#rksiyeon

[rkmarklee-blog]

@rksiyeon

[ txt ➝ 박시연 ] ✈︎ : hey siyeon! it’s mark lee from class :)  ✈︎ : i hope this isn’t too weird ✈︎ : anyway, you should check out this song ✈︎ : it’s called slide by calvin harris and frank ocean and migos!!

[nayoungxrk-blog]

❝ past and present ❞

{ @rksiyeon }

when nayoung graduated from sopa in february last year, she found herself comforting a lot of her younger friends and even friends from her class, all of whom assumed they wouldn’t get to see her nearly as often, or even at all. nayoung herself had even had to fight tears that day, at the thought of the huge change she was about to experience -- the shift from high school to university. 

while it’s true that she doesn’t see her friends from high school nearly as often as she used to, she still thinks she probably spends a bit too much time at her former school. she doesn’t mind, though -- she has friends from university, of course, but she doesn’t mind holding on to her friends from high school. even if she’s technically supposed to “move on” from that stage of her life, she’s simply too fond of her friends to let them all go. 

not that she’d ever mention that out loud, though. 

she’s sitting in the driver’s seat of her mom’s silver sedan, watching the gates of the high school through the windshield. it’s impossible to pick out her friend from the swarm of students leaving through the gates, but she’s already texted siyeon to let her know where she is, and she knows it won’t be long before the younger girl finds her. 

[rkdayoung-blog]

#TALENTED

(  starter && @rksiyeon ) ;

( dated : february, 2017 )

dayoung had made it a habit to visit a friend she had made at sopa after school. she had nothing better to do with her time and if she returned home, there was a chance her mother would rope her into a quick gymnastics session. except it was quick by no means. so walking all the way to sopa, still clad in her hanlim uniform, seemed like the best way to go.

she had texted her friend and told her she’d meet her in the studios ( that’s truly the only place dayoung really knew how to get to at this point ). the girl assumed she had arrived a bit early because the other was nowhere in sight. after about ten minutes, she got tired of waiting and decided to explore the halls of sopa’s studios.

humming a slight tune as she roamed, dayoung’s arms swung back and forth as her legs carried her throughout the halls - eyes skimming over her surrounding before examining each corner. she began to reach the end of the hall ( much to her disappointment ), stopping at the last door before peeking her head into the room - hoping to discovering something that would occupy her for the time being ( she wasn’t disappointed ).

dayoung supposed it was rude to hide behind a door and watch a student practice, maybe a bit of an invasion of privacy? but she couldn’t help it, the rapper’s tone was so interesting it was hard not to admire. the girl allowed herself to slip in further, accidently knocking the door against a tiny trash can in the process.

she winced at the sound, hands tightening on the doorknob to stop herself from facepalming. “um... hello?”