Sep 19, 2013
secretprincessofouran, strummingunderthestars, fourleafednation, dontgetmadgetwrathful, and tuffagentkittykatswell
Jihyun was a little nervous. She slowly breathed through her nose and out again and shuffled her notecards with scribbles on them that a passive glance to a passerby would look like hieroglyphs. She had written sentences all around the card, curved, upside down, ect.
Of course she was only nervous for silly reasons, like she was worried if she'd be able to pull off this dish correctly. She had never cooked it before. The korean whacked into something, her forehead colliding with something hard, like a shelf or wall. The world spun about and she landed on the ground, her breath was forced out of her chest.