"Your problems are not of my concern."
"Your problems are not of my concern."
Hara stared blankly at the stranger across the round coffee table, the uttered words taking a moment to register in her mind before she blinked once, twice, the tip of her tongue drawing over her upper lip before mumbling. “… excuse me?”
Amidst the crowded coffee shop, they were forced to sit together at one table. Hara didn’t really mind, and was initially planning to keep to herself and perhaps finish chapter 26 of her book, but after an awkward bumping of knees and faintly veiled smiles behind the steam of their hot beverages, they quietly exchanged names over the bustle of the coffee shop, and a simple conversation began from there.
Her name was Dusk Lévesque, and she was currently an unemployed student at SNU, and Hara had a slight urge to tell her that she resembled Hyeri of Girl’s Day, but held her tongue instead. It was gratifying, in a sense, to meet someone who didn’t know of her as an idol but rather treated her as a normal human being without any simpering or compliments tumbling from her lips every few minutes or so. Introducing herself as an idol in the industry for seven years now, Hara went on to explain briefly about KARA’s history, as well as letting the girl know about her slight struggles with accepting Youngji, the new member, as a part of KARA.
To her surprise, the girl had bluntly replied with, “Your problems are not of my concern.” after she had finished, and Hara sat slightly stunned, fingertips beginning to feel a slight burn from the heat radiating off the ceramic mug. While she understood that not everyone cared about her discomfort with having to deal with a new member, most people would at least put on a façade of caring or pretending as if they understood. As the girl glanced at the illuminated screen of her phone and got up, slinging a bag over her shoulder and with a quick smile flashed in her direction, left the coffee shop, Hara stayed in her seat, the burn of her fingers melting into a dull pain as she marvelled over the stranger she had just met; how similar she looked to one of her fellow idols but how widely different she was than anyone else she had ever met.