jaeyx

[jaeyx]

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            ゛       it was the middle of the night. too early to wake up and too late to sleep after another wave of dream that messed the sense of her reality. it was not particularly a nightmare, not even a bad dream. just a vision that drained her energy and made it hard to fall back asleep for another thirty-minute long nap. therefore, instead of grappling against the impossible, tossing around the bed and waking up her roommate, jaeyi decided to start her day way too early. she left her room to visit the kitchen and grab herself a cup of coffee. overall, she imagined herself a calm morning, where she could greet the sun with her simple breakfast. however, the moment her phone's screen lightened, jaeyi knew her plans were about to be postponed. ⎯ and she was not exactly wrong, the short message of  “ i need your help, ” was just the beginning of everything.      

         ⎯  “ thank you, i was in desperate need of help, ” her friend stated as jaeyi put a piece of popcorn in her mouth. her classmate worked in a movie theatre as a part-timer, the fact was not unknown to jaeyi. that was also the reason when another worker suddenly quit that her friend called jaeyi. the weekends were always busy and the arrival of the long-awaited movie did not make things any easier.

         ⎯  “ don't mention it. you know i don't help you out of my kindness, ” jaeyi dismissed the appreciation with a wave of her hand and smile, unaware that her job would not end just by selling popcorn. as soon, another worker arrived at the scene to inform that pair that they had to do something. the next movie was about to start but appearently, one of the audiences of the previous movie still did not leave the theatre.

 “ they are crying. ” jaeyi was warned. however, she refused to believe a movie could make someone cry for so long no matter how good it was. she did not even ask the name of the movie and instead, walked into the theatre, only to find the other on the floor, crying over a movie that ended fifteen minutes ago.

         ⎯  “ excuse me. are you okay? ”

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                           ㅤ  ㅤ  ⎯  ( @hjinae ).

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[jaeyx]

pyreblooms​:

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❛  what  do  you  mean  ?  i’m  being  legitimate. ❜  he  keeps  his  innocence,  flashing  an  angelic  smile  only  to  burst  out  into  a  chuckle  a  few  seconds  later. it’s  odd. maybe  it’s  because  he’s  finding  a  rush  of  relief  after  the  unnerving  scenario,  or  maybe  it’s  the  stroke  of  deja  vu  binding  him  to  her,  but  he  seems  a  lot  more  comfortable  around  the  older  woman  today. playful,  minkyu  lifts  both  his  palms  in  defeat. ❛  you  got  me. damn,  great  thing  i’m  not  an  actor. ❜ 

 moments  later  his  hands  drop,  body  reflex  to  protect  his  delicate  sides  from  a  sudden  attack. he  misses  and  his  hands  flop  down,  the  brief  nudge  too  quick  to  cause  him  any  lasting  harm. the  fact  he’s  ticklish  is  a  secret  she’s  not  privy  to,  aware  she  only  carries  good  intention  when  she  nudges  him  in  jest. fixing  his  posture  to  relax,  shoulders  dropped,  arms  lazing,  his  eyes  glance  at  the  two  teams  in  the  distance.   

 ❛  isn’t  this  all  the  more  reason  to  join  the  other  side ?  help  the  underdogs ?  you’ll  be  fine with your brains. ❜  he  quips,  an  amused  grin  painted  on  his  face. ❛  kidding. your  offer  is  much  more  tempting. and  i’m  not  nice  enough  to  feel  pity  for  them. i  like  winning. ❜   

 classmates  tossed  the  label  of  competitive  onto  him  before. whether  in  sports  or  in  academics,  he  always  aimed  high. little  did  they  know  back  then,  he  was  a  child  looking  for  a  form  to  escape  and  society  has  taught  him  the  only  way  to  do  so  is  to  climb  to  the  top  of  the  mountain. but  the  desperation  has  nurtured  ambition. his  only  rival  is  himself,  but  he  does  like  triumphing. plus,  a  voice  tells  him  he  should  converse  even  more  with  jaeyi. ❛  we  can  crush  them.  gently.  ❜

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            ゛       his tone was wisecracker, brisk and volatile breeze that passed by her, who was in the middle of a caustic desert. the smile on her lips was no longer forced but instead, was sincere as after such a long time, jaeyi was by the side of someone, she could acknowledge as a person of his own. of course, there was no way for her to know if what minkyu showed was his real self or something the adults around shaped for him, yet, compared to others, he still managed to reflect something believable. therefore, jaeyi enjoyed the conversation they held and the humour they threw back and forth. ⎯ even when he mentioned that he could join the other team, she only elevated her eyebrow up in a questioning manner before nodding her head to demonstrate he would join the winning team anyway.     

         ⎯  “ gently? ” she almost snorted in a not so kind manner but managed to cover her gesture what seemed like a peal of short, breathy laughter.          ⎯  “ if we're going to crush anyone, we should leave an impact, don't you think so? or they would find an excuse to mock our victory. ” her gaze wandered around as she looked at the other teams, then at the door of the escape room that she could vividly remember from her dreams. it was not even confounding to her that it was her designated location.

the upside of walking in that escape room was that, due to various dreams she had been there, jaeyi was familiar with the structure and could find where the hints and exit were. the downside was that, if there happened to be a mirror, similar to those she saw in her nightmares, she had to do anything to stay calm and not show her weakness to the others.

         ⎯  “ let's go, min, we have a game to win, ” she announced soon after they were called and gave his shoulder a gentle tap of encouragement. leading the way, jaeyi did not forget to reflect her arrogance through a smirk as she wished a piece of good luck to other teams, even if she did not mean it at all. she stood by the door, checked the time that showed their hour-long mission was about to start before she gestured the door with her hand as she said to minkyu:          ⎯  “ younger generation first. ”

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[jaeyx]

ichigodr​:

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meeting people had always been a tricky thing. she had learned it the hard way. ignoring the culture shock she experienced quite a few years ago when she moved to seoul. it could have been the fact that she was an adult already, in a foreign country. so ichigo never knew what to expect of people whenever she approached them like this, like herself. big smile, friendly gestures.

it was situations like these that made ichigo pretty grateful she had decent problem solving skills. she was aware that this could have back fired, and well, escalated as well, however, she was grateful it worked out in the end. the smile tugging on her lips even wider as the girl across from her agreed to not put thing on her side either. she inwardly sighed in relieve. “thank you.” she adds with a polite bow of her head.

at the following question, ichigo shakes her head “you said you’ve waited for quite a bit, i don’t mind you leading the way.” she says, stepping to the side so the other could take the trolley and lead the way. “i’ll probably be able to pick the things i need along the way.” it didn’t really matter to her, she was going to get her turn in the end. “who knows, we might find we like same chocolate.” she jokes, wide smile still tugging on her features.

she had learned how to be a people’s person, so to say. mainly thanks to university and her bartending job. she got to work and meet many, many, many types of people. both leaving insanely good impressions and impressively bad ones. 

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            ゛       a random act of kindness, no matter how small, could make a tremendous impact on someone else's life. it seemed like the incident she was living through was about to be the epitome of the quote as the kindness of the stranger did not only helped her at the moment but also, would save jaeyi in the upcoming week as well. at least, she would get her snacks and perhaps, learn to be a bit kinder to those she had never met. the latter was questionable but jaeyi still appreciated the other's kindness as she bowed her head as well and offered a sincere thank you to her.     

         ⎯  “ thank you, you probably don't know how much trouble you saved me from, ” jaeyi stated. she surely exaggerated her situation but that was not the topic of argument. so, instead, she held the shopping cart with both of her hands and pushed it towards the sweet sections, believing the other had planned to go there as well, based on her statement.          ⎯  “ so, you like chocolates! what a coincidence, i do too. though i must admit, more than chocolates, i'm here to get those lemon biscuits they're producing for this month only.  ” she stated while leading the way.

as they agreed to share the shopping cart, jaeyi believed it only made sense for them to have a short conversation in order to avoid the awkward silence. as she could not mention anything personal to someone whose name was still unknown to her, jaeyi thought speaking of sweets and other products would make more sense. and speaking of names ⎯

         ⎯  “ i'm nam jaeyi, by the way, ” she introduced herself.          ⎯  “ i noticed i haven't asked for your name yet. since we're sharing a cart, it wouldn't hurt to know each other's names as well, right? ”

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[jaeyx]

017my​:

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          self-massaging her own neck became a daily habit when she slept as bad as her attitude. the thing about dance programs was that you’d have to get up at ridiculous times just to make it to all the dance classes. intermediate ballet this and dance theory that. and if she had a nightmare that night? well, she was damned the rest of the day. being tardy was the last thing she wanted. as she pushed her dyed blonde back, the sight of the cafeteria brought her such genuine delight. she could finally eat when all she had that day was a piece of toast that burned her mouth more than the coffee. checking her phone, she roughly had another hour before the next class.

          though, at the moment, that was the least of her problems. no matter how many times she would swipe her meal card, it’d somehow come up empty. either that or not recognize anything at all. of all the days she chose not to carry her backpack around. she’d have to start shoving her credit card in her phone case at this rate. but really, she had half a mind to shake and smash the card reader’s buttons if she had to stand there in her starvation for a minute longer.

          miyoung turned around at someone who sounded far too close not to be either talking to her or someone beside her, and she was riding solo at a ten feet radius, so it must’ve been her. when she was irritated, it was a bitch and half to tame her. but at the very least, she could control herself enough not to raise her voice. “guess you’re shit out of luck, baby bear. can’t even feed myself right now.” she hit the side of the machine both for emphasis and the sliver of hope that it’d magically work. that’d be a no. 

          when she finally got a good look at the speaker, though, she raised an eyebrow. “oh it’s you.” she glanced at the money they were holding then back up. “well if you’re cool with topping up my card first, i’ll get us both a nice platter of whatever they’re serving up today.” she glanced at the serving station. “looks like sausage stir fry and bibimbap.” 

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            ゛       there was a thick saturninity between the pair for a very brief second. such that, one could easily be blind to it as jaeyi was fast to replace her annoyance and mask it behind a smile that somehow, she hoped, looked genuine. she was not someone to mind random pseudonym thrown over her, most of the times, she did not even take notice of it and continue the casual conversation. however, when the next line happened to be nothing but  “ oh, it is you, ” jaeyi mentally took a step behind to look at her life and noticed how she was too sober for that bullsht. but it was, she had to be patient for the time being and not expect the other to apologise for publicly humiliating correcting her.     

         ⎯  “ i'm definitely cool with that, darling, ” jaeyi stated with a casual tone before she looked at the meal others already got as they passed by the pair. and added one more thing to the menu miyoung did not mention yet.          ⎯  “ and some doughnuts for dessert. sounds perfect to me.  ”

jaeyi could sense the questioning gaze of her friends as they stood by the line and wondered what was going on. however, she did not spare them any attention and instead, looked at miyoung and the meal card she had been holding.          ⎯  “ would you like to top up your card yourself or should i do it? ” she asked, holding the cash in her palm, either for the other to take it or just to give her card to jaeyi.

in all conscience, jaeyi did not have a solid plan to either earn an apology or take revenge. for the moment, she decided to focus on earning the trust of the other, perhaps learn a weakness or two. therefore, instead of waiting for an answer, she just smiled at the other and grabbed her card to top up it in a nearby machine. it took her less than five minutes to return, and on her way to front earn herself a glare from fellow schoolmates, who thought she was cutting the line ⎯ which jaeyi did not bother enough to care.

           ⎯  “ and we're good to go. ”

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[jaeyx]

pyreblooms​:

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reluctance  is  the  tar  coating  his  body,  attempting  to  seep  into  cracks  upon  skin  and  infiltrate  his  lungs. at  least,  minkyu  holds  a  stubborn  soul,  refusing  to  let  the  tendrils  planted  by  his  parents  reach  the  core. there’s  no  point  getting  frustrated. the  whims  of  his  parents  forcing  their  little  marionette  to  dance  for  the  crowd  aren’t  new,  and  while  he  boils  in  irritation,  they’re  out  there  clinking  glass  with  amused  smiles. a  waste  of  emotions. he  forces  a  grin  onto  his  face. an  escape  game  isn’t  daunting. fun,  even  and  though  the throng  isn’t  one  he  joins  unless  he  must,  they  welcome  him  with  open  arms. he  drowns  himself  in  the  amusement,  turning  his  eyes  away  from  the  black  upon  his  skin  and  lets  it  wash  off  with  each  jolt  of  excitement  pulsating  through  him.

 he  didn’t  realize  until  this  moment,  that  fate  was  pointing  at  his  back,  laughing  at  him  the  entire  time. deja  vu  buzzed  in  his  ears  since  early  on,  the  escape  game  location  brushing  too  close  to  his  dream  for  comfort. but  he’s  not  a  stranger  to  the  bizarre  impulses of  the  dreams. months  of  toiling  aside  for  research  transforms  skepticism  into  curiosity. yet  the piece,  the  tune  is  the  last  strike  to  his  patience. a  crack  oozes  onto  the  otherwise  joyous  character. minkyu’s  thankful  nobody  around  him  notices,  voices  loud  as  they  enter  the  escape  room.

 but  someone  comes  to  talk  to  him. he  turns  his  head,  fixing  his  expression  as  he  looks  into  the  eyes  of  the  older  girl. a  familiar  face  and  one  that  brings  about  a  flutter  in  his  chest  the  same  process  the  mall,  and  the  music  earlier  did. trapped  butterflies  feeding  on  flashbacks  to  a  night  of  slumber.

 he  wonders  if  this  is  his  body’s  manner  of  telling  him  she  was  in  his  dream. would  she  know?  he’ll  have  to  see. ❛  let’s  go  with  good  old  south  korea. ❜  minkyu  responds,  keeping  his  thoughts  veiled  behind  a  playful  smirk. ❛  what  about  you ?  what  brought  you  here ?  ❜

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            ゛       identification was not the same as knowing someone through and through. it did not reflect the synonymousness of familiarity. and perhaps, that was the reason behind jaeyi's ability to easily identify minkyu among the many faces that she got used to seeing growing up. it was the unfortunate trait of the society they grew in, after all. the liked to keep their circle tight and sustainable, and made it an aim for their children to do the same. every gathering meant forced smiles, shared artificial stories and hungry eyes that desperately looked for someone else's fall. their community was the leaf that danced under the thunderstorm and called it the privilege. fortunately, however, there appeared rare cases, the light of the sun that parted the storm and somehow, minkyu reminded jaeyi of that kind of cases. he carried a sense of familiarity around him but unfortunately, familiarity could blind one too.

the moment he turned to look at her, jaeyi sensed yet another wave of déjà vu. as if she had been in a similar position before, faced a ghost-like figure in her dream. she did not remember his face thought and decided to not interrogate the unknown much. instead, she blinked once, as if there was something in her eye, to shrug off the sense of familiarity and put a banterer smile on her lips.          ⎯  “ i almost forgot how good you're at dodging the questions.  ” she responded before focusing on his next question.

         ⎯  “ well, the usual. i heard they need someone smart in the team,  ” she nudged his side with her elbow in a humoristic manner.          ⎯  “ what would they do without me?  ” she added even if no one cared about the answer.          ⎯  “ do you want to join my team and save yourself from the tedious kids? we offer logic, a good sense of humour and a guarantee of winning.  ”

for some, jaeyi might sound consequential and arrogant and she would not even bother to name it a misunderstanding. as she was indeed arrogant and had a reason to be one. after coming to the place that reflected the bits of her nightmares, she had no intention to leave without winning and would like to have a close friend in her team.

[jaeyx]

ichigodr​:

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it wasn’t often that ichigo went here. she usually stuck to what the markets had to offer, or smaller convenience stores. she enjoyed carrying her backpack and store all the veggies and fruits there, however, every now and again she had to make her way to this department store. maybe a bottle of wine, sanitary products, sweets. it was a good way to also diverse her day to day life. 

yet, even with her positive outlook on visiting the place, she was quickly greeted with a mass of people she tended to avoid. well, unless it was a night club of some sort, then she wouldn’t mind the noise and the amount of people. it almost makes ichigo sigh in frustration, everyone minding their own business, not caring about those around him. it was pretty normal for a busy city like this. with another sigh, she dives into the crowd, in some sorry attempt to get a trolley. 

her eyes do land on an empty one. she doesn’t per say, bolt to it, however, you could definitely tell she was on a mission. a mission that ended quite quickly as she saw another hand grab the trolley. it makes her look up, a rather sheepish smile being returned to the tight lipped one she is given. she can’t help but blink a few times at the sentence she was given, well, explanation, and looks around, in case she would find another empty trolley. no avail.

“uhm..“ ichigo starts, looking back at the other girl “would you mind sharing it then?“ she asks, unsure of how welcome the idea would be. it wouldn't be the first time she had shared one, however, she knew the people she did that with. “i promise not to put my stuff in your half.“ she adds, clasping her hands together in a prayer position.

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            ゛       jaeyi met various types of people throughout her twenty-three years old life, enough to know good and bad were not the only categories to put people under. they were not white and black, everyone had a colour of their own and at least once in a lifetime, stepped on the grey area. therefore, it became a second nature to suspect everyone she met, not trust them easily and often, judge them based on the first impressions. she would not lie and tell others the first impressions did not matter because they did, they were like the font of the book cover that elders often warned to not judge.

therefore, instead of appearing friendly, she often tried to appear neutral to those she was yet to meet. that also explained why instead of offering the other a welcoming smile, jaeyi chose the neutral way, almost a business kind of greeting ⎯ she would dare to say. the other person, however, seemed to be the complete opposite of jaeyi, as she did not only offer a smile but also come up with a solution to both of them. was it a new way of confidence trick? she was yet to see.

         ⎯  “ sharing?  ” jaeyi found herself repeating as if doing so would add new meaning into the well-known word. she was not a stranger to sharing things but a shopping cart was a first and made her pause briefly. her gaze making a quick tour around her surroundings to see if there was any other empty cart, jaeyi was soon to notice there was none. she did not have another chance than to accept the offer ⎯ which was a lot better than arguing over a shopping cart and wait for an empty one.          ⎯  “ that would be lovely. i do promise to not put anything in your half too.  ”  an agreement was made.

looking around, jaeyi found a piece of cardboard and picked it up to place in the middle of the cart ⎯ just to adhere to the agreement. then, she looked at the other, offered her a more relaxed smile this time.          ⎯  “ would you like to lead the way or should i?  ”

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[jaeyx]

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            ゛       nam jaeyi was not a good person. if she had to put an epithet to define her dignity, she preferred to call herself a decent person. she did not forget any good deed done to her and did carry a grudge for a bad one, after all. ⎯  however, she did not hold a grudge. she cradled it. she coddled it. she fed it fine cuts of meat and sent it to the best schools. nam jaeyi nurtured her grudges for the best. so when that one classmate named it her personal responsibility to correct jaeyi publicly in class the other day, instead of showcasing her annoyance, jaeyi decided to keep it as a vivid memory somewhere in her mind and wait for the perfect moment.

and as it so happened, the perfect moment arrived sooner than she expected.

now, literature was not her best class, it was an elective she chose out of interest. there was not a rule that she, a law major, could not handle such a lecture, not when her ancient colleagues proved to be ancestries of the literature. jaeyi could still bet they made mistakes as well, perhaps, even bigger mistakes than the one she did. however, she doubted there existed a busybody that tried to correct them. there was no way for them to have someone like kwon miyoung in their lecture hall or else, they would abandon the literature for good and would not waste their time to write those books.

however, jaeyi was not as lucky as they were. she was a classmate of miyoung, whose name she learnt right after the incident, and miyoung was indeed the target of her grudge.   

         ⎯  “ is she having trouble with her meal card? ” one of jaeyi's classmates questioned and brought her attention on to miyoung. tilting her head to the side, jaeyi paused briefly as various kind of plans passed through her mind before she placed her own meal card in her pocket and pulled out cash before approaching the other with a friendly smile.

         ⎯  “ hi, sorry for bothering you but it seems like i lost my meal card and if i try to get a new one, i'll probably miss the lunch. do you mind if i give you cash and use your card? oh, and please, allow me to treat you too as a thank you.  ”

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                           ㅤ  ㅤ  ⎯  ( @017my ).

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[jaeyx]

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            ゛       the crowd of the department store was loud, violent and almost contractionary; a kind of view that was not unfamiliar to the visitors. everyone, occupied with their own business, made the store appear like a miniature version of the outside world, where everyone lived and cared for themselves. jaeyi, for sure, was not different from any of them. there to mind her own business, she nonchalantly peaked her head inside, wandered her gaze around the stores before she found the one she needed the most. the weekend meant grocery shopping, after all, and she was there to fill her empty refrigerator with proper food and even more snacks. she even had her shopping list saved in her phone, with brands and the amount of things she would buy and aimed to find each of them before they were out of stock. there was especially that one restricted production of lemon biscuits she had to but and jaeyi refused to leave the store before getting it.

thus, she walked among the crowd, in search of a cart to get. the path was copacetic and almost made her forget how there were other people there for grocery shopping. almost. the lack of shopping carts made it obvious that she had no excuse but to wait for new carts to be available.

fifteen minutes later, she was standing by the exit, tapping her foot on the ground to play an old rhythm. part of her wished to leave, instead of waiting, but it only meant spending more around the campus the following week. therefore, she forced herself to be patient and wait a bit more, and fortunately, her patience bore the fruit. once a customer left, jaeyi reached for the empty shopping cart, only then to notice someone else did the exact same. her gaze moved up to see the one, who grabbed the cart before she offered the other a tight lipped smile.    

         ⎯  “ excuse me, ” she said in a calm tone.          ⎯  “ but i've been waiting for fifteen minutes and i really need to do my grocery shopping before i lose my patience. ”

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[jaeyx]

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            ゛       a not-so empty shopping mall with all of its lights left on and its shiny linoleum floors ripe for adventure. an arcade playing tinny music, one that so familiar that it was almost impossible to not hum under one's breath if only it did not hit the wrong cord and brought a sense of annoyance.     i'm your little butterfly, green, black and blue, make the colours in the sky.    the very same song that played through her dreams echoed in jaeyi's ears as she stood among the small crowd of acquaintances by a fountain full of wishes. the scene was not strange, she had seen it so many times that jaeyi even memorised some of the stores' locations. a candy store that adorned the floor with a sweet fragrance, a trinket store with glittering, swirling, never-stopped snowglobes. for a very brief second, she thought she was in her dream, it was one of the rare hours of the day that she took a nap. however, the situation was quite different.

the ghost of her dream pattern shaped into a reality when her parents thought it would be pleasant for her to join an activity ⎯ a game of escape room. in which she was expected to work in a team and cooperatively discover clues, solve puzzles, and accomplish tasks. the idea was attractive with a variety of fictional locations and interest puzzles. however, it lost every bit of its fun the moment jaeyi noticed how similar it was to her dream.

the music had stopped, the bright lights had turned off as the line proceed to enter the escape room. and jaeyi froze on her spot for a second and looked around to see if the mirror of her nightmare would appear. fortunately, it did not, which allowed her to sigh in relief and only them take notice of the familiar face that stood in the crowd. since when jo minkyu joined such activities?

         ⎯  “ from north korea to america, what was the level of your freedom when you decided to come here? ” jaeyi asked as she stood behind the younger one and spoke like a ghost, the mischief reverberating on her tone.

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[jaeyx]

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            ゛       for one vertiginous, never-ending moment, nam jaeyi stared at the doctor to be sure she heard his statement right. he had a sympathetic and complaisant gaze and was rather stoical as he explained why she was supposed to stay in the hospital at least for twenty-four hours. it was partly because of the procedure to be sure her injury was nothing serious and partly because he knew her for years and could guess she would not pay attention to her injury once she left the hospital. after all, it was not the first time she visited him for a sprain of the ankle and that probably would not be the last. by then, it was a miracle that her ankle survived for such a long time after various injury jaeyi had been through.

         ⎯  “ i know i'm not the genius when it comes to the medical field but i sure believe no one stays at the hospital for a sprain of the ankle, ” jaeyi protested yet her statement was easily ignored. thus, she was carried into a room that she would share with a stranger ⎯ who she hoped would leave in an hour or two because as much as she had a decent skill of socialising, the present day was not perfect to meet a new person.

that being her excuse, instead of greeting the other or starting a light conversation, jaeyi turned on the tv to catch up on one of her favourite documentaries  ⎯ anything to keep her awake and away from dreams. yet, it seemed like, her companion did not share the same idea as soon she heard him questioning her taste.

         ⎯  “ oh, sorry, did you want to watch something else? ” jaeyi questioned in a sarcastic tone and pretend to look for another show, only to open a channel that showed another documentary.          ⎯  “ let's watch this one then. ” she leaned against the beadhead, a small smirk on her face and unaware that there was not only one remote control, but one per each patient.

&& with @jaeyx​

for better or for worse, it’s not hasun’s first trip to the hospital – his early, overzealous rollerblading days have gotten him fairly acquainted to bruises and sprains, but it’s definitely his first time having to stay in one for more than a couple of hours, and he’s learning well. they’d gotten him a bed and a nurse had dropped off a pudding cup that was supposed to be his snack or something, then left him to his devices. he just wanted to leave, but the diagnosis had been a minor concussion after accidentally slamming full-force into the skating rink wall, and apparently that meant he needed to be seen first. he was sure that those passerby’s who’d taken him to the hospital had meant well, but this was so inconvenient.

the room was sectioned off into two, with two beds for him and the other person who’d been unlucky enough to be stuffed in here with him. for the most part, he’d minded his own business since he’d been dropped off in here, but currently his temporary roommate was flipping through the channels on the little tv on the opposite wall, and since that’s what would be playing until he finally got out of here, he thought he should have some say in it.

“what’s showing right now?” he winces as he sits up in his head, squinting at the screen nad the show that the other had stopped on. “a documentary? can’t you put on something else?”

[jaeyx]

hello, this is blue ( 18+ , she/her ) with her muse, nam jaeyi, a law major who is lost in the dream of youth. below you can find a very short tl;dr of her alongside the useful links. do give this post a like ( follow and turn on notifications ) if you don’t mind me bothering you for plotting purposes !

゛     𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐎𝐍𝐀     ⎯   𝐏𝐋𝐎𝐓𝐒     ⎯   𝐀𝐏𝐏𝐋𝐈𝐂𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍     ⎯    𝐏𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐓     ⎯    𝐒𝐏𝐎𝐓𝐈𝐅𝐘

 ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ tl;dr

─ ⠀ ⠀ nam jaeyi, was born to prosecutors, on december 27, 1997. both of her parents own a proper reputation in the industry, hence, her father decided to pursue another career by joining the next elections. 

─ ⠀ ⠀ she is the youngest of the twins. being part of a blissful and well-to-do family gave her a chance to attend a prestigious academy from a young age and become a successful student, who will soon begin to follow her parents’ steps.

─ ⠀ ⠀ growing up, she has been often said that her biggest weapon is not only her mind but also her appearance and youth. therefore, she is extremely keen on eternal youth even now.

─ ⠀ ⠀ her teen years were decent, she did not have anything to worry about and had quite a long time in her life to get bored. thus, she found her entertainment in online communities, where people talked about books, movies, music and everything else that grabbed their interest. that's also how she came across a post about dream patterns later on.

─ ⠀ ⠀ she is a seoul national university student, majoring in law.

─ ⠀ ⠀ she has never been keen on dreams, whether they are good or bad, thus, has polyphasic sleeping habits, a dymaxion cycle; only two hours of sleep per day, in the form of thirty-minute naps every six hours. 

─ ⠀ ⠀ she has first seen her dream pattern a year ago, in the form of both good and nightmare. ever since, she has not seen it for months. on the beginning of her junior year in snu, she has begun to see the same dream almost every day.

[jaeyx]

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                                                  why do so many body parts                                                    sound like hymn: hymen,                                                   humerus, hamstring, hip,                                                   heart? or why does a hymn                                                   want so much to sound like                                                                            our bodies?

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