‘ she’s gonna kill me... ’ the other lady in the lift glances at june, eyebrow quirked at that. but june’s too focused on watching the numbers increase to notice, rocking back and forth on the balls of her feet until the lift stops at her destination. a quick look at her phone screen. forty minutes late. shit. her pace quickens when she spots the right door, knocking thrice. ‘ yulhee ! ’ she singsongs, forming a heart with her hands when the door swings open. totally not for defending herself. ‘ have i ever told you how much you mean to me ? ’ —— for YULHEE / @bleurain.















