♒, ▓,☽
send one for my muse’s reaction to your muse —
♒= lying to them .
“i– alright. if you say so.”
she knows better than to poke and prod around in someone’s business, even if she means well by it. from the moment that yejun walked into the dorm, she could tell that something was wrong– she’s always had a knack for detecting those sorts of shifts in the air, emotional burdens weighing heavy. but if he refuses to talk, what else can she really do? it saddens her a bit that he won’t open up, but she doesn’t entirely expect him to– they’re not close, and she’s certainly guilty of pulling the same tricks on people she’s even close to. there aren’t many options left for her than to back off. “if you do want to talk, i’m willing to listen.”
▓ = caught stealing their belongings .
she’s never been a selfish person. anything that someone’s needed, she’s been willing to go above and beyond to be helpful– even giving when she has nothing to give. it’s the ultimate betrayal when she arrives back to her dorm after a weekend at home to find items from her room out of place, and then discovered in yejun’s possession. “when have i ever said that you couldn’t borrow anything of mine?” she asks, voice timid as her eyes stay focused on the object in hand.
unbelievable. after a deep breath, her features harden, and she shoots an icy glare in his direction that she so rarely ever has the heart to do.
“i don’t want to see you anywhere near my room, ever again. stay on your side or i’m reporting this to our RA.”
☽ = wandering alone at night .
even an empty room can be suffocating, leaving najeong desperate to escape, wander around until the open air finally calms her soul.
a walk around the school’s empty track field soon leads to her heading off campus to the nearest convenience store, looking for something to warm her hands. so far, it’s been nothing but peaceful-- there’s rumbling in the background that she doesn’t think much of until it turns into a downpour and puts an end to her nightly wandering. during her rushed walk back, she spots a familiar face ahead of her. poor thing, drenched to the bone already. quickening her pace, she catches up to him and holds her umbrella over both their heads.
“come, let’s walk back together. before things get bad.”
