"Can I kiss you?"
Jiyoon stared at her tentmate with wide eyes, mentally asking herself if it had only been an auditory hallucination. Oh god, she really was going insane. At last, one of her worst fears was coming to conquer her. She had always known that the day would come when her mentality would run off the rails, forcing her to wave that white flag in acceptance and self-pity.
After moments of staring into thin air, the woman was pulled back into reality by the sound of her tentmate’s voice once more. This time, though, her words were blurred by Jiyoon’s panicky thoughts. Dara’s voice, however, did manage to relax Jiyoon as she realized she was not only hearing things.
… She wasn’t just hearing things.
The question was real.
"… Yes? No … Wait, no. I mean, yes, but- … I have to go. You’re pretty, bye!" The blonde abruptly turned on her heel and continued to quickly distance herself from the other.











