seeing haru again in the flesh and not through an instagram post or a text was quite surreal. time seems to fly and she can’t recall when the last time they had the chance to actually see one another face to face was, which was hard when she preferred to spend quality time with her friends.
“my gosh, it’s your birthday soon. what are you going to do for celebrations? don’t tell me, a.... vlive!” nayoung probes in a joking matter, but the jokes don’t feel quit the same as before since they might become a reality for her too. after she and the girls prepared a birthday surprise for sena while being filmed... life felt a lot less private. the realization that it’s easier to have walls up, so that they won’t get in trouble later on, or say the wrong thing and not having it edited out in videos, but lives - being in the public eye, it’s a lot. she’s been working up to this moment. hell, haru’s been doing it for years prior to her even tiptoing in as a trainee. her shoulders slump as she
“you know, i’ve barely dipped a toe into anything and i already feel a bit overwhelmed, if i must be honest.” she doesn’t admit this a lot, especially as the oldest member of nova. nayoung takes her self-proclaimed calm, collected, and carefree older sister role very seriously. “imagine me missing my normal school life, when i’ve graduated, i must be crazy.” the older girl huffs. ( older by a few months, but apparently she’s counting. ) with schedules fuller than ever, leaving future dreams behind and not having access with the ‘outside world’ in a way has her ill-prepared for how busy she is. coordinating it with those she is close to, even worse. nayoung’s voice drops rather low. “how do you do it?”
she hadn’t meant to go into such doom and gloom, but it was almost that feeling of trying to squish everything into one meeting after having not seen haru this period of time. and at least, let the conversation dip low before bringing it back up to do a pre-emptive birthday surprise before the day ended.
