
but she doesn't say anything at all. instead, she keeps her gaze locked on him; it seems he hasn't quite realized who it was that he's grabbed by the shoulders to walk in line with. his gaggle of followers only chitter behind them, and sorin isn't sure whether or not she should clear her throat, speak up, or just let things happen as they are. she figures it doesn't really matter anyway, so she lets him guide her where he will.
at least, for now.
by the time he holds up a credit card, sorin knows what this is. her lips turn down by way of a frown, wondering why he isn't disgusted by the way people clamor for his card only to run off to the most expensive restaurant they can find in the area before classes start up again. then again, it shouldn't be her business. in reality, sorin shouldn't care at all about kang woojin in this life.
the pain in her heart makes her stay at his side, though. when she looks at him, he has longer hair, a sword in his hand, a general's robes. he doesn't look like kang woojin at all. " i'm not in the habit of eating expensive food just because someone else is paying for it. i wasn't really invited, anyway." sorin shakes away the vision, and instead it's just kang woojin staring at her. " .. you really don't know the faces of your friends, do you? i'm not one of them so i think, in no uncertain terms, that you just kidnapped me from school."
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₊ ˚ 𝖒𝖔𝖔𝖓 𝖘𝖔𝖗𝖎𝖓 ━ check under the cut for muse info, and please like this post to plot!
━ 𝖡𝖠𝖢𝖪𝖦𝖱𝖮𝖴𝖭𝖣
an only child with a fairly normal family background ... not much to say there
grew up being raised by her mother alone after her father passed away when she was young. it’s a bit of a sore spot, but truthfully he died early on in her life so she doesn’t remember him much
when she was still young, she started having the dream. she woke up crying so often that her mother soon became concerned, especially since the dream often reoccurred and was so vivid that sorin kept saying strange things
her mother actually believed she would become a shaman as she grew older
one thing led to another and after consulting with buddhist priests and shamans, it was realized that sorin was seeing her past life through dreams. she didn’t often talk to spirits or see them, but due to her heightened awareness, it was presumed that when she died in her past life, it must have been due to a trauma so great she looked back when crossing into nirvana which led to her remembering her past life in this one
because of her situation, sorin became highly interested in buddhism, the occult, parapsychology, korean history, and also the supernatural
when she was younger and didn’t know better, she would often talk about her dreams to others but after being outcasted, she started keeping it to herself lest others find her strange. there’s probably only a few people who know she has the dream now, if any at all
because she became used to losing things, people, etc. sorin became a passive person that lets things go with the mindset that they’d return to her when it was time. it was hard to fight for them herself
━ 𝖲𝖳𝖴𝖣𝖨𝖤𝖲
currently a korean history major with a minor in philosophy
originally declared a psychology major with the same minor, but switched to korean history after a year into her course load
plans to be a librarian after getting her master’s degree in korean history and courses taken in library studies. she’ll probably take these courses online while pursuing her master’s degree
the president of the paranormal club; though she’s interested in paranormal investigations about ghosts and other extrasensory interactions much of her focus is on learning about her own situation. she doesn’t speak of this to the other members, though
a dutiful member of the colour guard
━ 𝖳𝖨𝖣𝖡𝖨𝖳𝖲
really likes watching dramas. she loves historical dramas, and action / crime dramas most of all
lives alone because it was a struggle having roommates her first few years of university. she didn’t know how to explain away her constant state of dreams
at some point started sleeping naked so that others wouldn’t bother her while she slept and now it’s probably become a habit. ... this has probably led to some interesting encounters
given the nickname ‘ sol’ by high school friends, but most people don’t really use it anymore unless they know her from those times
she likes to read a lot - even for pleasure, so most often during free time she’s found in the library or at the bookstore. otherwise, she likes to stay at home and binge watch dramas
people may or may not actually think she’s a shaman considering the mysterious air and enigma that surrounds her
