{ jungdaehun }
— {★} — Wrapped up in three layers of winter garments and a huge windbreaker jacket, the fifteen-year-old Euijin could barely be seen as a good portion of her face was covered up. There wasn’t any place for the two to have a conversation down in the building, so the two resorted to the empty roof of TS. The bitter, cold night of Seoul greeted them with open arms -- albeit how shining and busy the metropolitan city was, it still felt empty to Euijin. She missed the province, and she was pretty sure that Daehyun did too.
At first, the conversation proceeded normally: a short summary on how their week was coupled with the menu they’ve had for the past few days, but then it was as if a truck hit her.
“What do you mean you’re going to debut--?”, she asked him behind the jacket that was obstructing her from properly speaking. The natural reaction would’ve been to smile or congratulate him -- there was nothing but a look of worry in her features. If him and the other people he was grouped with debuted, the thought of not being able to even talk to them nor see them in the practice rooms anymore would be an instance she could never handle. “But...you can’t...”
