a flicker of hope.
lighting up the dark with @heliosxmi !!
usually, yeji finds peace in the dark. under the night sky, she is just as tiny as the stars from such a distance; so insignificant, so free to do what she wants and needs to without worrying about the consequences. she’ll face the repercussions as and when they come— if they come. everything is quiet at night, in the dark, but right now, all she can hear is pained screams and the ringing in her ears. suffering echoes off what’s left of the walls and bounces around in her head, her neck clicking as she looks in every direction to see what she can do to help. her ankle is swollen but she’s so full of adrenaline that she barely realises until she loses her footing on the rubble, then forgets again until the next time. it hardly matters when there’s people still inside with worse injuries, worse circumstances. if she’s able to, she should help — just like anyone else here with a conscience.
she finds him inside, and at first, assumes he’s unable to walk. there’s little other reason she can think of in the heat of the moment to stay inside a crumbling building, so when she reaches out to help him up, it’s with a hesitant hand and a soft call of, “excuse me, are you okay?” her heart’s pounding, partly because she doesn’t know how bad his situation is and partly, in turn, because she doesn’t know if she’ll even be able to help, but she’ll try. she’ll always try. “you need to get out; it’s super dangerous staying in here, especially alone! let me help you!”