different light ❞ jiwoo & hayoon
it was the first day of semester. unforuntately for jiwoo, she was running late for her first class in the morning. she was never the morning person anyway, so it wasn’t surprising for her to have difficulties in waking up early. plus, her sleeping schedule had been fucked up from the recent summer break. she had a lot of fixing to do, definitely-- but of course, that wasn’t her priority right now.
she literally rushed her way to the bathroom, and after taking a bath, she didn’t took the time to choose what she would wear. she chose something comfortable this time. a simple tee with a jeans-- there wasn’t any reason to dress up nicely, anyway. she decided to bring a plaid button down just incase, wrapping it around her waist. she doens’t even bother wearing make up this time. once fully clothed, she quickly left her safe haven.
a new record. twenty minutes. she was already running to catch her bus, and she arrived just in time. she sat on the very far end. the ride wasn’t that long, but she took the time to do her make up throughout the ride. she didn’t put that much though, only applied something light. red lipstick, a bit of mascara, etc.
the bus came into a halt twenty minutes after. it was her stop. she quickly run her way out of the bus, her backpack loosely hanging on her shoulder, and she literally ran her way across the hallways of her uni. she was probably give minutes late. not bad, she thought. she found her room without any difficulties, and once spotting the familiar sign, she turned to walk inside (the door was open).
but before she knew it, she found herself colliding with a taller female, panic arose on her every fiber almost instantly. “shit-- i’m sorry.”
@mclting