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[jnghnna]

Adronitis [ from Daoin ]

meme accepting! directed @aaraegisess! | frustration with how long it takes to get to know someone.

There was something Hanna had learned over the course of time that simply forced her to realize that she too, wasn’t entirely as innocent as she would like to be. Whenever skin would itch and an uncomfortable feeling would settle in, alongside the sudden rush of heat through her body, that was when she knew that another being similar to herself was close by. And she hated, loathed, downright despised the fact that she could feel their presence when all she wanted to do was to ignore and carry on with her mundane life.

Whatever blessing that life had supposedly granted her when she was thrown into this world was nothing but a curse to the brunette who preferred the lifestyle she already had. She took no joy in that other side of hers, in one she so desperately tried to suppress each time it dared to surface. So, how was she going to deal with this new challenge today?

The way she usually did: by observing.

❝Who are you?❞ The question was barely audible and meant for only Hanna herself, as she let her eyes curiously gaze over the crowd of people that surrounded her. Who could it be, the person with the strange powers she couldn’t quite classify? Her magic only allowed herself to understand things to a certain extent and since she had never sharpened her skills, it was more than understandable why Hanna struggled with picking out the person who was, similar to her, a being that was capable of offering a lot more than what one would dare to assume at first.

So she wandered around the place at first, stepping closer to some people and accidentally brushing others with her elbows, hands, maybe even body. She had learnt over time that physical contact could oftentimes prove to be a trigger that would allow for her to differentiate the seeked one from everyone else. Besides, the power that was electrifying her fingertips wasn’t strong enough to harm anyone.

Hanna was complex for not wanting to deal with her true nature, and hypocritical for the fact that she was still interested in other people’s business regardless of who or what they truly were.

Are you sure you don’t care, little girl?

She met eyes with someone very briefly, and her gaze dropped almost as quickly but there was something about the way the stranger looked at her that captivated the student as she allowed for dry lips to part, a barely audible chuckle escaping her soon afterwards.

Found you.

[lusineinthesky]

[ @aaraegisess​ ]

How can one find solace in a city that never sleeps? While car horns and the murmurs of nightlife, or shouts of a person who had one too many shots at the bar, stirred the air in less residential districts, places nearest the Han River tended to be calmer, ignorant of whatever else was going on. With a dull scuff, she hastily kicked off her shoes and abandoned a paved walkway running parallel to the water to instead walk along the often rocky, abrupt shoreline itself. Dainty feet leaped from rock to rock with an inhuman fluidity, each movement sure and purposeful. 

Sometime later, she came across what resembled a chunk of discarded concrete probably meant to starve off the effects of land erosion and decided to use it like a perch. It wasn’t long before her dark eyes were distracted with the smears of reflected city lights bobbing and sparkling in the small waves. Some may argue that it was lonely, but that natural peace and stillness were the closest things to her favorite, isolated glades back home that the alien could find nearby.

Besides her own soft humming and the consistent lapping of waves against the shore, there wasn’t really any other sound or disturbance. So, imagine her surprise when movement on the opposite bank suddenly caught her eye. If it had been one person, she would’ve chalked it up to her own inattention, but there were several figures. How did she miss a group? Her bright head cocked in confusion. And what were they doing so late at night?

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@aaraegisess

His nose twitched. Before he graced the other with an answer, icy blue eyes peered about, checking to see if his statement was true. Lips twitching downwards when he realized it was. “Of course.” As he waited for the other to sit, he returned his gaze to the sickly sweet drink the worker had recommended now placed before him, saying it was the most popular drink they had to offer. What was so good about it, he had yet to figure out. So he decided to ask, gaze lingering on the drink. “Do you like these kinds of drinks?”

It almost seemed like a look of disgust graced the stranger’s face.  It nearly made Jihoon decide against sitting here today, after all, he didn’t want to inconvenience anyone.  Lips part and a hand raises, ready to tell the older man--at least, he looked older--never mind, he had something else to do, before he heard permission being granted.  A light blush dusted on his cheeks, almost embarrassed as he sat on the other side of the table, his notebook opened and pen ready in his hand.  The question had caught him off guard; he honestly hadn’t expected someone to make conversation with him.  Especially a stranger.  His eyes had wandered to the drink in question, and Jihoon had to squint his eyes just to make out what it was before he was nodding his head.

“Yes, I do.”  He bit the end of his tongue, debating if he should add ‘sir’ to the end of his sentence, but he didn’t want to offend the man across from him, so he shook the thought from his head.  Without his eyes on his paper, his fingers still moved across the page, writing his thoughts and each word in a near illegible hurry.  The truth was, he liked just about all types of drinks, except for those too bitter for his tongue to take.