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                【THE SETTING : SEOUL : YEAR : 2010】

          A TIMID FIGURE COWERED BEHIND A NEARBY BUILDING, groveling downward from everyone’s sight. he inched closer, while hauling a heavy backpack filled with high school and papers peering out of the zippers, making it a rather heavy and excruciating task. yet, he allowed the silence to fall upon him, not even letting the wind accompany his time. no, the night was dark - a dull black sky without any lights to guide the way. the streetlights remind dim as the only thing that shined that night was the convenience store radiating a bright light. no one was out, except her who was NAMELESS at the time. 

          a bell RUNG as she opened the door, exiting out of the store that she was in before. her plastic bag of good ruffled as she focused solely on the content: UNAWARE OF HER SURROUNDINGS. the girl: boy, was she PRETTY, beautiful even. her tall structure highlighted her legs, making them slim and bold where ever she walked. she wore clothes that didn’t flash in your face; practice clothes while she sweated as if she had just danced all day. not to mention her hair which was an easy target to feel attracted to. how it just fell and rested on her shoulders. PLUS, she didn’t seem any older than he was. 16? 17? young, beautiful, attractive .. it was simply EASY.

           but all her strong points began to PIN AGAINST HER, catching the eye of the wrong person. his attention was averted to THE OTHER PERSON THAT NIGHT. the other, nameless as her, seemed too far, yet dangerously close to the girl. he lingered behind, HAUNTING her with a presence that hoon concluded that he DID N O T like. 

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“What’s that in your bag…? Is that–? Tell me it’s not!”

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“Watch it!” She hisses at her, a scowl on her face as she pulls away the bag from Sunah’s clutches. She doesn’t like that her privacy has been invaded, doesn’t like that the girl in front of her now knows more than she should. Suddenly she feels ashamed, her body growing smaller and smaller in her mind as everything else grows bigger. Suddenly she feels as if all the lights of the world are on her, and she wants to run away. She wants to become a runaway in her own fairy tale.

She should’ve been more careful with keeping her bag closed. It wasn’t just the bloody knife that caught the other’s eyes. She must’ve caught sight of the blood seeping through the thick fabric of her sweater. She shouldn’t have gotten involved with those people, but what could she have done? Jieun has long thought she’s grown keen on when to be indifferent and when not to, but since recently, she’s been treading across that line more and more. She hasn’t learned her lesson despite all the years that faded from her youthful face.

There’s a pained look in Jieun’s eyes that no matter how hard she tries to hide it, it just becomes even more self-evident. she’s frowning by then, her teeth biting on her bottom lip until crimson breaks on the surface. It’s then that she licks the metallic taste away. It’s then that she’s able to speak again, to the girl with stars in her eyes and a fragrance of cosmos on her skin.

“What do you know?” Her words are venomous yet it doesn’t hide the sadness behind them. She hopes they’re enough to scare her away; to make her crawl into a hole and never want to speak of what she’s seen again. She knows it isn’t. “Why do you even care?” Now that’s a question she wants an answer from, an honest answer without lies smeared across the surface.

Her hands are shivering then, out of fear and self-pity. She can tell by the look in Sunah’s eyes that she’s waiting for her turn to speak. She scoffs and turns her body away, a hand pushing her jacket to hide her stomach. “Just forget, Sunah. Just forget what you saw now and leave me alone. You’ve been doing that quite well all this time after all.”

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DESPERADO / baesunah

“We share common interests       you need me, there ain't no leaving me behind         especially when you get completely shattered and end up projectile vomiting all over the bar. Just don’t get any of that shit on me, and know I will not be paying the cleaning bill for you. Now        are you ready to scam a few hot losers tonight?”

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Druxy

@baesunah​ ʙᴜᴢᴢᴇᴅ,sᴜʙᴊᴇᴄᴛ:  [ drabble list: Druxy - Something which looks good on the outside, but is actually rotten inside. ] sᴛᴀᴛᴜs: on hold until inbox is cleared !

☂          SHE WAS SUCH A ROTTEN APPLE, AND HE LOVED IT, their relationship wrapped in deceit and corrupt morals, Sangmin was simply chasing his own tail, after all, the ignorant is the happiest of them all. The male adored Sunah, in ways a soul may not express directly, her dim mien excited him way too much; she was so liberal, gently bathed in indifference. Whatever had laid dormant that night has been instigated once again, her gestures propelled by his disposition, as he was rich, and Sunah yearned for money. The dancer was brilliant not only with her movements, but with her words as well, Sangmin knew of course, his cordial advances constantly cast aside for her own personal pleasure. ❝ I hope you are aware that you perform better than the artist themselves, ❞ Sangmin said, paying reverence to a few performers backstage at that time. Her mere response amused the heir, what overlays past her confidence was envy— Sangmin has never pitied any more than he had pitied her.  ❝ My name is Kim Sangmin, and though you are not the featuring act itself, I would still like to now what your name is. ❞

It did not take long for the pleads and requests to queue, as they followed suit as soon as the pair met for the fifth time. The items Sunah wished for ranged to different extremes, from mere cash, to singular products such as a purse or shoes, and in return, she simply keeps him accompanied— liable to intellectual and goading conversations. At a certain weekend, while they remained stagnant inside his own apartment, he mused whilst he held a fruit at hand, ❝ Sunah, have you ever realized why Snow White was poisoned in the first place?  ❞ and he waited for her pending answer,  ❝ It was simply because the apple looked enticing, it was a luscious red, its shape plump and pleasingly well-rounded– but it was rotten, toxic, after she did not know this, of course. Silly girl.  Had it been an apple whose looks were subpar, and Snow White wouldn’t have been tricked; thus ridding herself of her own happy ending. ❞

Sangmin did not pay heed to her remarks, sparing her a muted glance instead,  ❝ What a happy ending I’ll have, don’t you think? I have yet to taste this beautiful, rotten apple myself. ❞