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[heejinelle]

( @jenisu )

A guitar tucked underneath her arm, the padding of her digits scaled across the wooden shaft, index and thumb plucking on the open strings gently. “Unnie,” the younger beckoned to her, “What kind of song should I write?”

[heejinelle]

( @enniksom )

The last few months were a bit too busy for her liking. As much as she was ecstatic about debuting and her company had a fantastic marketing scheme they managed to pull off, Heejin always felt guilty for always being excused from school for weeks only to come back for a few and be excused out again. As an idol, though her parents were opposed she had promised them to at least finish her studies but that wasn’t going quite as planned right now. 

Today was one of her ‘free weeks’ before she would travel to some place else again.  also known as a period where she’g go around asking her classmates for notes--just in case her teacher’s wasn’t enough. Bashfully, she tapped the shoulder of the student closest to her. “Somi-ssi, I don’t know if I’m asking too much but . . . can I please copy your history notes? I’m a bit worried I’m missing something . . .”

[heejinelle]

( @97svnq )

Although she was the first to debut, Heejin wouldn’t call herself the best dancer. Sure, perhaps being humble, though compared to some, she needed more practice than usual--not that she minded. It was always an excuse to ask Aerin for help as well as simply hangout. Though knowing the other was a student as well, perhaps sending a text first would be much appreciated. 

[ sms-3:45 pm » 애린언니 ] unnie... do you think you have an hour?

[heejinelle]

( @chaeyz )

Perhaps one of the joys of being a rookie was learning from those who’ve ‘made it’. Not once would Heejin deny that was the best part. This time, she was a bit more grateful than usual, being taught personally by one of the singers themselves that she looks up to. 

Slim digits intent on the worn-out nylon strings, she had tried to learn her senior’s song, ‘Stay’ from following simple instructions. Though she was capable, it was inevitable she’d forget in a bit. "Do I play an A minor after this chord?” 

[heejinelle]

( @thereal-gna )

Heejin fiddled with the top of her straw, subtly glancing up once in awhile, more than aware at the hard gaze that bore straight through the older female. “Unnie anyone can see he’s totally in to you. C’mon look at that-” she ushered quietly to the direction of the culprit.

[heejinelle]

( @daphnyx​ )

The vehicle jerked into an abrupt stop, Heejin lurching forward with a fearsome clash (almost) and squeal. The brunette held onto the arm rest while simultaneously pressing her torso against her chair in hopes that it was a good enough as a coping mechanism to at least feel like she won’t die at any moment. Lips protruding into a pout, dulcet tones drolled into a whine as she turned to the older female. “You said you knew how to drive!” 

[heejinelle]

( @haseouls )

The younger held the other’s slim digits, her free hand applying the nail coating as precisely as she could. A puff of air released from her system when she had finished, failing to realize she was holding her breath all this time. Orbs travelled towards their tv where a particular group was performing, a glint of mischief visible in her eyes as she stared at the other. “Ohh... Taeil oppa looks handsome even with those clothes, don’t you agree?” a light-hearted raise of her brow followed suit after her own quip.

[heejinelle]

( @naenu )

It didn’t take a minute for the student to recognize the familiar face that stood a foot away from her. The woman seemed to be in the midst of making a decision of what she should buy. Feeling a bit too nervous to strike up a conversation or be ignored, she had decided to keep her distance. Rather, initially, that was the plan until she had spoken up before she knew it. “I’d pick the pink one.”