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[ofdeathly]

                                         the adventures of sora dora & ben ten                                          ( aka the lamest & coolest duo in sunhwa )

choi sora & chittaphon ‘ten’ leechaiyapornkul, dubbed the princess & the pauper by general population. they had known each other for the longest time. by now the memory was quite vague, but it was something along the lines of a little girl and a little boy choosing to play together once. and the rest is history. they had been there for each other through thick and thin which only strengthened their bond. people even mistook them for a couple, and rumors were always abound, by that didn’t bother either of them. what they really were was still a mystery to everyone. but once in a while, you could get a glimpse into their friendship. their instagram feed would more often than not be of each other something to do with one another. the tiny slice of their lives set out for the sunhwa’s piranha’s to bite at. but as always, nothing would even shake them. so go ahead and give it your best.

[eunbinxyf-blog]

O.M.G

the familiar buzz of the crowd rang throughout the cafeteria and in eunbin’s ears as she used the pad of her forefinger to transfer a number from her friend’s phone to her own. the term friend being used lightly since eunbin didn’t see him or his group outside of the occasional lunch when she wasn’t in practice or at a meeting or with other people she’d enjoy the company of more. even so, it was a mutually beneficial relationship – they got eunbin’s tolerance, and eunbin got number’s of people that crossed her path the wrong way in second period.

though that isn’t what eunbin told them. she needed the girl’s number because they were partnered up for a project and, silly little eunbin, forgot to ask for it! good thing her friends claimed to know everyone in school, right?

eunbin was at the last few digits of the number when the guy next to her asked why she looked so angry typing the digits in. her brows loosened and she gave a breathy laugh that would have been all too obvious had her “friends” been any smarter than they were. she looked up as she typed in the last number and her finger pressing the 4 instead of the 5, her focus compromised with her need to reassure the boy she was just stressed about the project.

“thanks for the number, i owe you one!” she said with her smile back, leaving the group with a sloppy excuse of having to do research for a report, or something. the second she was out of the cafeteria, she pulled her phone out and texted the number, an ignorant satisfaction settling within her.

[ SMS → 2ND PERIOD ]

what was that you said about me not ever figuring out your number?

you think you’re the only one with friends in this school, bitch? you wanna repeat what you said to me this morning, now?

[yfxjihye]

the princess and the pauper

"you know, if you were planning to fuck up the rest of my night, you could've gotten me drunk first," she scoffed at him. “why did i say yes to this again? for all i know, you could be kidnapping me right now or something, ” she tugged at his harsh grip. indeed, why did she agree to this? part of it was probably because she looked at him as a younger brother--or maybe it was because she viewed him as a malignant tumor that she just couldn’t rid herself of no matter how hard she tried. either way, she knew that she was stuck with him whether she liked it or not. 

his persistence was admirable, and his effort was beyond compare. this boy could get jihye to rob a bank with him, and take the blame for it. he always played the i’m-practically-your-little-brother card constantly, and shit, jihye was a sucker for his charisma as much as she’d hate to admit it.

“hey, you mind telling me what you’re trying to find? i swear to fucking god. i'm not in the mood to go on an adventure with you at one in the morning. do you think you’re special, ten? knocking at my door at midnight, eating my food like you own the place--wait, how’d you get in? holy shit, did you spy on some baek ho girl and get caught? are you some sort of pervert?” she began scolding him for a non-existent crime that he didn’t commit.  

she’s not gonna lie; she’s never had a dull moment with this idiot. every single thing that they’ve done together was fun, but of course, her ego was too big for her to admit this. he knew she valued their friendship (much more than she valued her friendship with anyone else), but didn’t mention this at all. she appreciated him for that. she knew that he was going to do something incredibly stupid, but she followed him anyway--which probably meant that she was the idiot here. he probably knew that too, but kept silent about it.

he had taken her on so many adventures around the school, and they were almost caught too many times for jihye to remember. she should know better by now. if ten knocks at your door after curfew, you’re supposed to ignore it because you know that boy is up to trouble. if you answer it, you’re supposed to tell him to go away--but no, she lets him in, allows him to raid her fridge, and drag her outside for some type of scavenger hunt. 

“i’m way too sleepy to be dealing with your annoying ass. i don’t wanna end up in prison for voluntary manslaughter (how ironic.),” the two make their way down the dorm, disdain is obvious in her furrowed brows.

after ten minutes of jihye nagging and tugging at ten’s strong grip on her wrist, they soon made it into the hallway of the classes held for the second years. “shit, ten, are you going to steal a project or something? why are we here?” she questioned the ‘malignant tumor.’

[yfeunji-blog]

first love.

@yfxten

For someone who has been fed with buckets of love in her whole entire life, Eunji has never once feel left out. Have you ever been loved? Yes. Have you ever love? Of course. Have you ever fall in love? The long haired girl could only laugh at the last question. “Hm, maybe?” And by that, she means no. Whether there is no boys that are good enough for her or she’s really picky when it comes to loving someone, the truth is Eunji just doesn’t fall that easily. She does meet boys here and there but not one can ever make her heart beats faster than this one. For the first time in her life, she feels something when his eyes meet hers. 

He has a very tall figure (not that this is very strange to her since everyone around her is basically a giant) to begin with and his face doesn’t look like he’s from anywhere here. Of course he isn’t, if not why would he have a hard time talking with anyone? Seeing how he’s greatly in need of help, she decides to approach him.

“Are you perhaps lost?” And that’s how her love story begins. 

Since that day, Eunji finds herself helping him with almost everything—mainly the school, showing the ways around the town and what is there to know to survive in here. They spend too much time together, sharing stories and laughter each days and she has never felt so comfortable to be around someone. There is something about him that she loves, something that makes her go giddy without any reason when she sees him and the urge of wanting to meet him whenever they’re back home. Is this how love feels like? She wouldn’t even deny that sometimes she feels the whole zoo in her stomach whenever he smiles. 

I like you. Those words sound almost unbelievable. After seeing him in places and even in her sleep, is she starting to hear things too now? This is not happening, she tells herself only to snap out from fantasy and come back to reality. I really like you. Again. Hearing the sentence for the first time causes her to laugh probably too hard (she doesn’t really want to believe this actually happens) that she begins to have tears in her eyes but the second time she hears it, she knows she isn’t hearing things. Her brown orbs stare deep into his own, her cheeks slowly flushed red in embarrassment. Oh God. Who doesn’t like Choi Eunji anyways? But this is a different story—you know the feeling of having the whole world to yourself and you’re just too happy to explain with words? That’s what she feels like right now. She would like to say she likes him too but she is more curious to what could be his reasons for liking her. After a moment of cooling herself down from this sudden shock, she turns her head to face him again. “Why do you like me anyways?” 

[yfxyunmi-blog]

“There is food in the fridge.”

                             ( sentence meme: currently accepting )

This is THE LAST TIME (!!!!) Genie gives her notes to people. To think, a guy would probably manage to learn how to handle a notebook witout ripping it during the eleven years of schooling he had to go through. But no! This idiot just had to ruin her impeccable notes by wrinkling the corners of a few pages and leaving marks from where his sweaty hands touched the notebook. If he thought Genie would not notice that the papers, on which she spent hours meticulously drawing annotated diagrams and writing all the important information that was useful not only to the first years, but also othe second and third years, were now ruined, he was v e r y wrong.

“Chittaphon Leechaiyapornkul” even though it was a mouthful, she makes sure to enunciate every single syllable of his name just so he’d know how much trouble he’s in, but the male doesn’t seem to mind. And when he replies to her by mentioning food, she doesn’t mind anymore either.

Notebook dropping out of her hands, she blindly steps over it and immediately heads to the fridge, ready to empty it all out. 

Perhaps this is enough of a consolation for ruining her notes.

[yfxkmin-blog]

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_3729439283: who orders decaf coffee ???? you are garbage !!!