[ 04 ] sender discovers receiver trying to style their hair but failing. :]
⠀⠀"next time you enter a life-and-death game, remember to bring a hair clip," ji-ah thought to herself as she tried to arrange her long black hair in a way it wouldn’t get in her way at any point. it'd be awfully tragic and comic to die because a strand of hair blocked her vision or someone managed to pull it in a dangerous moment. she was trying non-stop to find a way as soon as possible, her hands moving faster than humanly possible to do something that would stay in place because, in truth, there was no way of doing that. it was more of an excuse for her brain not to think about what was really happening there. not freak out. not scream so loud everyone would look at her and see how she's a pathetic little girl.
⠀⠀she tried to tie her hair in a knot, as older girls used to do when back in her childhood memories, but ji-ah was always afraid of copying them and having to cut the hair. her vision was always on superficial little things. at one point, she loosened her hair with force and anger, pulling it lightly without even realizing she was doing it on purpose. to hurt herself, just a little. it was like those cartoon scenes where the character goes crazy and pulls their hair as if it will solve everything that's happening in their life. it was only in that very moment she noticed someone was watching. great!
⠀⠀a soft, shy laugh escaped her lips. she shoved her hands into the pockets of the hideous green jacket and felt as if her face was burning. it wasn't enough everything that was happening, she still had to be embarrassed. for a moment, ji-ah pondered what was worse: the humiliation of being in a game like that or the humiliation of acting like a silly girl for others to see. ❝ tying my hair has never been so complicated... ❞ it was the only thing she could say, smiling awkwardly and wanting to bury her head in the ground. ❝ i hope there's no game about that. ❞ what had she just said? she needed to shut up right away because the anxiety was starting to speak for itself, using ji-ah's lips.