Mar 21, 2022
dahye scarcely took a sip of her mimosa before looking up and registering the young woman’s face. with a simple lift of her brow, one of her ladies that was sitting on the chair opposite her immediately jumped up to make room. “kwon sihwa,” she called in her most ‘friendliest’ voice, gesturing at the now empty chair — as if she didn’t bribe a coordinator to switch around name cards and demanded for a small, private table in the corner. as if everything was just a happy coincidence. “minah was just keeping your seat warm — i don’t believe we’ve met.” dahye stretched out her hand for the younger woman to shake, almost curious if she was going to actually bow. ( @kwonsihwa )