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            "  okay  but,  why  can't  they  just  .  .  finish  the  job  and  finish  me  ?  "  she  snorts,  trying  to  inject  humor  into  a  situation  that's  anything  but  funny  to  make  light  out  of  it.  puffing  her  cheeks  in  mild  exasperation,  she  lets  river  lift  her  effortlessly,  wincing  as  the  pain  in  her  knee  pulses.  though  oddly,  she  can  already  feel  it  knitting  itself  back  together.  his  soft  smile  slices  through  her  pity  party,  earning  a  small  smile  in  return.  "  how  do  you  even  always  manage  to  find  me  every  time,  hm  ?  "  she  asks,  knowing  full  well  the  answer  lies  in  the  bond  they  share.  something  ancient  and  enduring.  "  also,  you  look  really  cool  every  time,  did  you  know  that  ?  i  wish  i  looked  as  badass  as  you  whenever  i  try  to  take  down  those  dumb  .  .  things.  but  alas.  "  her  arms  loop  around  his  neck  with  familiarity,  letting  him  carry  her  off.

his  face  contorted  at  the  sight  of  her  knee,  wasn’t  so  sure  what  to  do  about  it–-  it  was  probably  going  to  heal  over  time he assumed.  “  i  don’t  know  where  they  came  from  but  they  weren’t  here  with  the  intent  to  kill.  mess  you  up–-  yes,  but  not  to kill.  ”  stared  into  the  direction  they  ran,  eyes  glowing  a  familiar  yellow  color.  anger  was  starting  to  brew  within  him  at  the  thought  of  letting  another  one  of  those  run  away.  he  wanted  answers  and  he  had  to  get  them  sooner.  when  he  could  feel  eyes  on  him,  river  turned  his  head  to  look  at  her  and  as  if  a  switch  was  flipped,  his  own  features  softened  and  the  sweetest  smile  graced  his  features.  “  i’ll  come  to  your  rescue,  always.  ”  he  reassured,  easily  collecting  dahee  off  the  ground,  carrying  her  bridal  style.  “  i  probably  have  a  first-aid  kit  at  home…  ”

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            someone  hand  dahee  an  oscar,  because  in  her  mind,  she  nailed  the  whole  surprised  act.  mouth  agape,  eyes  wide,  the  full  dramatic  package.  "  oh,  woah,  you  too  ?!  that's  .  .  crazy  .  .  i'm  pretty  sure  i  would've  noticed  you—  i  mean—  because  you're  so  tall,  but  then  again,  i'm  a  freshman.  are  you  also  a  freshman,  though  ?  "  the  bit  quickly  teeters  on  overkill  as  her  words  spilled  out  faster  than  she  could  catch  them.  thankfully,  she  reeled  herself  back  in  with  a  toned-down  nod  and  a  small,  polite  smile  tugging  at  the  corners  of  her  lips.  "  that's  so  cool.  what  are  the  odds  that  we'd  meet  in  this  way  ?  "  was  that  how  normal  people  talked  ?  she  hoped  so.  anxiety  buzzed  in  her  chest  as  she  overanalyzed  every  part  of  the  exchange,  hand  forming  a  nervous  little  fist  as  she  coughed  into  it.  "  y-yeah,  stuttering.  it  gets  worse  when  i'm  really  nervous,  so.  at  least  with  these  notes,  i'll  have  a  guide.  "  her  beam  was  bright  and  sincere,  clearly  relieved  she  wouldn't  have  to  improvise  anything  on  the  spot.

 in  hindsight,  maybe  sending  him  to  grab  food  would've  been  the  smarter  play,  because  dahee  didn't  even  need  to  look  up  to  feel  how  much  closer  jisung  had  gotten.  having  fed  from  him  before,  she  was  hyper-aware  of  his  presence  .  .  his  scent  burning  her  nostrils,  his  heartbeat  audible,  pulsing  in  her  ears.  she  swallowed  tightly,  eyes  glued  to  the  paper  in  front  of  her  as  she  forced  herself  to  focus.  "  i  see  .  .  "  the  reply  came  out  soft,  eyes  skimming  the  lines,  "  these  are  great  questions,  jisung  ni—  i  mean,  uh,  sunbae  ?  "  her  voice  pitched  upward  at  the  honorific,  and  in  a  brief  lapse  of  discipline,  her  gaze  flicked  up,  only  to  be  met  with  the  very  neck  she'd  once  sunk  into  not  long  ago,  now  temptingly  exposed.  the  hunger  flared,  instincts  clawing  at  her  restraint.  but  then  thankfully,  he  leaned  back,  sparing  them  both  the  awkwardness  of  a  slip-up.  "  i  think  this  should  be  good  for  reference,  do  you  tend  to  film  in  one  take,  or  can  we  take  breaks  in  between  ?  "  grounding  herself  again,  she  straightened  up  in  her  seat,  determined  to  stay  present.  "  i'm  ready  when  you  are.  "  sensing  his  gaze  linger,  she  glanced  over  at  him,  curious  about  what  might  be  running  through  his  mind.  "  by  the  way,  if  you  want  to  film  with  video  on,  i  really  don't  mind.  "  shy  as  she  was,  she  didn't  want  him  changing  his  creative  process  just  to  make  her  more  comfortable.  if  anything,  she  wanted  to  match  his  rhythm.

       took  him  a  few  seconds  to  really  react  but  the  name  of  his  university  was  said,  meaning  that  the  familiarity  that  dahee  was  giving  off  was  probably  from  having  laid  eyes  on  her  around  campus   —-   odd  though,  as  he  could've  sworn  he  would  have  remembered  a  beautiful  face  like  hers.   "  we  attend  the  same  then,  i  suppose  that's  where  i've  seen  you  before  ...  "   outing  his  own  curious  thoughts,  explaining  one  of  the  reasons  why  his  stare  had  lingered  a  bit  longer  on  her  features  than  what  most  cooperative  people  would  do,  when  having  guests  visit  their  studio  and  or  radio  /  podcast  show.   "  i  guess  not  many  reaches  out  when  you're  faceless  ?  "   knowing  many  seemed  to  avert  that  as  the  risk  of  strangers  turning  out  to  be  dangerous,  was  probably  high  and  therefore  it  was  more  inviting  to  ask  somebody  whose  face  had  already  been  shown.   "  stutter  ?  "   a  smile  of  adoration  paints  across  his  features,  dahee  currently  only  adding  more  positive  things  to  the  impression  jisung  was  having  of  her.

knowledge  of  the  reputation  going  around  school,  jisung  was  always  a  very  different  person  when  being  just  four  eyes  together  ;  life  of  the  party,  tricking  people  for  free  drinks   —-   mastering  billiard  just  for  that  particular  party  trick.  yet,  in  this  environment  he  was  very  composed,  attentive  to  every  word  and  the  smallest  of  motions  made  by  the  woman  seated  next  to  him   ;   truly  the  definition  of  not  judging  a  book  by  its  cover.  leaning  over  and  closer  to  her,  tip  of  finger  tracing  down  along  the  script  he  had  prepared  for  them  to  go  through   ;   proximity  cut in half  and  head  lifts  to  gaze  at  her  every  now  and  then.   "  these  are  some  of  the  questions  i'll  ask  you,  and  in  between  there's  rumors  or  stuff  people  have  witnessed  and  shared  ...  primarily  on  reddit.  "   gaze  locks  with  opposite  staring  hues  and  a  soft  and  genuine  smile  is  offered  to  her.   "  i'm  thinking  we  can  get  discussions  done  with  each  of  them  and  if  you  have  something  you  wanna  add  or  elaborate,  we  can  and  then  go  with  the  flow.  "   hoping  he  managed  to  cover  it  all,  he  leaned  back  into  his  seat   ;   finding  it  difficult  to  look  elsewhere  than  her,  simply  too  mesmerized  by  her.

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            a  simple  shake  of  her  head  was  all  dahee  could  manage,  unable  to  even  muster  a  proper  denial  to  the  accusation.  "  aish  .  .  "  she  muttered  under  her  breath,  taking  another  sip  of  her  drink,  careful  not  to  overdo  it  lest  the  nausea  return.  in  truth,  she'd  been  feeling  queasier  than  usual  ever  since  they  got  back,  like  no  food  or  drink  could  sit  right  in  her  stomach.  but  then  her  eyes  widened,  momentarily  distracted,  "  really  ?  what  are  the  odds  .  .  do  you  think  that  .  .  was  you  too,  in  a  prior  life  ?  "  reincarnation  wasn't  something  she  thought  about  much,  but  after  everything  she'd  recently  gone  through,  the  concept  was  becoming  familiar.  "  i'm  not  sure.  should  we  check  when  it  is  ?  "  she  asked,  already  fishing  her  phone  out  from  the  endless  depths  of  her  hermione-esque  bottomless  leather  shoulder  bag,  nodding  in  agreement,  "  that's  how  i  feel  with  you,  too  !  i  mean,  sora—  "  not  to  bring  her  up  again,  not  like  she  was  obsessed  with  her  or  anything,  "  she  and  i  figured  out  that  we  had  a  connection  in  the  past,  too.  "

౨ৎ ⋆｡˚                       hm , a topic she’d likely delve into much later ! ❛ oh , playing coy —- i see . ❜ candied giggle from cherry pout as she quickly composed herself . femmes next words had her tapping perfectly manicured fingertip against her chin , ❛ i’m not too sure , i just feel a connection with her when you’re close .. ❜ too many of her own unanswered questions lingered in her mind . ❛ i did some research the other day and found there’s an ancient myth of a moon princess named areum .. ❜ coincidence that it was her exact name ? ❛ i feel stronger at night , i wonder if i can awaken anything —- when’s the next full moon ? ❜ if it meant she could help out her friend , then it was an added bonus . now that she mentioned it —- ❛ i did feel like you were enticingly familiar ! like i knew your face in another life .. ❜ otherworldly beauty .

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            it  was  almost  comical  how  sora  accused  her  of  being  forward,  only  to  turn  around  and  completely  fluster  dahee  with  a  single  comment,  "  yaaah  .  .  you  know  i  quite  like  that  .  .  strain  of  cherryade  of  yours.  "  facts  were  being  spoken  though,  knowing  that  feeding  on  sora  only  gives  her  a  boost,  like  draven's  blood  rush  ability,  in  the  context  of  her  favorite  game.  "  it's  also  a  first  for  me  .  .  did  we  really  go  on  for  this  long  without  going  on  dates  ?  "  they  weren't  even  that  old,  yet  somehow  most  of  their  peers  seemed  to  be  dating  pros  already.  "  but  you're  doing  more  than  okay,  sora  ya.  "  she  said,  eyes  soft  as  she  watched  her  take  a  bite,  "  wait  i  think  it's  sti—  "  aaand  too  late.  molten  cheese  claimed  another  victim.  "  aigoo  ~  be  careful.  "  dahee  scolded  lightly,  brows  pinched  in  genuine  concern  as  she  nudged  her  drink  closer,  a  silent  plea  to  cool  off  the  burn.  "  i  don't  know,  really  ?  should  we  watch  a  movie  ?  or  we  could  honestly  just  take  a  nice  stroll  ?  i'd  feel  bad  if  i  asked  you  to  spend  more  !  "

౨ৎ ⋆｡˚                       bumped hips ? heart skips ! ❛ oh , how forward .. ❜ a wink and a swivel love bash back . hehe ! ❛ you drink cherryade ? you should totally come and taste mine .. ❜ code names and innuendos the ultimate key . distracted ( like the food gremlin she was ) at the croissants , she practically grabby handed the plates and took them to a table in the corner where they could snuggle up . ❛ i do have a smol , teeny tiny , itsy bitsy , ❜ pinched fingers for emphasis , ❛ .. confession to make ! ❜ leaned ( a little too ) close , palm cupped as she whispered in femmes ear , ❛ this is my first ever date .. ❜ was she doing okay ?! taking a bite of the crumbly goodness , a cheese pull stringing out as eyes widened and she let out a strained squeak from her throat , she practically cremated the top layer of her tastebuds . ❛ ow .. why do i never learn ? ❜ a fiend for cheese . ❛ so , what else would you like to do on this fabulous date day ? you pick and i’ll treat ! ❜

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            dahee  held  his  gaze,  eyes  soft  but  steady,  determined  to  let  her  sincerity  speak  volumes.  as  shy  as  she  typically  was  around  strangers,  there  was  nothing  awkward  about  this.  how  could  there  be,  when  every  part  of  her  seemed  to  remember  him  from  a  life  already  lived  ?  the  connection  between  them  burned  far  too  brightly  for  discomfort  to  exist.  still,  a  flicker  of  her  bashful  nature  made  a  brief  appearance  before  she  reached  up,  brushing  her  thumb  across  the  corner  of  his  lip  to  gently  wipe  away  the  red  smear.  "  it  made  me  feel  sad  to  see  everything  you  had  to  go  through.  but  i'm  glad  that  i—  well,  minsun,  "  she  clarifies  with  the  faintest  smile,  already  imagining  the  phantom  scolding  if  minsun  were  truly  here,  though  something  about  him  seemed  to  calm  that  inner  voice.  "  was  there  to  help  you  out  with  your  tough  situation.  "  the  words  spill  freely,  heartfelt,  and  she  only  realizes  a  moment  too  late  that  her  hand  is  still  cradling  his  cheek,  thumb  lightly  tracing  the  edge  of  his  lips.

 the  pressure  on  her  thighs  startles  her  at  first,  causing  her  to  tense  up  instinctively.  but  the  tension  melts  as  quickly  as  it  came,  soothed  by  the  familiar  warmth  of  his  touch,  and  a  small  laugh  escapes  her  lips.  "  you're  thirsty  again  ?  is  it  really  that  hard  to  resist,  the  bloodlust  ?  "  a  hint  of  playfulness  dancing  in  her  tone  despite  the  very  real  curiosity  in  her  wide,  questioning  gaze.  being  new  to  all  of  this,  and  now  having  someone  she  could  actually  ask,  her  head  tilts  slightly,  as  if  searching  for  answers  in  his  face.  but  his  next  move  catches  her  completely  off-guard,  his  face  far  too  close,  his  words  heavy.  dahee  can  almost  hear  her  own  heart  drumming  in  her  ears.  "  then,  "  she  manages  after  a  hard  swallow,  her  throat  feeling  like  it  was  lined  with  sandpaper,  "  you  can  have  as  much  of  me  as  you  want.  "  the  confession  slips  out  with  surprising  ease,  and  even  she  is  taken  aback  by  her  own  boldness.  what  she  meant  exactly,  she  left  for  dohyun  to  decide.

 but  reality  has  a  habit  of  interrupting,  and  the  moment  she  hops  off  the  table,  a  fellow  member  of  the  school  paper  comes  strolling  in.  with  a  quick  bow  and  a  shy  smile,  dahee  keeps  her  cool,  reaching  for  dohyun's  wrist  as  she  murmurs,  "  excuse  us.  "  no  need  to  stage  a  live,  possibly  bloody  performance  in  front  of  unsuspecting  company.  once  they're  out  in  the  corridor,  she  turns  to  him  without  missing  a  beat.  "  let's  go  to  your  place.  "  her  voice  is  calm,  but  there's  a  clear  urgency  underneath.  after  all,  this  wasn't  the  kind  of  conversation  that  could  happen  in  the  open.  certainly  not  at  her  place  either,  where  siblings  lurked  like  nosy  shadows.  slipping  her  hand  into  his,  dahee  offers  him  a  gentle  nod,  her  voice  a  whisper.  "  lead  the  way,  dohyun  ah.  "  nerves  creep  up  again,  buzzing  beneath  her  skin  as  they  walk  side  by  side  through  the  crowd  of  students,  none  the  wiser  to  the  storm  that  had  just  passed  and  the  one  quietly  brewing  between  the  two.

       gaze  were  observing  the  femme  through  hooded  lids,  stare  holding  a  mixture  of  desire  and  the  greed  there  was  compulsively  consuming  him  slowly,  the  taste  of  her  lingering  on  dohyun's  tongue  and  it  took  everything  to  not  dip  head  forward  for  another  feast.  in  fact,  it  scared  him  just  how  eager  nerves  were  itching  to  just  push  forward  and  give  into  the  needs,  currently  washing  over  him   —-   that  losing  sense  of  control  which  hadn't  happened  since  his  sire  was  training  him  to  become  nothing  but  a  cold-hearted,  selfish  vampire.

what  keeps  him  level-headed  and  grounded,  was  the  look  dahee  was  sending  him   ;   something  so  mesmerizing  about  her  eyes  and  the  way  her  body  had  seemed  to  tense  up  against  his  own,  legs  doing  the  smallest  of  squeezes  around  waist  but,  everything  was  caught  by  him   —-   all  of  it  helping  him  stay  sane  in  the  midst  of  his  turned  appearance.   "  how'd  it  make  you  feel  ?  seeing  everything  ...  "   curiosity  lacing  his  voice  but,  fingertips  were  tracing  at  exposed  skin  at  her  thigh,  platted  skirt  resting  higher  due  to  their  given  position  and  knee  highs.  the  question  almost  sends  him  into  an  overdrive,  fingers  gripping  around  her  thigh  as  hips  are  instinctively  pushing  forward   ;   pearly  whites  capturing  plumb  bottom  lip,  fangs  out  and  causing  a  small  rip  of  his  flesh  there.   "  don't  tempt  me  right  now,  dahee-ah.  "   knowing  he  wouldn't  be  able  to  hold  back  at  all,  dohyun  would've  let  go  of  anything  having  held  him  back  just  now.

the  clock  is  almost  traumatically  making  him  withdraw  his  fangs,  eyes  turning  back  to  normal  instantly  and  yet,  homme  doesn't  make  any  movement  of  leaving  the  position.  instead,  hand  comes  up  between  them  and  allows  thumb  and  index  finger  to  grasp  her  chin,  leaning  forward  to  murmur  out  subtly   ;   lips  dangerously  close  on  touching  hers.   "  you've  made  me  an  addict  of  you  now,  just  letting  you  know.  "   gaining  strength  to  finally  pull  away  from  her  and  the  warmth  they  had  created  was  completely  gone  within  a�� second,  but  still  on  fire  in  places  there  shouldn't  be  explored  when  on  school  grounds.   "  want  to  go  somewhere,  or  do  you  have  classes  now  ?  "   hoping  they  could  be  alone  more,  to  keep  exploring  the  hidden  meanings  of  this  connection  but,  reality  hit  them  like  a  rock  out  of  nowhere.   "  i  got  a  free  period  now.  "   a  small  hint,  his  apartment  not  being  too  far  from  campus  but,  at  the  same  time  he  didn't  quite  trust  himself  to  be  alone  with  her  for  another  minute   —-   too  much  greed  lingering.

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            her  night  wasn't  supposed  to  spiral  into  this  chaos.  she  only  meant  to  pull  another  classic  last-minute  cramming  session  (  what  else  is  new  ?  )  for  an  important  quiz  the  next  day,  followed  by  a  quick  shower  at  home  before  heading  straight  back  to  campus.  dahee  had  played  out  this  routine  a  thousand  times  before,  but  tonight  had  other  plans.  because  unbeknownst  to  her,  a  random  man  had  followed  her  home.  and  so,  there  she  was,  trembling  behind  a  dumpster  in  a  dark  alley,  breath  shallow  as  she  hid  from  the  very  man  who  had  chased  her  down.  '  stop  hiding  from  me,  little  lady,  '  came  his  voice.  low,  menacing,  and  dripping  with  malice.  inside  her  head,  minsun  was  yelling,  practically  losing  it,  begging  her  to  use  the  one  thing  she'd  always  refused  to  embrace  .  .  her  strength.  but  as  the  footsteps  grew  louder,  closer,  heavier,  dahee  realized  she  had  no  choice.  "  i  said  stay  away  from  me  !  "  her  voice  roared  back,  deep  and  otherworldly,  so  much  so  that  it  startled  even  her.  and  before  she  could  second  guess  herself,  she  launched  a  kick  into  the  metal  dumpster  in  front  of  her,  sending  it  flying  almost  comically  and  watching  it  crash  into  the  man,  hurling  him  across  the  street  like  he  was  a  ragdoll.

 dahee  stood  frozen,  stunned  by  the  sheer  force  of  what  she  had  just  done.  yes,  she  was  in  possession  of  that  kind  of  power,  but  more  pressingly,  someone  else  had  seen  it.  because  there,  just  a  few  paces  away,  stood  a  man  in  the  darkness,  completely  still,  like  he'd  stumbled  into  a  live-action  film.  "  o-oh  .  .  "  she  stammered,  voice  small,  eyes  wide,  "  did  you  .  .  happen  to  see  everything  ?  "  her  throat  bobbed  with  a  nervous  gulp.  

[daheeful]

psa !

𐚁 ݁. . .         ooc !! hello  helllo  !  just  wanted  to  give  a  heads  up  that  i  might  be  considerably  slower  on  the  replies  side  for  both  my  blogs  within  the  next  couple  days  until  tuesday  next  week.  i'll  be  going  on  an  overseas  trip  to  go  exploring,  plus  see  enha  ( AGAIN ) in  concert  soo  yesss  !!  so  consider  this  my  apology  in  advance  🥺🙏

[daheeful]

            when  dahee  started  eavesdropping  on  their  conversation,  she  had  expected  to  be  just  a  bystander,  not  a  frickin  active  participant  in  the  argument.  when  the  male  pointed  to  her,  her  brain  didn't  quite  compute  it  just  yet.  and  when  he  took  a  step  closer  and  physically  reeled  her  in,  she  was  too  stunned  to  react.  mouth  slightly  parted,  eyes  wide,  heart  rate  somewhere  near  panic  attack.  first  of  all,  what  ?  and  also,  what  ?  either  this  man  was  unhinged,  unbelievably  bold,  or,  maybe  both  ?  and  the  crazier  part  is  that,  she  somehow  ended  up  playing  along.  "  k-kiss  .  .  right  now  ?  "  she  can  feel  the  daggers  coming  out  of  the  eyes  of  what  she  had  assumed  was  his  girlfriend,  or  ex  ?  still,  dahee  rose  to  the  occasion,  literally,  standing  on  her  toes  to  plant  the  world's  most  awkward  peck  on  his  lips.  sue  her,  this  wasn't  exactly  her  usual  tuesday  night.  "  l-like  that  ?  "  she  asked,  flashing  him  a  sheepish  grin,  just  as  the  aforementioned  girl  started  stomping  their  way  with  balled  fists.  "  if  you're  trying  to  make  your  girl  jealous,  i-  i  think  it's  working,  she's  coming  up  to  us,"  she  added  through  a  tight-lipped  smile,  couldn't  blame  the  chick,  really.  he  was  quite  a  looker.  arms  hooking  around  his  neck,  she  attempts  to  sell  the  bit  more.

           of  course  his  ex  had  to  be  there  to  stir  up  some  drama  around,  his  ex  was  crazy,  out  of  her  mind  and  making  up  things  that  weren't  even  real.  even  now  hyunsoo  was  telling  his  ex  to  leave  and  saying  she  wasn't  welcome  but  of  course,  she  was  stubborn  as  ever  and  was  giving  an  attitude.  ❛  i  don't  want  you,  i'm  dating  someone  else  now.  i  will  never  want  you  back,  why  would  i  want  you  when  i'm  happy  with  someone  else.  ❜  he  says,  of  course  that  was  a  lie  but  he  was  trying  to  get  rid  of  his  ex.  "  sure  you  have  a  new  girl,  who  is  it  ?  i  don't  see  her  anywhere.  "  his  ex  speaks  up,  her  nasally  voice  irritating  last  of  his  nerves.  ❛  she  is  right  there.  ❜  he  says,  pointing  towards  the  female  standing  in  the  corner  awkwardly,  hyunsoo  was  already  feeling  bad  for  the  random  girl.  ❛  that's  my  girl.  ❜  he  chuckles  and  walks  over,  his  gaze  on  the  female  and  he  doesn't  stop  until  he  was  close  enough,  his  hand  finding  it's  way  on  the  middle  of  her  back  and  pulling  her  closer.  ❛  kiss  me.  ❜  he  says,  leaning  down  as  he  whispers  this  time.  ❛  i  need  you  to  kiss  me.  ❜

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            didn't  even  notice  that  she  had  been  smiling,  as  it  had  been  an  unconscious  effort  from  dahee's  end.  "  h-huh  ?  what  smile  ?  "  she  plays  it  off,  reverting  her  expression  back  to  a  deadpan,  you  know,  her  usual.  but  areum's  next  words  make  her  sit  up  a  little  straighter,  her  already  large  eyes  going  cartoonishly  wider,  "  really  ?  you  think  you've  met  her  before  .  .  ?  "  it  was  oddly  comforting,  having  someone  else  tangled  in  the  bizarre  tapestry  of  her  life,  especially  after  thinking  she'd  been  alone  in  the  weirdness  for  so  long.  "  maybe  ?  and,  well,  i  finally  got  an  actual  answer  as  to  why  that  might  be  .  .  "  dahee  pauses,  sipping  from  her  straw  like  she  was  delivering  a  plot  twist,  "  apparently  i  look  just  like  her—  like,  freakishly  so.  "

౨ৎ ⋆｡˚                       caught on the way femmes smile brightened and while areum had never been one to delve into another’s business , she couldn’t help but wonder . ❛ what was that little smile for ? ❜ slight teasing tone in warm and calming voice . eyes widened at the others cackle —- hadn’t ever heard such an octave emanate from that pretty pout . ❛ my own memories slightly hazy but i feel a connection to her .. ❜ a confession she’d been meaning to delve into for some time now , but had never had the chance . ❛ i guess you’re merged together in some sort of celestial way ? the universe has entwined you by fate .. ❜

[daheeful]

            dahee's face lights up at hana's ' dream, ' clearly amused by her unnie's response, " honestly ? in this economy, that sounds like the dream. either that or being born a nepo baby. but sadly, we don't get to choose our family. " she giggles into her hand, giving her shot glass a lazy swirl before knocking it back, relishing the burn as it slides down her throat. " but hey, it's not too late, right ? imagine meeting someone absolutely loaded who just tells you to toss your bills out the window because he's got it covered. would you say yes ? " she throws out another hypothetical query, head tilting with playful curiosity. " and i mean, like, obscenely rich. cartoon-villain rich. "

Hana loved that Dahee had a dream, even if it was a little hard to achieve in the current workforce moving away from magazine writing and everything becoming digital. She didn't have the heart to tell the younger woman that she'd probably end up in the same position as her, stuck in a job that she wasn't passionate about, but paid the bills. "Me? If I could start over again, I'd marry rich and not have to worry about working at all. That's in a perfect world...but I would have worked harder on finding what I'm passionate about and trying harder to pick a job in that field. You know what? Your first idea sounds better, try to bribe the nerd in to tutoring you. I bet they'd be happy to work with you."

[daheeful]

            "  i—  lowkey  think  my  right  knee  is  completely  done  for,  "  dahee  groans,  propping  herself  up  on  her  elbows  with  a  dramatic  pout.  doesn't  matter,  she  knows  it'll  heal  eventually,  but  right  now  standing  was  not  an  option.  "  where  did  they  even  come  from  ?!  aish  .  .  "  why  does  she  keep  ending  up  in  these  absurd  scenarios.  honestly,  it's  getting  old.  "  thank  you  for  saving  me  .  .  again.  "  her  features  soften,  lips  curling  into  a  quiet  smile  as  her  gaze  rests  gratefully  on  him.

୭˚. ᵎᵎ a random starter for @daheeful !

“  are  you  hurt?  do  you  need  help  standing  up–  ”  ran  up  to  her,  transforming  back  into  his  human  form,  kneeling  on  one  knee  beside  her  and  making  sure  she  was  unharmed.

[daheeful]

           for a moment, dahee truly thought she was about to be ditched, internally debating whether she had misunderstood the time, place, or the entire arrangement. she was just about to scroll through her brief, polite message thread with silas when the low rumble of an approaching engine reached her ears. " no worries at all. for a second there, i thought i was about to be ghosted. " she laughs, dipping her head in polite thanks before slipping into his car, buckling up both literally and emotionally for whatever wild ride they were about to embark on. " i'm sure. " no trace of doubt clung to dahee. she had waited far too long for this chance to understand the entity squatting in her psyche. and curiously, though not unwelcome, minsun was silent once again. " are you having second thoughts ? "

𝜗𝜚    ࣪  ˖  °               “   m’sorry i’m late,   ”   silas murmured a quick apology as he exited the car,  a dazed look in his eyes as there was a pale glow around his skin.  he moved to the other side of the vehicle to open the door for dahee to enter,  ready to face the fate that awaited them inside the castle.  silas had been running from the past for far too long. that didn't make the ensuing confrontation any easier, though, as he’d spend ten minutes trying to regulate his breathing with his car hastily parked on the side of some road.  being reminded of minsun in such an unexpected manner had left a bigger mark on him than he’d originally expected,  her death still tormenting his soul.  getting inside of the car,  he clenched his hands around the steering wheel.   “   are you sure you want to get involved in this   ?   we’d technically be trespassing,  which could get you in a lot of trouble.   ”

[daheeful]

            every fiber of her being screams to awaken that buried, untouched super strength. something she's never used and never planned to, but would happily use to knock the creep out. when someone grabs her arm, she nearly swings on reflex, assuming he's part of a sleazy duo, but the moment his words register, she realizes he's trying to play hero. " oh, sorry . . schedule ran late. " dahee shoots him a smile, stiff and unsure, not exactly a seasoned actress when it comes to playing the part of someone's ' girlfriend '— at least, that's what she assumed this was. once they'd put some distance between themselves and the creeper, dahee lets out a short scoff at his scolding, " my father also wants me to pass my classes. " she deadpans, giving him a once-over. ❛ that guy's odd, ❜ minsun pipes up from her mental sidelines, and dahee swallows a little harder, eyes still on him. " but, i suppose, a thank you is due ? so, thank you. " she adds with a small, respectful nod. " you're not a superhero or anything, are you ? " strange question, sure, but pretty standard in dahee's world.

𝜗𝜚    ࣪  ˖  °               he’d been following the man around for a couple of days now,  strangely intrigued by the black goo that seemed to follow him around energetically.  while he’d gotten used to the rot of sin,  he’d never seen a human be so…   unapologetic about it.  this guy meant chaos and destruction,  in the most unpleasant way possible.  the girl,  however,  was a light.  lucien had to do a double take to ensure his eyes weren’t deceiving him.  yet her heart,  her   sweetness   was unmistakable.  his body seemed to react on its own,  leaving the comfort of the shadows and grabbing her arm before anyone else could get to her.   “   there you are,  angel,  you’re late.   ”   he held his breath as the man walked past them,  albeit with his smell souring tremendously.  and perhaps lucien found it rather amusing how much he’d inconvenienced the other. when danger passed, he turned to the stranger to scold her.   “   you shouldn’t be out here so late.  didn’t your father teach you there’s bad people out there   ?   ”

[daheeful]

            supposes  that  the  best  plan  of  action  was  to  head  back  to  the  hotel  and  rinse  off  the  chaos,  so  dahee  agrees  without  hesitation,  fingers  laced  with  hers  as  they  walk.  the  whole  ordeal  had  been  haunting,  no  way  around  that,  but  sora's  presence,  warm  and  steady  beside  her,  made  it  easier  to  breathe.  it  was  her  sunshiney  aura,  that  offbeat  humor  she  always  carried  in  her  pocket,  and  a  kind  of  unwavering  support  that  made  dahee  feel,  well,  for  lack  of  a  better  descriptive  phrase,  at  home.  was  it  strange  to  feel  something  like  that  for  sora  ?  maybe.  she's  had  a  couple  (  literally,  two  )  best  friends  in  her  life,  but  she's  never  felt  like  this  toward  any  of  them.  it  was  unfamiliar  territory,  sure,  but  one  she  welcomed  all  the  same.

 after  sora's  bathroom  concert  which  she  enjoyed  and  a  much-needed  shower  that  made  her  feel  a  bit  more  like  an  actual  human  being,  the  duo  found  themselves  in  a  quaint ��local  café.  thank  the  stars  for  rural  life,  because  the  café  was  empty.  totally  unlike  the  sea  of  sardines  they  would've  faced  in  seoul.  once  settled  in,  dahee  simply  sat  there,  staring  the  book  down  like  she  expected  it  to  come  alive  and  start  narrating  itself.  "  i'm  .  .  kind  of  nervous,  "  she  finally  admits,  flashing  sora  a  sheepish  smile.  "  i  don't  know  if  i'm  ready  for  this.  but  then  again  ?  am  i  ever  going  to  be  ?  "

 with  a  deep  breath  and  a  quick  glance  at  sora,  drawing  strength  from  her  like  a  human  battery  pack,  she  flips  open  to  the  first  page.  nothing  but  the  title.  flipping  again,  she  lands  on  the  next  page  and  is  immediately  hit  with  a  visual  punch  to  the  gut.

 "  i—  that's  .  .  me,  no  ?!  "  her  eyes  widen  to  its  limit,  finger  hovering  over  the  black-and-white,  vignette-filtered  photo  of  a  female  wearing  a  very  traditional  royal  hanbok,  headpiece  and  all,  smiling  at  her  as  if  to  say  '  surprise  !  '.  "  what  the  heck  ?  "  the  shock  sends  a  chill  down  her  spine.  all  this  time,  her  dreams  had  played  out  from  a  first-person  view—  so  she'd  never  once  seen  minsun's  face.  "  sora  ya  .  .  wah,  this  is  so  scary.  is  this  why  she  chose  me  ?  "  her  hand  shoots  up  to  her  mouth,  trying  not  to  let  the  spiraling  show  on  her  face.

 it  was  the  kind  of  revelation  that  answered  everything  and  yet  somehow  opened  an  entirely  new  can  of  worms.  "  okay,  i  am  her. am  i  her,  then  ?  in  another  life  ?  should  i  keep  reading  ?  i'm  freaked  out  as  heck  right  now.  "  a  shaky  laugh  escapes  her  lips,  more  disbelief  than  humor,  and  still,  her  fingers  move  to  turn  the  page.  the  moment  she  does,  the  once-foreign  symbols  shift  and  twist  into  hangul  right  before  her  eyes,  and  she  keeps  reading.  "  it  says  here,  she  was  queen.  we  knew  that  already  .  .  but  she  apparently  ruled  during  the  goryeo  period  .  .  "  electricity  surges  through  her  veins,  heart  racing  to  keep  pace  with  the  flood  of  revelations  spilling  off  the  page.

౨ৎ ⋆｡˚                       once she was 100% dahee verified , she held her hands out in front of her almost in a surrender type of way . ❛ what in the actual fuck was all of that ?! ❜ like a mash up between a horror and an action movie —- hadn’t betted on such an adventure filled afternoon ! kinda enjoyed it though ..

❛ aye , you think i look cool ?! ❜ flicked her hair over her shoulder in a sassy manner ; why thank you ! but feeling the fox within stir as a slight warning only made her pout . they didn’t have the same telepathy .. thing minsun and dahee had . just feelings and emotions . it was in fact chiyo that looked cool —- sora didn’t have a bone in her body that could match that terminology . the feeling of femmes fingers interlacing with her own stirred emotions that she hadn’t even felt toward someone before . oh ? those were butterflies . had to bite back the shy smile threatening to showcase on pretty visage .

once they were out of the damned dungeon , sora gazed at the palace in longing before turning back to dahee . ❛ i still think we should explore inside even if it’s a guided tour but .. ❜ turned to look at their bloodied attire with a nose scrunch , ❛ not like this ! ❜ tried to formulate a plan , ❛ let’s shower at the hotel and then go to a cafè to figure out everything in this book .. ❜ the thickness of its spine daunting but , it held the key to the queen residing in her besties conscience . they could revisit after ( she hoped ) some memories were brought to the surface .

it didn’t take long for them to shower —- needed after sora’s incessant rendition of the tiktok classic , ❛ stinky little baby , you need a shower , stinky little baby , you smell real sour .. ❜ was pretty sure she was cruising for a heart thwack upside the head if she wasn’t careful . as dahee had been showering , she’d been navering some of the best cafè’s in the region ; wouldn’t settle for less than five stars . upon finding one , she pinned its location and it wasn’t long before they were headed toward it with the book safely tucked in a bag . felt a little nerve wrecking carrying an ancient rune around with them .

once settled into the back area of the cafè , pastries and drinks ordered —- sora had chosen one of the computers to sit at . didn’t know how much would be on the net but it was worth a try . someone somewhere may know the history of her reign . ❛ the absolute dust on that thing .. can’t believe those zombie creeps didn’t do a bit of housework while they were down there . ❜ unbelievable . one job . allowed dahee all the time in the world to come to terms with everything . this was a significant situation in her life and sora was there to support .

[daheeful]

            "  no  i'm  not,  what  the  heckie.  "  she  vehemently  denies,  wanting  to  be  the  poster  child  of  cool,  calm  and  collected  in  any  situation.  though  dahee  must  admit  that  this  has  been  one  of  the  hardest  to  keep  herself  together.  "  i'm  going  to  force  myself  to  eat  it  even  if  it's  the  last  thing  i  do.  "  why  did  she  allow  to  let  minsun  in  again  ?  sighs.  in  any  case,  she  steps  into  the  quaint  shop,  welcomed  by  the  cold  air  blowing  from  the  ac  unit—  which  she  was  thankful  for.  dahee  hurriedly  tries  to  grab  her  debit  card,  only  to  be  beaten  to  it.  "  aish,  i'll  get  the  bill  next  time,  mark  my  words.  "  an  empty  threat  is  catapulted  her  date's  way,  bumping  her  hip  with  hers.  "  you  did  ?!  i'd  still  like  to  see  it-  edible  or  not.  i  mean  come  on,  i  drink,  "  she  lowers  her  voice  a  couple  notches,  so  as  not  to  instill  fear  in  the  poor  employees  working  in  front  of  them,  "  .  .  people's  blood,  "  and  reverts  to  her  usual  tone  (  which,  isn't  even  that  loud  to  begin  with  ),  "  so  i'm  sure  it'll  be  fine  !  and  no,  of  course  not  .  .  how  can  it  be  cliche  when  this  is  the  first  time  i've  ever  received  one  ?  "  

౨ৎ ⋆｡˚                       was that —- ❛ miss dahee .. are you perhaps blushing ? ❜ nudge with her shoulder but keeping their fingers locked tight . ❛ can you taste anything at all or does it just not have the same effect ? ❜ not to be dramatic —- but , she’d die ! if she didn’t get to chomp on the latest delicacies because they tasted a bit naff —- then , what was the point ?! ❛ treat yourself , that croissant is totes calling your name ! ❜ her own tummy grumbled and she couldn’t help but feel a little shy as she offered a sheepish grin . ❛ two ham and cheeses , please ! ❜ the eagerness in her tone toward the lady serving them as she tapped her card ; birthday girl was going to be spoilt ! ❛ i may or may not have baked you a cake as well but it might be a good thing that you can’t taste it ! ❜ wasn’t exactly gordon ramsay . ❛ the letter wasn’t too clichè , right ? ❜ twirling a lock of hair around index finger as she gazed through dark lashes .

[daheeful]

            she  had  no  doubt  now  that  she  shared  a  great  deal  of  minsun's  emotions.  and  while  her  dreams  painted  them  as  polar  opposites,  dahee  understood  more  than  ever  that  she  was,  in  many  ways,  minsun's  extension.  the  visions  made  that  crystal  clear.  the  one  thread  that  bound  them  tighter  than  fate  was  empathy.  for  years,  she'd  cast  minsun  as  some  hungry  egotist,  turning  others  just  to  be  adored  and  followed  like  a  deity.  but  witnessing  what  she  did  for  dohyun  peeled  away  those  assumptions,  revealing  someone  layered,  vulnerable,  and  deeply  capable  of  love.

 fast  forward  to  now,  and  that  one,  simple  act  of  him  feeding  on  her  unleashed  a  storm  of  emotions  she  hadn't  prepared  for.  something  primal,  maybe  even  possessive,  flickered  to  life.  she  wanted  to  stay  by  his  side,  make  sure  he  was  safe,  because  now  she  understood—  minsun  had  wanted  that  too.  "  everything.  "  she  breathes,  a  quiet  confirmation  that  she  grasped  the  emotional  weight,  the  history,  the  ache  between  him  and  minsun.  her  heart  beat  like  a  drum,  whether  from  the  bloodletting  or  him  lingering  so  close  to  her,  she  couldn't  be  sure.  when  he  dipped  back  to  her  neck,  lapping  gently  at  the  puncture  wounds,  another  shiver  rippled  down  her  spine,  and  lower  still.  something  stirred  inside  her,  and  quite  alarmingly,  between  her  thighs,  in  a  way  she  had  never  felt  before.  "  hmm  ?  "  she  murmured,  dazed,  catching  only  fragments  of  his  words  between  the  haze  of  sensation.

 when  his  explanation  finally  landed,  her  eyes  grew  wide,  lips  parting  slightly  in  surprise,  "  r-really  ?  feeding  on  me  can  do  that  for  you  ?  "  her  voice  a  soft  awe,  thrilled  to  know  she  could  affect  him  so  deeply.  jolting  slightly  as  clarity  returned,  she  slowly  let  her  legs  slip  from  around  his  waist,  face  reddening  with  the  realization  of  how  entwined  they  had  become.  "  d-do  you,  would  you  want  more  ?  "  she  asked,  voice  trembling  with  sincerity,  eyes  glassy  with  emotion.  reaching  for  her  phone  on  the  table,  she  turned  on  the  front  camera,  inspecting  the  faint,  already  healing  marks  on  her  neck.  and  then,  right  on  cue,  the  school  bell  rang,  slicing  through  the  moment.  "  w-we. . .  should  probably  go.  someone  might  come  in  to  work  on  the  school  paper.  "  she  adds,  trying  to  recover  some  sense  of  composure,  though  her  body  and  heart  were  both  far  from  calm.

       taste  of  crimson  fluid  was  one  like  he  had  never  before  encountered,  almost  as  if  he  was  on  a  whole  different  high,  intoxicated  with  the  strength  hidden  in  the  lines  of  blood  —-  scent  and  flavour  of  minsun  hinted  as  every  new  swallow  of  her  substance.  causing  him  to  go  through  a  trip  down  memory  lane,  from  when  cold  chains  were  keeping  him  hostage  in  the  darkness  of  a  hole  in  the  ground,  to  torture  whenever  he'd  reject  any  of  the  wishes  his  sire  had  in  store  for  him   ;   all  the  way  to  the  very  moment  where  dohyun  was  freed  by  an  angel,  having  appeared  as  one  the  very  day  where  the  male  was  slowly  losing  himself  to  the  demands  of  his  sire.  hopeless  and  alone  sending  him  into  a  state  of  just  accepting,  that  would've  been  his  fate  hadn't  minsun  reached  her  hand  out  to  him,  aiding  him  to  see  a  better  world  —-  despite  it  all.

acceptance  in  form  of  legs  embracing  small  of  his  waist,  completely  uniting  the  two  of  them  while  his  eyes  remained  closed,  lost  in  taking  his  time  with  perceiving  every  droplet  of  blood  touching  his  taste  buds   ;   hadn't  dahee  spoken  dohyun  was  uncertain  whether  he  could've  pulled  away  himself.  so  addictively  sweet  and  granting  him  with  a  whole  new  ability  to  sense  his  surroundings   —-   heels  clinking  on  the  pavement  outside at the  other  side  of  the  street,  a  person  at  the  school  library  turning  a  page  in  their  book  of  choice.  strengths  that  dohyun  had  never  had  prior  to  being  fed  by  another  vampire,  not  something  he  did  often  neither.  the  mentioning  of  her  witnessing  the  entire  timeline  his  own  mind  went  through,  makes  him  pull,  unwillingly,  away.  wanting  more,  greed  in  him  appearing  due  to  just  how  compulsive  he  was  getting  due  to  her  taste.

finger's  grip  on  her  hair  lessened,  palm  at  her  lower  back  gliding  to  instead  rest  at  the  top  of  her  thigh  and  he  pulls  back,  traces  of  crimson  colouring  his  lips  in  a  shade  of  dark  red  ;  fangs  on  display  and  eyes  having  turned  red  as  this  wasn't  just  his  disguise  anymore.  dohyun  was  full  on  showing  his  actual  vampire  self  to  the  woman.   "  e-everything  ?  "   murmurs  softly,  almost  out  of  breath  as  he  hadn't  taken  much  of  a  break  to  inhale  oxygen  while  feeding.  gaze  falls  down  to  the  puncture  marks  now  evident  on  her  nape,  inching  forward  and  allows  tongue  to  lap  up  the  trail  of  blood  tickling  down  to  pool  at  her  collar  bone  instead  ;  fingers  gripping  her  thigh  right  at  the  taste  of  her  again.   "  i  hear  people  on  the  other  side  of  the  street  ...  a  ball  being  kicked  in  the  park  of  university   —-   i  think  ...  maybe  ...  you've  just  heightened  my  strengths,  dahee-ah.  "   sharing  the  new  experience  felt  natural,  both  having  a  shared  curiosity  about  one  another  whereas  dahee  seemed  new  in  the  world  of  being  a  vampire.

[daheeful]

            she  was  almost  certain  her  entire  face  had  turned  crimson  by  then,  the  flush  creeping  down  to  her  neck.  and  as  if  on  cue,  the  damned  bloodlust  made  its  unwelcome  return,  even  though  she  had  just  fed  the  night  before.  "  oh,  that's  really  good  to  hear.  i'm  glad  you  enjoy  the  topic  so  much."  she  beams,  pleasantly  surprised  by  his  interest,  and  more  than  happy  to  dive  into  the  subject  of  vampirism  any  time.  following  him  inside,  she  tries  her  best  to  ignore  minsun's  relentless  commentary  echoing  in  her  head.  "  you  have  a  really  nice  place,  "  dahee  offers  sincerely,  unable  to  stop  herself  from  blurting  it  out.  when  he  asks  which  university  she  goes  to,  her  eyes  widen  ever  so  slightly—  contemplating  whether  to  confess  they  went  to  the  same  one.  ultimately,  she  tells  the  truth,  deciding  honesty  wouldn't  hurt.  still,  she  keeps  mum  about  knowing  where  he  studied,  waiting  instead  for  jisung  to  connect  the  dots  himself  before  reacting.

 sliding  into  one  of  the  chairs  she  recognized  from  his  podcast  setup  (  she  had,  after  all,  watched  more  episodes  than  she'd  admit  ),  dahee  settles  in  with  practiced  ease.  " you  do  ?  thank  you  so  much  for  preparing  this.  it's  actually  my  first  time  being  a  guest  on  someone  else's  podcast,  so  i  really  appreciate  it."  she  skims  the  stack  of  papers  he's  prepared,  grateful  not  only  for  his  thoughtfulness  but  also  for  the  welcome  distraction  from  his  proximity.  "  shall  we  go  through  the  outline  ?  just  so  i  can  prep  some  of  my  answers  ahead  of  time.  i—  tend  to  stutter  a  bit  if  it's  all  impromptu,  "  she  adds,  mustering  up  the  courage  to  look  up  and  flash  an  apologetic  smile.  jisung's  reputation  as  a  campus  heartthrob  hadn't  prepared  her  for  how  genuinely  kind  he  was,  and  she  cursed  herself  for  ever  thinking  he  might  be  aloof.  ❛    tell  him  you  want  his  blood  again.  ❜  welp,  just  like  that,  minsun  escapes  her  mental  prison.  her  words  causing  dahee  to  look  shocked  momentarily,  though  she  quickly  masks  it,  not  wanting  to  seem  any  weirder  than  she  already  might.  "  a-ah,  no  thank  you  !  i'm  all  good  with  water  for  now,  hehe.  "

       the  respectful  term  that  femme  used  caused  jisung  to  quickly  shake  his  hand  in  front  of  him,  wanting  this  to  be  a  more  casual  experience  for  the  both  of  them.   “  no  need  for  the  formalities,  dahee   —-   it  is,  however,  also  nice  meeting  you.  “   mind  still  working  overtime  in  figuring  out  where  he  had  seen  her  before,  could  she  possibly  be  another  student  at  campus,  that  he  had  just  mindlessly  passed  in  the  hallways,  a  random  party  or  event  of  some  sort   …   options  were  endless  and  jisung  hadn’t  been  able  to  pin-point  the  exact  location  nor  time  where  he  may  had  seen  her.  one  thing  was  certain  though,  she  was  absolutely  stunning,  soft-spoken  and  proper,  which  seemed  to  draw  a  small  initial  attraction  almost  instantly  since  their  eyes  connected.   “  i’ve  listened  to  a  few  of  your  episodes,  it’s  really  intriguing  the  stuff  you’re  talking  about.  “   with  a  hand,  leading  the  two  into  his  apartment,  to  the  studio  where  homme  had  already  set  up  some  bottles  of  water  and  snacks,  in  case  they’d  end  up  spiraling  out  of  script  due  to  good  conversation.

despite  her  natural  charm,  there  was  this  mysterious  vibe  to  her  that  jisung  simply  couldn't  shake,  watching  her  back  figure  as  she  entered  the  apartment.   “  can  i  ask  what  university  to  attend  ?  “   a  sudden  question  but,  not  unheard  of  as  their  ages  weren't  that  far  apart it seemed   —-   so  the  curiosity  weren't  too  weird  to  have,  or  so  he'd  think.   “  ah,  i  have  made  an  outline  of  things  we  could  go  over  ...  “   pushing  a  stack  of  papers  over  to  her  side  of  the  table,  always  one  to  be  structured  when  it  came  to  guests  on  his  podcast,  not  wishing  their  experience  to  be  poor  in  any  way.  the  paper  included  subtle  questions  about  dahee's  podcast,  then  more  in-depth  ones  undergoing  the  interest  and  what  her  proof  were  in  their  existence.   “  do  you  want  something  else  than  water  ?  i  can  go  fetch  some  while  you  go  read  it.  “