โฐ หย ย ย the mansion had been a nice change of scenery for the bubbling chocolate โ headed girl. granted, she had been to better places, lived in better places, and a sudden nostalgia washed over her as she found herself missing her summer villa in the countryside of france. either what, it would do. the check would make it bearable. yeoreumโs fellow housemates had been ... tolerable, to say the least. she hadnโt really met all of them yet, and those she had met were too nice or too mean. a handful of them, however, knew who kang yeoreum exactly was and were giddy to get their own sneak peak of her capabilities too. the attention was a bonus, really. as yeoreum made her way into the kitchen to grab a bottle of iced cold water and had later plans to visit a fellow participant, the one person she wanted to avoid, appeared.
trying her best to ignore him as slim fingers plucked open the fridge, she felt the tension crawl over her skin and immediately felt nauseated. she hadnโt seen dabin since they left, and frankly, she had no intentions of seeing them ever again. not willingly, anyway. it was like the cards had been against her once she signed up for the show, but itโs not like she had to force herself to speak to them. well, until they spoke up. dark eyes flickered away from the contents of the fridge as she shut the metal door softly, finding their way to theirs and god did yeoreum just want to melt to the floor. this wasnโt just awkward, it was downright painful. a bitter smile formed on her delicate features, taking graceful strides towards the kitchen island.ย โ a pleasure ? donโt flatter yourself, dabin. you can speak for yourself but not me. as if iโd ever want to see you again, โ ย her voice held the power of thunder and she did not hesitate in letting it seep through.ย
anger wasnโt even the first emotion she felt when seeing them. it was grief, disappointment, an endless supply of sadness that seemed to linger whenever she thought of them. dainty fingers twirl a strand of her hair until she finds herself leaning against the side of the island, close but not too close to them. she couldnโt bare in mind being in a closer vicinity with dabin than she already was. yeoreumโs elbow rested on the surface of the kitchen island and she leaned the side of her sculpted face on the palm her hand, eyes peering into their soul.ย โ or what ?ย โ the air around her almost felt like it was suffocating her, the possibility of stuttering or choking on her words became a reality when the next sentence rolled off her tongue bitterly, an unforgiving scoff following afterwards.ย โ youโre gonna l e a v e me again ?ย โ
