—* with her head held high and a smile painted on her lips, lina had mastered moving along the knife-edge between complete perfection or finally losing her sanity. it was her very own rule, she burnt into her own mind, that she could never lose control.it didn’t matter whether it was over her appearance, the faintest smile or (most importantly) her feelings. wong lina never lost control. yet, this day she had broken every single line of it, by simply having one drink too many. she barely made it out of the little bar without completely embarrassing herself when tears already dripped down her cheeks. it wasn’t as if she was particularly sad about something, it was just the alcohol making her unbearably emotional. but, she couldn’t care less, not when she was in that state. that’s why as soon as she spotted jiae near the bar, she slogged towards her and wrapped her arms around her waist from behind, clapsing her hands around her wrist. ❝ jiae. you look so pretty. ❞ she smiled despite of the tears rolling down her cheeks, her head dipping to the side. ❝ i’ve fucked up and i want you back in my life. i miss you. ❞ ( @yajiae )