#be:open-starter

[beseojun]

Needing to get out of his apartment as well as buy cat food, Seojun quickly got dressed in comfortable clothing since he didn’t feel the need to dress up when he wasn’t going anywhere special and left his home. He double checked the door to make sure it was locked before he headed to the lobby and out the door. The closest place to shop was in walking distance so he ditched the idea of taking his car. He didn’t need it and didn’t plan to buy too much. Looking around at the other people walking around, he smiled some. Somehow this reminded him of back home only caused him to feel homesick which had been happening a lot lately.

Sighing with a small pout on his lips, he walked into the store, automatically going to the isle where he was sure cat food was. Grabbing the item, he could already picture the meows of happiness coming from Gom. He knew the cat would appreciate getting some fresh food even if he still had plenty in his bowl. Going off to another isle, Seojun thought it would be fine to get a few snacks. He was in the mood for something sweet at the moment and hoped he could find something here that would please his sweet tooth. With a happy sound of excitement leaving his lips after he grabbed a few different treats, he accidentally bumped into someone who happened to be nearby. “I-I’m so sorry! I wasn’t paying attention at all. I hope you didn’t get hurt from my carelessness.” A flustered expression plastered across his face as he tried not to panic too much about the situation. He wanted to meet new people but not like this. He was already berating himself in his mind and hoped the other didn’t get mad at him.

[bexalice]

It had been a rather nice celebration. Sure, Alice had been a little jealous of all the cool things trainees had gotten to do, from putting together the haunted house the murder mystery event, and of course the performances. Her time was coming, though, her mother kept telling her. She was ready when it did.

Turning to the person beside her, she watched as the fireworks lit up their features. It was good lighting, she thought to herself, so she might as well ask.

"Can you please get a picture of me with fireworks in the background? I think it'll look really cool!" She explained, holding out her phone, the camera app already open.

[bemaria]

open starter !

 as soon as she had shown up late to her literature class that morning, yubin should’ve known that it was going to be a painful day. it wasn’t as though she had been publicly called out and reprimanded by her professor, but she might as well have been. having to walk into the classroom while all of the other students were already seated and attentively listening to their instructor and all of their eyes slowly moving onto her— she wanted to die right then and there. but with god seemingly having other plans, she was forced to awkwardly make her way to an empty seat as quickly as she could manage. 

  such a simple mistake, one that everyone else in the class had probably already forgotten about, was still haunting her hours later. she had managed to make it through her own class without yelling at any children, at least. she only had to fake a dozen smiles before all of the elementary school kids were leaving for the day. she hastily packed up her belongings and walked with a sense of urgency towards the exit. she didn’t have any big plans to get home to. it wasn’t as though someone was waiting for her there. all she wanted to do was sulk alone in the comfort of her room.

  but that would be too easy, wouldn’t it? such a day that started on a sour note had to go out with a bang. in other words, another minor inconvenience that yubin would turn into a big deal. as she walked down the crowded sidewalk, it was somewhat difficult to navigate through the swarms of people. she suddenly thought back to the bible story of moses, and how he was able to part the red sea. yubin wished that she had the same powers. then maybe she’d be able to create a path in this mess of people. perhaps too caught up in her own fantasies, she ends up slightly bumping shoulders with an individual walking the opposite direction. whose fault had it been? they were probably both to blame, but she hadn’t appreciated the premature reminder of the real world. pausing in place, she glances over her shoulder at the stranger before scrunching up her nose. “i guess that nobody says excuse me anymore?”