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Sulli ☁ 18 ☁ # 015340 ☁ Record Keeper “Your enemy is not the one who faces you with a knife in hand, but the one who hides his knife behind his back and stands at your side.”

[sullixmgh]

♔ inescapable fate; sulli + taemin

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Taemin chuckled, shaking his head lightly. Sulli sure looked like she wasn’t too happy to see him. It was probably because he was a part of her past and she didn’t like remembering about what happened back then.

 “I’m here to study too, obviously.”

 He knew it was a lie, she’d probably figure that out too. The truth was, Taemin could hardly care less about his studies, he was only here for the murders going on in the school. It was kinda funny though, them meeting again, but in different circumstances. He wondered if their fate were intertwined with each other’s or something. Maybe they were supposed to meet again.

 “Aren’t you happy to see me?” he asked, a playful tone to his voice. Taemin could tell the girl wasn’t too pleased to see him here but they have known each other for quite some time now. Hell Taemin considered her to be his friend to be honest.

 As he looked back at her, studying her features slightly, he grinned at her before asking, “So, how’ve you been?”

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Suddenly, Sulli felt sorry that she hadn’t kept tabs on Taemin. He was always quite an interesting kind of boy, a perfect person who her parents had approved of enough to let her be around him, but with a hidden layer of imperfection that made him too interesting to lose track of. But since coming to the university, she had all but forgotten the past, or tried to, at the very least.

“Studying?” She looked up, raising an eyebrow slightly. If she knew Taemin at all, he wasn’t here to study - the entire idea just didn’t exactly sit completely right within her mind. “What exactly are you studying?”

Maybe Sulli wasn’t completely elated to see him, but to be honest, Sulli wasn’t really easily excited about anything. But the two of them had history, and she had to admit that there really could have been worse people to appear on campus. Taemin was one of her only friends growing up, and there had to be a reason they kept meeting each other in different places.

“I guess so.” She sighed, features holding her usual neutral expression. “I’ve been alright, not murdered yet.”

It wasn’t a very funny joke, but Taemin must have heard about the bloody rumors going around the school.

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★ ♖ ♛ ♚ ✄ ✖ ◯ ●

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★:Their desktop background.

Answered!

♖:Describe their weakest moment.

When Sulli was sixteen years old, she was kicked out of the house by her parents with nothing but the clothes on her back. Like any sixteen year old, she was weak. She had no money, no home, and the people who loved her betrayed her. So she sat down on the sidewalk and cried for a good few hours.

♛:Describe their bravest moment.

Their bravest moment was when she decided to be friends with Krystal. After shutting everyone out for so long, it took a while before she was ready to let someone back in to see the good, bad, and the ugly. But it all worked out, because Krystal is someone she couldn’t imagine life without.

♚:Describe a a silly moment they had.

Sulli isn’t really one for laughing. But once at a photoshoot, another model accidentally wore the male model’s outfit instead of the one she was supposed to wear. Sulli kind of chuckled at that.

✄:A person they would make a sacrifice for and why.

Answered!

✖:A person they would murder and why.

Sulli wouldn’t hesitate to hurt her father. He betrayed her in the worst of all ways, and in her mind, he deserves to suffer. She’s not a big fan of murdering though, but she would ruin his life until he would rather be dead.

◯:An inner demon that they can’t get rid of and why.

The feeling that she’s not wanted is something she can’t shake. Parents are supposed to want their children no matter what, but her parents didn’t, and it’s something that follows her wherever she runs.

●:A scent that brings back nostalgia and what memory does it evoke?

Little Jinri used to watch her mother as she got ready for fancy parties, complete with sparkly jewelry and elegant dresses, hoping that one day she could be like that too. Her mother always sprayed Chanel No.5 on her neck as a finishing touch, and Jinri used to love that smell.

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GIVE AND TAKE ⋕

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Sehun watched the girl, an almost amused expression across his features. He was standing, his arms lazily crossed over his chest as he watch Jinri’s expression morph into something far more sour than he’d been expecting. He hadn’t noticed the use of the term that had rolled so easily off his tongue until she mentioned it aloud, and with that he fought back the urge to grimace.

Although he’d meant it in a way that represented mockery more than anything, Sehun had unfortunately called her sweetheart, and the thought alone made his stomach churn, because Sulli was supposed to be less important to him than the dirt beneath his feet – but she wasn’t. To him right then, she was a shortcut to the information he needed on one of the counselors, and he’d be damned if he wasn’t going to get it from her, one way or another.

The first approach he’d gone with probably wasn’t the most logical, but he knew it would serve to be the most effective (because no matter how hard he could have tried, he knew Sulli wasn’t going to give him information that easily if he went up to her and asked for it).

It wasn’t until she was taking a step forward that he considered the fact that his plan could possibly backfire on him, and instantly he arched a brow in her direction, wondering what the hell she was up to. He hadn’t supposed she’d give him the information easily, but then again, he hadn’t supposed she’d try anything on him, either.

Which is why, when he felt a hand land over his bottom, his eyes grew wide, his lips parting almost immediately, but his hands not moving – perhaps out of shock. It was as if all the blood in his system rose to his cheeks, painting them a pale pink. 

“What on earth are you doing?”

He couldn’t think to respond properly, suddenly aware of how cramped the space in the room was, when his eyes unwillingly darted from her to scan their dimly lit surroundings. Of course, he’d chosen the smallest compartment room in the entirety of their university.

Of course this hadn’t been much of a bother to him before (Sulli hadn’t been standing this close before though, so it was understandable).

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What was she doing? She wasn’t really sure what she was doing, but she couldn’t move. The shock of the entire situation had rendered her completely paralyzed, frozen in place as her brain tried to process the situation.

But what really surprised her wasn’t the fact that her hand was centimeters of fabric away from his butt (although that certainly was shocking). It was the fact that it wasn’t a completely horrifyingly disgusting feeling, like she would have thought. She didn’t immediately pull her hand away like she was touching a hot stove.

Not that it was a pleasant situation though, and with more shuffling around, she slipped her hand into his pocket, retrieving the key. Unfortunately, that meant she had to touch his bottom even more. But the ends justify the means, even if that meant her pale skin was colored with a red hue.

Thank goodness the room was dim, and hopefully Sehun wouldn’t be able to see her flushed cheeks.

“I was trying to get out. Which I did.” She held up the key, smug smile across her face. They were really very close, and now she just had to navigate around him to get to the door and forget that just moments before her hand had been on Oh Sehun’s bottom.

[soulli]

[krystalxmgh]

sullixmgh #aintnobodydoinitbetterthanjungli

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♔ the night is young; sulli + krystal

[krystalxmgh]

“Jesus, I really hope she dies.” But the way Krystal had said it was so nonchalant, as if death was a daily occurrence to her. At Sulli’s comparison to the Sims, Krystal started laughing, trying not to spill the hot water as she poured. She wiped the tears from her eyes, clutching at her stomach as an even bigger grin wove its way onto her lips. “Oh, my god. I can’t-” She was still laughing as she continued to pour the water. 

Krystal leaned against the other girl, sighing as she sipped at her tea carefully. “Ugh, I’m so glad we’re friends. Imagine if we weren’t.” She shuddered at the thought. To lose someone like Sulli would be horrible, and Krystal doubted she would ever get over the death of someone like Sulli. She would try hanging onto the tendrils of life and memory that Sulli had left behind. She turned her head slightly to smile up at the girl, “I love you, you know that?” Of course, Krystal meant that in a friendship sort of way, but either way, the meaning was still true. 

Krystal grinned, closing her eyes, “I know you do. That’s why we like to throw surprise parties to mess with you, Sulli. But it never does work, does it? You know everything, anyway.” She sighed, pouting slightly. Sulli knew all the secrets that passed from every single pair of lips on campus, and although that was extremely cool, sometimes it ruined the surprises Krystal and Arden often planned for her. 

“Arden?” Her nose wrinkled at the sound of the idiot’s name. “That boy’s full of surprises, isn’t he?” She scoffed, catching Sulli’s sly smile. “Sull, I know that look. What?” 

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“It’s true!” The girl smiled at her comparison. She hadn’t played the Sims since she was a little girl, randomly clicking buttons in the virtual town until they were top chefs or artists or having babies. Once in a while the little grave would show up because the Sims were sleeping together too much, but Sulli was young, and she didn’t understand. “Too bad that doesn’t happen in real life. Although did you know that the artist Raphael died from excessive sex?”

Her eyebrows raised in surprise at the sudden love confession. “Why wouldn’t we be friends? Let’s not even imagine that. I’m pretty sure the world would implode or something.” She sipped her tea, trying to keep the wince off her face at the thought. Krystal was the only person Sulli had ever opened up to ever since the betrayal of her parents, and it was nice to let some things out sometimes. But if her best friend left, Sulli would have no one again, and she didn’t want that. “Yeah I know. I love you too, Krys.”

She loved Krystal, sure. But that didn’t mean other people didn’t. “What look? I don’t have any look.” A smug smile came across her lips, gazing at her friend with, indeed, that “look”. “He really is full of surprises. Maybe he has one for you.”

[sullixmgh]

▲★✄♯☀☁❤✦♣♠♬ <3 I LOVE YOU

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▲:A time they tried their hardest for something.

Information on Max, the guidance counselor. You wouldn’t believe how hard she worked for that information. She had to charm some boys into keeping guard for her, and lure the staff out of the office in order to access the school files, but she finally got them, taking pictures with her phone and recording them herself.

★:Their desktop background.

One of the pre-installed backgrounds for Macs. Probably the ballerina one because who has time to find new backgrounds. Seriously.

✄:A person they would make a sacrifice for and why.

Sulli makes sacrifices for no one. However, she will make an exception for Krystal. She doesn’t know what she would do without her best friend, and she really doesn’t even like to think about it. Whatever Krystal needs, Sulli will always be there for her.

♯:my muse’s first impression of yours.

“Wow she has hair like a mermaid’s. Not many people can pull off blonde, like that girl in my sociology class last year. That was unfortunate. But this girl can. Also she eats like nobody’s business and stays skinny. This is all going in my files.”

☀:Two people that they can trust with their entire being and why.

i. Herself: As said before, Sulli has learned the hard way that there’s no one in the world you can trust but yourself. Even the people who you think love you most can turn their backs on you in a minute.

ii. A Licensed Physician: Also said before, doctors are supposed to help you. If you don’t, you can always use the possible revoking of their medical license to hang over their heads.

☁:Two people they’ll never trust no matter the circumstances and why.

Two people? How about the entire campus of Mugunghwa? Or the entire country of South Korea? Or the citizens of the entire world?

❤:Five compliments from my muse to yours.

“You know, I really like your hair. No one can pull of blonde like you can.”

“How do you eat so much and still have such a nice body.”

“I like you, and you know how I don’t like anyone”

“Someone asked me if I liked Sehun or you better and of course I picked you”

“You’re my best friend, Krystal. Really I don’t know what I would do without you. Or where I would sleep when people decide to frolic like rabbits during mating season in the room next to mine.”

✦:Five insults from my muse to yours.

“You talk too much.”

“Why are you always asking me for food. I don’t have food.”

“I don’t understand your taste in boys. Arden? Really??”

“Setting things on fire is really so inefficient.”

“Your taste in friends is bad. Except me of course so dump all the rest okay?”

♣:My muse will give yours advice.

“Have courage, and be kind. Just kidding. Have courage and stab people when you need to. Oh, and when you sell body parts make sure you have something to blackmail your buyer with. So they won’t spill, of course.”

♠:My muse will imitate yours.

Sulli imitates the gesture of lighting a match with her slim fingers, throwing it into a pile of paper. “I’m Krystal Jung and I set things on fire! Also I eat food.”

♬:My muse has to tell a story.

The girl looked up incredulously - she had much better things to do with her time. “A story? What is this, preschool naptime?” A sigh escaped her lips. “Okay fine. Once upon a time there were two politicians. They were disgusting. The end.”

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MOODBOARD : JUNGLI [  Jung Krystal & Choi Sulli ] ♥

“You’re the ying to my yang. We’re so different yet so alike at the same time. I would choose you, Sulli, over anyone in a second.”

“If you had to, who would you choose: Arden or Sulli?”

“Sulli, of course. No one and nothing beats Sulli, even Arden.”

“I would willingly give up all the food in the world just to be with Sulli.”

#aintnobodydoinitbetterthanjungli

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GIVE AND TAKE ⋕

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Oh, so he was right.

Sehun’s eyebrows arched with the coming of the girl’s response. She seemed to be a busy bee, and Sehun could very well tell from the way she was always restless, always persistent on getting information in the least time-consuming way possible. He himself had better things to do than be in the enclosed space with no other than Choi Jinri, but it was a matter that backed his personal benefit, which to him, he’d give up all the time in the world for.

Up close, the girl wasn’t as irritating to look at, Sehun had to admit. The faint lighting didn’t allow him to drink her features completely, but he did allow his narrowed eyes to roam her expression, in a way that he wouldn’t have dared to do somewhere as public as the common room – he didn’t want people getting ideas, after all. He and Sulli had practically nothing to do with each other, and he very well wanted to keep things that way.

“Give up?” He asked, a humorless laugh pushing past his lips. “I don’t think you know me as well as you think you do, sweetheart.”

That was most likely because she didn’t – she knew near nothing about him. Whatever picture she’d drawn of Sehun in her head was one that was only half there. The information she’d dug up about him wasn’t enough, it couldn’t possibly be, because Sehun didn’t trust anyone with his secrets, and no one trusted him much, either.

“I don’t give up as easily as you might think I do.”

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Sulli’s eyes squinted in disbelief and her full lips pursed into a line as her arms crossed even more tightly around her chest. She really hoped she heard wrong, because the words that came out of the boy’s mouth made her reel in a way that ordinary words couldn’t.

“Did you just call me sweetheart?” She said the last word as if each letter was laced with poison, as if it was a disgusting thing she held by the fingertips, willing as little of it to touch her pale skin as possible. Sweetheart was a word, sugary sweet with the artificial saccharine of drugstore candy, that was used in a way that Sulli found reviling.

If he had any hope of getting information from her before, it was all lost with the two syllables that rolled off his tongue.

She shook it off, deciding to exact her revenge for calling her that at a later date, when she wasn’t trapped in this space that was more like a closet than a room. Right now, all she wanted to do was to get out so she could continue about her business, and leave Oh Sehun to his.

Sulli remembered that Sehun had put the key in his back pocket, and she was going to retrieve it, no matter what he thought he was going to get out of her. Raising her arm, she reached around, hand finally landing right on his back pocket.

[sullixmgh]

♔ inescapable fate; sulli + taemin

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Taemin scoffed and leaned back on his chair, crossing his arms across his chest. “And you, of all people would know that right?” he mumbled under his breath. As far as Taemin knew, Sulli and him were never the best of friends. So, how would she know whether or not he’s changed?

 Taemin remembered back to when Sulli did some favors for his gang. The girl sure knew a lot of things. Things that could benefit them. So, without even realizing it he found Sulli in his life once again.

 Not breaking eye contact with the latter, he raised an eyebrow in suspicion. Was she really here to study? Something was telling him that she was hiding something else. Taemin made a note to himself to find out whatever it is that she was hiding.

Changing his expression to one of suspicion to joy, he plastered a smile on his face. “Guess we’re schoolmates now then, huh?” he drawled. Taemin really couldn’t escape the girl, first she was his ‘girlfriend’ then they both got involved in some gang activity and now they were schoolmates.

 “Must be fate.” he joked, laughing slightly.

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The girl rolled her eyes, looking at the person across from her with her usual unsmiling expression. “Of course I would. I dated you, after all.” She mentally grimaced at the thought. It wasn’t exactly awful at the time, not when little Jinri was so bent on pleasing her parents, even when it meant pretending to like some boy she didn’t even know.

When all of that changed, when Sulli realized that her parents were the last person she wanted to please, she wanted to leave all of it behind. She wanted to remake herself into an entity entirely separate from the Chois who fell from so far up in Korean politics. So she did, cutting all ties with everyone in her past life.

That is, she did. Until she met Taemin again.

It started with some small favors for a gang, with compensation for her troubles if she could give them a little information. Of course, she always had information. Sulli made it her business to know everything. But she hadn’t anticipated that Taemin would be part of the same gang.

“Looks like we can’t escape each other.” She sighed, pink lips pursed in a less than amused expression. Last she had heard, he was still with his gang. But she hadn’t exactly kept tabs on the boy since.

“What are you even doing here?”

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TWENTY DAYS OF MGH: THE SYMBOLS MEME

▲: A time they tried their hardest for something.

▽: An unforgettable memory.

☂: Something from their childhood that they still love.

★: Their desktop background.

♖: Describe their weakest moment.

♛: Describe their bravest moment.

♚: Describe a a silly moment they had.

✄: A person they would make a sacrifice for and why.

✖: A person they would murder and why.

◯: An inner demon that they can't get rid of and why.

●: A scent that brings back nostalgia and what memory does it evoke?

♭: A typical first impression that they give off.

♯: my muse's first impression of yours.

☾: If your muse could change anything about themselves, what would it be?

‽: Do they believe in the supernatural? Why or why not?

✿: If they were a Disney character, who would they be and why?

☻: Their favorite Disney movie? Least favorite? Why?

۩: What's their patronus?

☀: Two people that they can trust with their entire being and why.

☁: Two people they'll never trust no matter the circumstances and why.

❤: Five compliments from my muse to yours.

✦: Five insults from my muse to yours.

♣: My muse will give yours advice.

♠: My muse will imitate yours.

♬: My muse has to tell a story.

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♔ the night is young; sulli + krystal

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Krystal shut the door and followed the taller girl into her humble abode, yawning all the way. Watching Sulli set her bag on the floor and flop down on the couch, Krystal laughed before running a hand through her tangled mess of a hair. She yawned, making her way to the kitchen. “Any reason why you’re staying over?” 

At this point, Krystal didn’t really care what she looked like around Sulli. It was a little sad to say the least, but the two were closer than blood relatives. They’ve both seen each other at their worse, and that never ruined their relationship. Reaching up to open one of the cabinets, she grabbed two mugs and some tea bags from her pantry. Filling a kettle with warm and turning on the stove, Krystal turned to watch Sulli, hand on her hip. “Is it your stupid neighbor again? God, what does she do? Fuck her boyfriend all day?” 

She tore open the two tea bags and plopped them in both the mugs. As soon as the kettle whistled, Krystal turned back to turn off the stove and pouring the heated water into the mugs. She walked over to the other girl, handing her the mug and sitting on the couch, crossing her legs together. At Sulli’s last comment, Krystal shrugged. “I don’t think there’s anyone coming over. Unless, someone makes a surprise appearance.”

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“That’s exactly what she does!” Sulli sighed, crossing her arms over her chest and trying to forget the sounds that she heard. Not an easy feat, considering she heard those sounds every night. Sometimes, she even heard them during the day, and that was always thoroughly unpleasant. “Have you ever played the Sims? You know how they can get woohoo-ed to death if they have too much sex? I’m surprised that hasn’t happened to them.”

She took the mug from Krystal’s hands, glad for the warmth of the beverage. There was something about their relationship that transcended just mere friends. They were there through each other’s highs and lows, and always knew what the other needed. Like right now, the tea was perfect, and Krystal somehow understood that without Sulli even saying anything.

“You know I hate surprises.” The girl frowned. Why anyone would want a surprise birthday party or surprise present or surprise anything was completely beyond her. “How about Arden?” She gave her friend a sly smile, looking over as she sipped her tea. “You hang out with him enough.”

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GIVE AND TAKE ⋕

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In truth, Sehun wasn’t bright, bold, or ridiculously handsome – at least, he didn’t think he was. He was tall, scrawny, with just the minimal amount of muscle tone. It went without saying that he was physically capable, but not overly so – which mostly, was part of the reason why he was so attached to poisons, as they almost never required much of Sehun’s physical effort. He was pale, his skin almost comparable to the bleach blonde mess that he otherwise referred to as his hair.

He wasn’t bold – not really. Oh Sehun was quiet, often opting to bottle his emotions up instead of expressing them in front of others. The few rare times that he’d let himself release were events that Sehun often preferred to keep out of conversations. Anger, he’d come to realize, was the most dangerous emotion. He tried, on an average basis, to keep his anger at a low – a gleam of an ember that even his stone cold attitude couldn’t put out.

With Sulli, however, he couldn’t even describe it as the hot, fiery rage that boiled whenever he found himself at a high time of stress and displeasure. With Sulli, he felt something of vexation, but then also, not quite.

“Yes, actually.” He narrowed his eyes and stretched his hand out to a nearby wall, flicking a switch that suddenly caused the room to be illuminated by a single light bulb hanging overhead. “Oh, really?”

He couldn’t resist the urge to smile, his lips curling up in a smile, somewhat laced with a type of mockery towards the female. “Personally, I think there’s better things you could be doing.”

“Give me what I want, and I’ll let you out.”

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“Oh believe me, there are much better things I could be doing.” She scowled, thinking of all the possibilities. She could be back in the library, getting more information from the people Sehun liked to call her “fans”. Or she could be at the cafe with a cup of black coffee nibbling on a croissant, or writing that sociology paper that’s due tomorrow. But no, she’s stuck in a room with a single precarious lightbulb as the entire source of light.

Sulli had seen Sehun before, when she was trying to get information from him, but she hadn’t really gotten a good look at the boy. Now that she did though, she found him actually not unpleasing to look at. He was tall, something that she appreciated because well, she wasn’t a big fan of short guys. He had features that went well together atop smooth skin and clear eyes.

Not that she cared especially, she was just stating some facts.

And it didn’t even matter, because at the moment, she felt annoyance prickling up her spine. Sulli didn’t just tell people the information that she found out. She worked hard to get it, especially coveted facts about faculty members. Those little tidbits couldn’t be gotten from the girls, they had to be specially dug out from school records and mountains of research. She wasn’t just going to hand it out to someone.

Especially someone who didn’t even like her, a fact that he made clear during their last encounter.

“Just give up. I’m not giving you anything.”

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GIVE AND TAKE ⋕

Determined was a word that described Sehun perfectly when he wanted something. He would go to any means to get what he wanted, and that much, everyone around him knew. It was a good thing that he rarely ever needed things from the people around him, he decided, because being determined was often physically exhausting. Sehun had been watching Sulli from afar for at least ten minutes then, his arms crossed over his chest.

The common room wasn’t a place Sehun visited often, but he was getting desperate. He wanted information, and he knew the best place to get that was from the self-designated record keeper. The one that kept tabs on every little happening around campus.

The last time he and the girl had interacted, he’d told himself that he never wanted to speak to her ever again and that day he was positive he was going to eat his words, and for that he felt a surge of irritation flow through him.

When the last of Sulli’s followers finally left her table, he sighed and sauntered over to where she’d been sitting, taking a hold of her wrist and pulling her to her feet.

He didn’t speak, not uttering a single word as he tightened his grip on her wrist and began walking in a path that led from the common room to a long corridor. In no longer than a minute, they reached his destination, his other hand fishing through the pocket of his pants for a key.

He pulled it out, eventually, and used it to open one of the last doors in the corridor and slip inside. In a swift movement he tugged the girl inside, grabbed the door by the handle and brought it shut.

“I want something–” He spoke, his voice bouncing off the walls of the enclosed space. He brought the key into its hole and turned it around a couple of times, successfully locking the door, before turning around and slipping it into his back pocket.

The room was small, he realized– smaller than he would have liked. There was a small window near the ceiling, and through it there was just enough sunlight seeping through to keep the room in dim lighting without the need for electricity.

“–I want information on Maximilien Shim.”

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The common room was a place that Sulli frequented. Not that she was a huge fan of human interaction, but that just happened to be where all the people were. And where the people were, the information was also, and it became a necessary evil for the record keeper.

But it didn’t exactly hold the same kind of significance for Oh Sehun. In fact, she never saw him in the common room, and she kept tabs on everyone who entered, so she would definitely have known if he did. It was particularly for that reason that Sulli was so surprised when she saw the tall boy enter the room. The feeling only grew stronger when she saw him looking at her.

The last time they had spoken, they hadn’t exactly left on good terms, and Sulli didn’t exactly care. They didn’t need to like each other for her to get information about him.

So she had ignored him, pushing him out of her thoughts in favor of the more pressing matters at hand. A few of the regulars had come to her with information, and she had a few facts to write down. But after the girl left, Sulli saw the boy walking toward her from the corner of her eye and looked up just as she felt a hand grip her wrist.

"What are you-" She was cut off as he pulled her to her feet, dragging her out of the common room and into the corridors. Was he out of his mind? Sulli couldn't fathom why he would be pulling her like this. Struggling was useless - she was simply too small to fight with someone so much larger than she.

She felt a twinge of distaste as she saw that their destination was a small, unused room at the end of the hallway. This was the material that horror movies were made of - the tall, silent boy, the dark room, the unexplained dragging. Sehun better have a great reason for taking her here.

"And you thought the best way to do that was to force me into a dark abandoned room?" She asked incredulously, folding her arms over her chest.

In any case, you're not getting anything from me."

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[sullixmgh]

♔ inescapable fate; sulli + taemin

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Hearing his name, Taemin looked up and was met by a familiar face.

“What are you doing here?”

To say that Taemin was surprised would probably be an understatement. He looked back at the latter, a million thoughts reeling through his head. Sulli goes here too? Why? Did people know about her past…?

Taemin opened his mouth and shut it just as fast. He didn’t know whether or not it was a good thing that someone in this school knew the other side to him. But then again he knew too much about Sulli too, or should he say Choi Jinri, the infamous child of a politician he once knew. He continued to stare at her, deep in thought. Looking at Sulli made him remember his past.

She made him remember the times when he would lie to his parent’s face.

She made him remember the times when he would do cruel, gruesome things for his gang.

And most importantly, she made him remember how much he hated to pretend to be someone he isn’t.

He placed his elbows on the table, resting his chin in his hands and leans closer to Sulli. He wanted to laugh to himself, out of all the places they could have met; they meet each other again here.

“Ah, my sweet Sulli. Shouldn’t I be asking you that?”

[sullixmgh]

There is was again; her past coming back where it wasn’t welcome. Jinri was gone, but the ghost of her remains were here now.

Sulli had her fair share of admirers when she was younger. A cute baby face, long legs, good family name, a perpetual smile. All of those had made quite a decent amount of boys confess to her all through middle school and high school, as well as a nice little pile of presents on White Day and little love letters left on her desk or locker. But her parents had been wholeheartedly against her dating, saying that she had to focus on her studies. In reality, they were just worried that her dating would affect their political ambitions. After all, their daughter was the nation’s little sweetheart in her pastel colored dress and sweet smile, and they weren’t about to give that up.

Which is why Sulli was surprised one day when her parents announced that she was allowed to date. She had been excited, the way any sixteen year old girl would be when her dating ban was lifted. But the excitement quickly turned to confusion when it was made clear that she wasn’t actually allowed to choose who she was to date. Her parents had already picked a boy out for her, telling her that it was all in her best interest, and that it was necessary if she wanted to help her father’s career.

Lee Taemin. Heir of an important company and a golden boy if she ever saw one. Smart, quiet, attractive, and already doused in the affections of many girls who saw him. This was the boy her parents chose.

When she was kicked out onto the streets, she hardened into a shadow of her former happy self and her particular talent for obtaining information caught the attention of a gang, who paid her to dig up facts around the city. Imagine her surprise when the golden boy came back, only this time, the precious metal was tarnished with the insignia of a gang and the ghost of taken lives.

And now he was here. Back when she thought the whole thing was behind her.

“I came here to study.” She said, matter-of-factly, gaze unfaltering as she looked at him. “You haven’t changed much since I last saw you.”

[sullixmgh]

♔ the night is young; sulli + krystal

[krystalxmgh]

When Krystal heard the sound of knuckles hitting against the wood of her door, she squinted open her eyes, trying to see through her tangle of blonde hair. Groaning and mumbling something under her breath, she tried to unravel the numerous amounts of blankets that was wrapped around her petite body. Rolling out of bed and hitting the floor with a rather large thump, she cursed the wooden floor before getting up. Not that cursing an inanimate object would make a difference, but she had to curse at something. Her sleep, her beauty sleep, had been interrupted, and Krystal was none too happy about that. As soon as she got home from classes, she had literally passed on her bed. With hair a complete and utter mess, Krystal made her way, albeit slowly, to the door.

Krystal stopped for a moment, trying to think of who could possible be at her door. And she’s also about ready to yell at whoever dared disturb her sleep. This idiot was going to get the ass-kicking of a lifetime. Actually, maybe it was the pizza delivery guy. She order a pizza like fifteen minutes ago, and he was probably here. And if he wasn’t, it probably wasn’t until another ten before he got here. 

The incessant knocking was enough to irritate her though because she stormed right up to the door and wretched it open. She’s about to tell the idiot off when she realizes that the “idiot” is none other than Sulli. 

A bright smile instantly curves on her lips as she greets the girl, “Sulli! Oh my god, what a surprise. Please, come in!” She opens the door wider, stepping aside to let the girl in all the while tucking a stray strand of hair behind her ear.

[sullixmgh]

She smiled as she let herself in, glad that she hadn’t caught Krystal at a time when she was doing the same thing that her neighbor back in the dorm was doing. Even if she was, it was Krystal. She would roll her eyes for a minute then walk away. From the looks of it, her friend had been sleeping, and Sulli was glad that she at least woke up to open the door.

The girl made her way to the couch in the room, setting herself into it as she set the bag that she had brought on the floor next to her. “I’m sleeping here tonight.” She stated. If it were anyone else, she would cringe at the thought of being in a room with them all night, and wouldn’t even think of being in their room. But Sulli had clicked with Krystal in a way she didn’t with anyone else, and if it wasn’t for her, she would be in her room listening to her neighbor make horse sounds all night.

“As long as you’re not expecting anyone.” She didn’t think Krystal was supposed to have anyone else over and if she did, she probably would have heard about it. After all, it’s Sulli’s job to know everything that happened in the school. But she just wanted to make sure, because she wasn’t in the mood for more beds banging against the wall.