➟「ファンシー」fancy。
@rkyoona
What the fuck was this woman’s name again? Youngjae could remember seeing her once or twice when she had been visiting his room mate, but right now she was nothing more than ‘Moonbok’s cousin’ in his mind. He had always relied on Moonbok to be able to address her adequately and never anticipated to randomly come across her in some shitty class about which type of water was better for your vocal chords or whatever.
Honestly he couldn’t focus properly because his mind was fully set on trying to dig out her name. It wasn’t that the class was as boring as he made it out to be: it was incredibly relevant if he wanted to take up a life as a vocalist sometimes in the future again, and he wanted to pay attention, but he just couldn’t.
What was it? Something that sounded Japanese even if it was still a Korean name. He should be able to remember something like that. And it was... something with a Y wasn’t it? Yuki? No, that wasn’t a Korean name. But Youngjae felt as though he was almost there. Yu... Yu.... “Ah! Yoona!” he burst out way louder than intended and immediately hid his face behind the papers they had been delivered in a stupid attempt to hide from everyone’s gazes.