* HELLHOUND.
@fmjaemin
it’s one of those rare days where she finds herself with more than just a meagre hour to spend doing whatever she pleased, practice and training set for later in the day.
byul’s learnt to make the most out of these opportunities, given that they hardly come by nowadays. today, she walks alongside the han river, hands tucked in the pockets of her oversized denim jacket as a song by parekh & singh plays through her earphones. here, she remains unbothered by the stress she usually carried in the practice room, safe in her little tranquil bubble.
unfortunately, it doesn’t last long.
when she stops to sit on the grass, she can barely make out the sight of a large dog running towards her and an equally large man trailing behind before the air is knocked out of her. she just manages to let out a soft sound of surprise as the impact sends her landing on her back and her line of vision focused on the cloudy sky of seoul instead of the river.
but she makes no move to sit back up, instead using her arm to rest under her head in a post i-just-got-knocked-over-by-a-giant-dog daze. she remains silent for a moment, before speaking up.
“that cloud looks like you,” she turns her head to look at the dog with a smile that probably comes off more as a grimace, then points at the mentioned cloud. “don’t you think so?”
