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[lokideservesahug]

A Taste Of Victory

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Pairing: Jenson Button x reader (implied), Mark Webber x reader (implied).

Warnings: Jenson is a bit of a dick to reporters, sexism,

Notes: This isn't even the big peice of writing that started all of this but that is coming soon... And the photos may not be aesthetic but they sure as anything are time accurate (even using photos from the specific days). I tried to make sure of it (as well as the dates) to give you good visuals so I hope at least someone appreciates it. Also I tried a new header format. Please tell me your thoughts

Summary: Y/N Y/L/N, the newest 2009 rookie who's also...a woman? The media are desperate to pick her apart and see how well she'll do so let's have a look:

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Y/L/N residence, 7th September 2008

You sit back and sip happily on your coke bottle. Any minute now. Any minute and your phone will be blowing up. Or at least that's what Frank had told you (you still can't get over the fact that THE Frank Williams insists that you call him that, or that you'll be working for him next year). You focus back on the image on your screen,

Lewis Hamilton in his McLaren. Of course a favourite to win this season especially after his incredible performances even from his rookie season. And despite trying to clear your mind of all bias for next year, you can't help but wish that he might win. He seems like a nice guy and it's a better him than some of the others. As Hamilton reaches the ever famous, ever gorgeous Eau Rouge, the image changes, the camera focuses on the white, green and red Honda of Jenson Button. He swerves slightly, performing a certainly showy move especially for just FP2.

Despite the numbers not being as much as Hamilton supporters, some F1 fans are putting their money on Button winning the championship instead. You scoff at the thought alone. Goodness knows Formula 1 doesn't need another cocky playboy as the world champion and goodness knows Jenson Button appears to be exactly that. Gosh why couldn't a more sensible seeming driver win say Mark webber or even Fernando Alonso again. You internally scold yourself, these men will be your co workers in only a matter of months. Just the thought makes you feel a matter of emotions; which you are quickly pulled out of as the commentators voice grows louder. You watch as Fernando Alonso puts in a particularly fast lap and the more you think, you can't help but feel almost a bit...nervous.

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Albert Park paddock, 27th March 2009

You hold your head up high as you enter the paddock. Bright flashes of cameras shine in your peripheral but you try your hardest to just keep your head down and focus on getting to the Williams hospitality. You glance up, taking in the sights surrounding you. The bright Australian sun paints the paddock? that you've been so long awaiting, in such a light, that you finally feel a sense if fulfilment- and you're not even in the car yet.

Too entranced by the sights around you, you fail to notice the person just in front of you. You're met with the sight of a crisp yet untucked shirt. You panick, instantly going to apologise when you meet the eyes of the person you bumped into. "Woah, careful there." Jenson Button. Oh gosh. "Someone needs to slow down." He laughs and you assume his enjoyment is coming from your misfortune. Now you'd never thought you were the type to become speechless but as you're finally met with the first driver on your official Formula 1 debut, you can't help but panick even more, squeak out an apology and speed walk towards Williams.

Gosh, you wanted today to be perfect and here you are crashing into people already. What a clumsy fool you must look like. You groan as you realise what you've done.

Now, like any unfamiliar place, you find that it was pretty easy to get yourself lost, even in place with such an easy concept (curse Melbourne event planners for trying to make too much go on at once and make it confusing). Most people also don't expect to get recognised in an unfamiliar place even if it's where you work (and your hiring was widely broadcast).

"Hey, are you alright?" You turn to look at the Autralian man whose voice, up until now, you'd only heard through a screen. You meet the eyes of Mark Webber and smile shyly. "Hi, sorry to be a bother but do you know how to get to the Williams hospitality." He just gives you a small grin, clearly not seeing your lack of knowledge as incompetence or anything like that "Of course, follow me and welcome to the paddock by the way." And as Mark leads you away, you can't help hut feel glad you'll be seeing more of him (and not just for how polite and kind he is).

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Post race interviews, 29th March 2009

After you step down from the podium, and your team has dispersed (after all congratulating you, some even with tears in their eyes). You walk away to a quieter part of the paddock to gather your thoughts. You go behind the tows of hospitalities only to find Mark Webber hunched over. You aobseve him, he's sporting a serious, disappointed and almost worried looking expression as he looks out into the distance. You walk up to him and place a soft hand on his shoulder in an attempt to gently coax him out of his thoughts and to try and offer some comfort

Without a word, he turns to look at you and his shoulders raise slightly. You give him a small smile and sit down next to him. You both sit next to each other in silence, sharing a comforting moment, silently offering support and understanding to one and other.

The air shifts (and you try to not get to excited at the prospect that your presence alone may have somewhat comforted him). The air shifts, this time it isn't tainted by negative emotions but rather fatigue and acoplmisent on your part. The both of you probably look like a true sight, disheveled, tired and sweaty, however there's a warmth between you both as you share a brief moment of tranquility amongst the chaos.

Someone calls your name and the moment is broken. You nod to Mark who gives you a small smile back and a short "Well done for today." As you smile at him and walk off to go to interviews.

You pass some fans, signing their Williams caps and exchanging excited "Well done!" And "Thank you." Pleasantries. You revel in the post win glow. It's one thing to win in your rookie season, but to win your first race? Now that's just unheard of. You hurriedly sit down in the assigned seat for you and wait for the other few straglers to arrive. You look down, placing your hands on your lap in an attempt to thwart the nerves threatening to bubble.

Brawn driver, Rubens Barrichello is the second to arrive followed not long after by Jenson Button. Rubens gives you an easy smile and yet another congratulations. You feel incredibly fortunate to have you welcomed so quickly and easily by him over the past few days of testing. You return his smile with one of your own and a small wave.

When Jenson finally sits down, an FiA representative gives the 3 of you a short introduction and then begins. Quite a few people had warned you before you entered this room that many people would want to speak to you, but you didn't expect such an onslaught.

A short, bald man stands up and adresses you. "So Miss Y/L/N, you just managed to win your debut race, which is an incredible feat but how much of it do you think is down to the car." You try not to take offence to the question, it was a pretty basic question afterall (even if it was worded a bit harshly.) You let out a small laugh. "I think it's a joint effort really. The car was looking really good this weekend but I also have a history of running fairly well at this track." The reporter nods his head and continues. "So do you think this victory will encourage other women to become involved in F1?" You nod excitedly at him. "Oh I hope so. I hope it's encouragement to all women out there that weren't sure if they could." The reported thanks you and sits down.

A few more reporters ask questions. 90% of which are adressesdfor you and a few others adresses to the men beside you (mainly to Rubens and Jenson about Braen and its last minute establishment).

This time, a slightly more lean, dark haired reporter speaks up, once again directing his questions towards you. "Y/N, how did your fellow drivers perceive your and your entrance into F1?" You nearly furrow your brows at the biazzre question (Well it's possibly bizzare that it's adressed to you). "I uh don't know. Why don't you ask them." You gesture to the drivers either side of you as the reporter repeats his question to the other pilots. "Gentlemen, your thoughts on the newest addition to the paddock?" Rubens gives you an encouraging pat on the shoulder mid sentence "She's obviously fast and I think she's managed to impress us all." The reporter nods to Jenson; and despite your belief that he's he's too cocky for his own good, you can't help but feel a bit excited and a bit anxious to hear his repsonse. "Her lap times were phenomenal during the race." You smile at his words, maybe he wasn't as bad as you thought. However, he continues "I think my only criticism I have of her is that she seems to smile less than Kimi." The reporter smirks as you lower your eyeline slighty. "Yeah and she's much easier on the eyes than Kimi." The room erupts into low laughs as you feel shame and embarrassment pool in your gut.

The reporters continue to ask a few questions that you don't pay too much attention to as you nearly get complety lost in your thoughts. One asks Jenson if he thinks you have the potential for the championship. He laughs as he awnsers "There's no denying that she's fast. But she's in a Williams, she's not going to win the championship." You bite your tongue at Jenson's words and what you think is a jab at you (not realising the true intention if insulting his old team).

Yet another reporter asks you a familiar question along the lines if how exactly you think you managed to win. Fed up being in a room with a bunch of old men, trying to pick you apart and insult you with the same few questions just worded differently, your resolve finally snaps.

"Well not that anyone is caring to ask, but I've done this track a million times over. I've practised again and again and again to get my performance perfect yet no one is congratulating me on how well I went around that track. Brawn were amazing today and I'm sure they will be in the future as well but please dont let that take away from what I've done today." You shuffle back in your chair slightly, feeling a bit uncomfortable under the stares but stay strong, unbreaking (and not noticing the stare of admiration coming from the British driver to your left and never knowing the love filled look of another Australian pilot, watching on a screen not far away).

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Top Gear Studio, May 2009

You listen anxiously as Jeremy Clarkson introduces you. Yes, Jeremy Clarkson. As he shouts your name, the camera pans to you and you walk forward, shaking Jeremy's hand and sitting down in the green, faux leather sofa.

"Now obviously I want to ask the obvious..." He speaks over the crowd's quietening bustle and you expect the next question to be one you've hears bwfore. About your gender, you- "What on Earth have you done to that Williams to make it so good?" You laugh, the familiar humour of the Top Gear host you've only ever seen on a screen putting you at ease.

"Well I don't know but maybe its because I'm far more polite to the car than other drivers." Jeremy smiles at your words and invites you into light conversation about you finally being viewed as a serious title contender. The two of you continue until you hit more general off-track talk "So, how much do you train and have you managed to find enough time to see your friends and family. Because some people have such an odd view on things like that." You let out a dramatic sigh. "Gosh they're making me train so much. More than just once a day and there are so many regimes that I can't keep track of anymore. But family wise, well I spend far less time with them than I do do training, I can tell you that much." The audience laughs which encourages you to continue. "I see my friends and family in-between weekends when I can and sometimes they'll even come to races. But gosh. I feel awful saying this." Jeremy leans forward slightly "No, go on..." Your smile becomes a bit embarrassed as your cheeks warm. "Well even on free weekends, with how crowded the paddock can be, I'll come home and just want to be alone." Jetemy shakes his head. "Well that makes sense. But you're in a very crowded space all weekend, does that mean that you've you've asked out by a lot of guys throughout the season so far?" Your eyes widen widen the insinuation. At your lack of instant response, Jeremy clarifies, "Come on! Gorgeous girl such as yourself in such a male dominated sport, I bet loads of men and probably even some drivers too have asked you out." You quickly deny the claims and the two of you move on to your lap times in their old car but you don't miss the way your mind flashed with the image of a certain dark haired Red Bull driver as Jeremy asked his previous question.

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>To be aired 28 June<

You huff out a low sigh. If you overthink today anymore, you think you might be sick. Your phone pings. You know you shouldn't have it on you but it has helped to keep you entertained as you wait. You look down and see a text from Mark. His text, wishing you good luck makes you smile and you shoot him a small thanks and silence your phone as you hear footsteps behind you.

"Are you ready?" You turn you head and nod to your future teammate as Michael Schumacher steps forward. "Question is, are you old man?" Your words make him smile and your nerves ease slightly. "I don't think I can ever be ready for something like this. But the more important thing is you." He places a caring hand on your shoulder.

If you told your child self, or heck even yourself a year ago that you're friends and future teammates with 7-time world Champion Michael Schumacher, you think you'd have laughed at yourself until tears streamed down your face. But in recent months and more specifically recent weeks, the two of you have been getting much closer. Michael offering you advice, you offering great support on current drivers habits firsthand as a warning for next season. And you even met Michael's family a month or so ago; them nearly adopting you into their clan.

A woman with headset approaches you both and taps you on the shoulder, "A minute to go." She gives you a small thumbs up and walks away, mumbling into her headset. You give her an uncertain nod as Michael pats your shoulder again. "Go out and show them what you've got kid and I'll see you out there." You give him a nervous smile and as you hear a distant shout of your name, you pull yourself together and pull your face into an excited expression, ready for the reaction to your announcement and overjoyed to have a front row seat to people's reactions to your teammate.

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You sit alone in a booth of a bustling club. Loud music nearly deafening but you'd take it any day over the continuous commentary you heard at track. You don't know how many time you can hear "It looks like the title fight is over. Y/L/N's engine is overheating and she's slowing down. It looks like Jenson Button may be champion." Without feeling sick especially when it's directly followed by your voice on the team radio, voice cracking during an apology as your mechanics tell me to back off to cool the engine.

You think of the image of Jenson's Brawn overtaking you and pulling futher into the distance; the sight of not one but two Red Bulls overtaking to fight a battle that should be yours. A voice cuts through your thoughts. You look up, meeting the eyes of the person speaking. "Are you alright?" You're surprised that Jenson came to speak to you, especially after his victory. Gosh in your vulnerable state, you even think that he might not be too bad. How silly of you. You give him a gentle nod (clearly not enough to convince him). He gestures towards the seat next to you "Is it alright if I sit here?" You nod, not Trusting your voice in this moment. "Well-" "You w-" You finally crack a smile as you speak at the same moment. He gestures to you "Sorry, you go." You smile at him. "Well done Jenson you gave a great drive this season." You expect him to smirk, to revel in your compliments but instead he just gives you a soft smile and a shake of his head. "Don't be silly. That championship would be yours if Williams ever learnt how to build cars properly. But thank you." You look down at his words, all of your emotions finally coming to the forefront. "Hey, you look like you need to be cheered up. You don't need to feel like this going into next season..." He passes and his brows furrow. You look up at Jenson who is now standing and for the first time all year, allow yourself to admire him. The way that his still slightly hair drops as some strands stick to his forehead. "You-" He furrows his brows again and then laughs freely. "Oh yeah, you're taking my job. Well Miss Y/L/N, he grabs your hand and pulls you up from your seat, Elliciting a small noise from you. "Then we need to dance to celebrate and to cheer you up." You just shake your head and follow him, finally smiling as you follow his foolish adrenaline (and probably slightly alcohol-fueled) giggly nature; placing down your phone and missing the texts.

Mark Webber: Hey Well done on today and I'm sorry what happened. Hoping to speak to you at some point later...

M.S: Hey Hase, well done on today, you drove so well I hope you know that. Corinna and I wanted to invite you to our...

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[hyrulehobbit]

RECOGNISING AI GENERATED IMAGES

(Disclaimer: This is not a foolproof guide as these softwares are constantly changing, but it is intended to help you learn things to possibly look out for.)

We've all heard "count the fingers, count the teeth" for AI generated images of people, but more and more frequently I see people sharing images of objects and scenery that are AI generated without realising it. These people are often vocally anti-AI but still get caught out. This post is not intended to shame or make anyone feel bad for not recognising AI imagery. Usually, AI images posted on platforms like tumblr are not tagged as AI; the OP is often fully intending to trick you just to gain some quick numbers, so it's not your fault that their tactics work. They're designed to be pretty at a glance and betting on you not looking any closer.

So, that out of the way: How can I spot and avoid AI Generated images?

Here's some things I've learned to pick up on, and now I can spot them pretty much on sight.

Full guide under the cut. Contains AI images as examples.

1. Source

Your first easy step is to check if there's a source. Remember when everything on tumblr was just credited to weheartit?? This is the new worse version of that. If the image has no source in the description describing an artist, photographer, brand, location etc... check the original post.

If there's nothing in the tags to indicate that it is art or a piece of photography or an advertisement, it could be AI. Sometimes the caption is just something generic or aesthetic like ~witchy cottage life~ etc. The tags above for the image below of the room with the tree are largely nonsense.

Important note: A watermark does not always indicate a photographer or artist: if you think it might be AI but it has a watermark, that will most likely lead you to the socials for the person who created the image using AI.

2. Visual Soup

Zoom. In. It sucks to feel like you have to get into the habit of pausing and closely checking the details of images on platforms designed for infinite scroll and quick engagement, but if you get into the habit of this, soon you'll be learning to spot AI at a quick scroll glance.

Generally, when you zoom in on a photograph, the details and divisions of where one object ends and another begins still stays the same, just out of focus. Zooming in on an AI image, the details become... soup. Why is that plant morphing into the countertops? Why is the tap floating? Why are there five thousand burner dials???

The same applies to art. Zooming in on art reveals things like brush strokes, pencil lines, pixels, imperfections and intentional small details. If zooming in reveals soupy details that don't look like intentional stylistic choices it could be AI.

3. Interior Design Disasters

One thing AI doesn't seem to be good at is separating the depth and layers of rooms full of furniture, and making things sit properly in their 3D space. Window frames are wonky. Chairs and tables are fused to each other, or to walls. Bookcases get narrower at one end when they really shouldn't. A little wonkiness is fine and expected in artwork, but when the whole thing isn't sitting right, it could be AI.

(Compare the white image on the right to these real photographs of a similar house, and notice how messy and nonsensical the AI image seems).

(Edit 03/06/2023: See also this abstract furniture that still has a proper sense of depth and doesn't merge into the background)

4. Toothpaste

I don't know what else to call this but midjourney effing loves it. I most commonly see this on things like AI generated objects, outfits and garments rather than scenery. It looks like the software has applied all the details with a piping bag. Weird, greebly swirls like it's hoping you won't notice if it adds enough visual noise. Notice it. It's AI. And it looks super fucking weird.

Midjourney also loves adding weird concentric circles to everything, which can be seen in the image example for Lighting below.

5. Giblets

What is that bowl of stuff?? What is on that shelf?? What's that pile of...things?? They're giblets. This is another prominent midjourney feature and another example of visual noise. Stuff it with details, and maybe the viewer won't notice that what they're actually looking at is a lumpy pile of nonsense that definitely shouldn't exist. Spot the giblets!

6. Lighting

This one is hardest to describe and to spot, but I often find that the lighting in AI images of scenery and objects has a flat, dream-like quality. Once you study it, it begins to feel distinctly unreal.

7. Names

Lastly, some people do state that an image is AI in their descriptions or tags, but might not do so in those exact words. If you aren't already familiar, here's the names of the most prominant AI generators as of May 2023:

Midjourney

Dall-E or Dall-E 2

Stable Diffusion

Deep Dream

Artbreeder

WOMBO

NightCafe

Lensa

Stablecog

BigSleep

Brands such as Bing, Google, Shutterstock and Canva are also bringing out generators

8. Multiple Angles (added 03/06/2023)

I forgot to add this earlier, but it's another very simple tell! If the images are objects, garments or rooms... are there multiple images in the post of the same object or location from different angles? No? Then it could be AI. The shoes used as Toothpaste examples above were part of a set of lots of different shoes, but of each design there was only one image. AI is Not Good at creating the same thing twice consistently.

(See these photographs of hair pins. The post contains a source link to the photographer's flikr account, where there are multiple images of each pin in different angles and lighting, confirming that they're real.)

If I think of anything else or some new tell starts to appear, I will come back and update this post, but for now, thank you for reading. My hope for this is that people will either share AI generated images less, or if they do, at least learn to spot and tag them so that those who don't want to see them (aka me!) can filter and avoid.

[atinycafe]

APOCALYPTIC AMOUR — ch 01 [trackstar]

prompt; a tight-knit friend group's carefree days turn into a fight for survival as they navigate a zombie apocalypse ( ˘ ³˘)ﾉ☆ feat; ot8!ateez x fem!reader in this chapter; you meet new student yunho and present him to your friend group, you all have fun until— wrd count; 12.7k notes; all the characters in this story are 18+, the beginning is slightly inspired by the super talented @ohmyamor, this post in particular!!, mullet yunho 4 the win, idk if you noticed yet but i love it when a girl has braids in her hair and she adds those small jewels in them, i feel like i describe all my leads w/ that hairstyle im cryin, it's gonna be normal for the majority part of this chapter, so no crazy gore/horror yet (I JUST FINISHED WRITING I LIED THERE IS GORE AND I'M SCARED!!!), yall this was acc supposed to be a yandere story till i switched it up when jongho pulled up bcuz i felt like it, lssrfm & xikers cameo cuz i love them sm taglist; @eightmakesonebraincell (glad u like it bb!!), lmk if you want 2 b added 2!

"In a matter of moments, she'll be joining us. She's a sweet girl you'll get along well," whispers the director in a gentle tone, leaning forward across his mahogany desk, which acts as a partition between them. Yunho musters a forced smile, his slender fingers fidgeting with the rings adorning them. Irritation simmers within him. He endured an uncomfortable fifteen minutes on the rigid bergère chair, obligated to listen to the school director's grating voice against his wishes. The prospect of meeting a girl holds no interest for him; he is determined to navigate the school's corridors alone.

Just as he prepares to rise from his seat, tired of the interminable wait, a figure bursts into the room with a flourish. Before him stands a panting young girl, her hands clutching her knees, desperately gasping for air as though she has just conquered the most arduous marathon known to mankind.

"I'm... I'm here, lemme just—" she stammers, her voice catching as she raises a trembling hand, a solitary finger indicating her need for a brief respite, "the bus... late... San stole my... backpack... fuck I'm gonna pass out."

"Ah, such language," grumbles the elder man as he rises from his chair. Casting a renewed smile towards Yunho, he gently pats his perspiring forehead with a blush-colored tissue. Stepping over to the girl, who remains slumped in the corner, he addresses the other boy still sitting in shock, "Yunho, this is the student who will accompany you today. I won't detain you any longer. You may proceed." With a gesture towards the door, he guides the girl outside while she continues to lament her apologies to the older man, vehemently blaming a certain individual named "San" for the predicament.

Outside, she turns towards him, and Yunho seizes the opportunity to cast his gaze upon her, carefully observing her appearance. She's undeniably beautiful. The delicate braids in her hair, adorned with glistening jewels, captivate his attention, while her plump cheeks radiate with a gentle glow, evidence of the perspiration amassed during her hurried arrival. Yunho has always had a fondness for aesthetically pleasing things.

Suddenly, she breaks his trance, bowing earnestly before him. "I'm so so so sorry, I didn't mean to be late, I swear I tried to be on time, I'm usually never late. I got jumped by an oversized child annnnd I'm rambling." A flush of embarrassment creeps across her face as the realization dawns upon her, and she playfully scratches her head, feeling a sense of diminishment under the unwavering gaze of the tall young man standing before her.

Yunho's smile widens at the sight. She's cute. Extending his hand towards her, she eagerly intertwines her fingers with his. A rush of joy courses through him as he marvels at the stark contrast in size—his larger hand effortlessly enveloping hers, causing it to vanish within his grasp. He savors the velvety softness of her palm, relishing in the comforting warmth it radiates. His elongated fingers tenderly caress her wrist, their gentle movements akin to a graceful dance.

She reciprocates the gesture, shaking his hand before sheepishly wiping her own on her skirt. "Sorry, my palm is a bit sweaty," she admits, her voice tinged with a hint of bashfulness.

"Knees weak, arms are heavy," he absentmindedly continues, lost in his thoughts.

"Oh! There's vomit on his sweater already," she chimes in, recognizing the lyrics.

"Mom's spaghetti," they say in unison, both bursting into fits of giggles at the absurdity of the words.

"Anyway, I'm yn. It's a pleasure to make your acquaintance," she says, her gaze meeting his once more. Yunho finds himself captivated by her eyes. They possess a playful sparkle, akin to the innocent exuberance he often sees in the younger generation. It's as if the weight of the adult world has yet to fully cast its shadow upon her, preserving a childlike wonder within her gaze.

"Yunho," he nods in response, his lustrous black bangs delicately framing his forehead, swaying gently as if in sync with his every movement, catching the radiance of the hallway lights and emanating a subtle glow.

"I know," she giggles, delicately covering her mouth with her hand as they begin to walk. "Well, since I've arrived late, classes have already started, which means we'll have the hallways all to ourselves," she proclaims with a mischievous air, a smugness in her tone. She playfully winks at him, and he joins in her laughter, reveling in the shared moment of camaraderie.

Continuing their stride, the sound of their sneakers occasionally creating a gentle squeak against the polished floor, she takes the lead, pointing out various corridors and imparting valuable knowledge to him. Her animated gestures and explanations paint a vivid picture of everything he needs to know.

Yunho would be dishonest if he claimed to retain any of the information shared by the student by his side. His attention is wholly captured by the gentle cadence of her voice, laced with an endearing accent, and the subtle grace with which she occasionally bites her tongue in contemplation. Oblivious to the details she imparts, he merely nods his head in response.

Instead, Yunho's eyes roam across the curve of her nose and the delicate flutter of her long eyelashes. His gaze then lingers on the slightly askew tie loosely draped around her neck and the oversized sweater that envelops her figure. A desire surges within him, longing to embrace her smaller frame within the warmth of his own arms, never to release her. An internal groan escapes him, a perplexing discomfort arising from the strange yearning he discovers within himself.

As they stand before the window, a stray curl cascades across her face, obscuring her vision. Yunho's instinctual response is to reach out and brush it away, but his action is abruptly halted as someone grabs his hand forcefully. He turns his attention towards the source, locking eyes with a shorter boy exuding a piercing intensity. Tension grips both their wrists, causing veins to bulge beneath their sleeves, marking the strain in their arms. Unfazed, Yunho arches an eyebrow in response, calmly meeting the gaze of the boy with a distinctive mole adorning his cheek. In that silent exchange, a challenge hangs in the air.

Their unspoken confrontation is momentarily interrupted as the girl finally shifts her focus from the window, her attention drawn to the unexpected arrival that has joined their company.

"Oh, hey Wooyo! What are you doing here? Yunho, this is Wooyoung." she beams at the boy, completely oblivious to the lingering tension in the air. As her gaze meets his, the previously intense look in Wooyoung's eyes undergoes a transformation, melting into a tender, lovesick expression as he sets his sights upon her. With a gentle gesture, he wraps an arm around her shoulder, leaning into her touch, their bodies fitting together snugly. A slight hunch forms in his posture as he revels in her presence.

"Missed my girlfriend, had to see you," he smiles, his gaze lingering on Yunho, a keen observer of the tension that grips the boy before him. With his hand still wrapped around her, he playfully toys with a braid, gently twirling it between his fingers. In that moment, a wave of warmth washes over Yunho, but it's not the pleasant kind. It's the kind that tightens his throat and makes the mullet he currently sports feel uncomfortably scratchy against the back of his neck.

With a sudden burst of force, the girl forcefully pushes Wooyoung away from her, her face flushed with deep embarrassment. "Stop saying that to everyone I introduce you to! You're so embarrassing, you fucking liar," she scolds, playfully landing a punch on his shoulder. The boy, unfazed by the punch, erupts into a contagious fit of high-pitched laughter, filling the once-empty hallway with joyous echoes. He seizes her wrists, swiftly maneuvering behind her, enveloping her in a warm back hug while still clasping her fists in his hands. Turning her gaze towards the taller boy, she apologizes for the unexpected spectacle that just unfolded before them.

An inexplicable tightness constricts Yunho's chest, leaving him struggling to catch his breath. He can't fathom why this feeling has taken hold of him. He understands that the two individuals before him are not romantically involved, as evident from the girl's earlier remark. However, the overt display of affection between them unsettles him, stirring a discomfort within his core. They exude an undeniable ease with one another, causing his stomach to knot with unease. Wooyoung seems to know exactly what's happening in the boy's mind because when the latter meets his eyes once again, he smirks.

Yunho finds himself irritated, yet he manages to maintain a polite smile nonetheless.

"Wait," she interrupts their embrace, her hand clapping in the air as she fixes her gaze on the student who had been hugging her. Suspicion colors her expression, and she hesitates before voicing her question, "what are you doing here, I know you have class right now."

Wooyoung locks eyes with her for a moment, a mischievous glint shining in his gaze, before swiftly planting a playful peck on her cheek. Without missing a beat, he dashes down the hall, his voice echoing through the corridors as he calls out, "Love you, president!" His laughter gradually fades into the distance as he disappears from their sight.

The girl lets out a groan, using her sleeve to wipe her cheek clean. It's in this moment that Yunho's attention is drawn to the blue marine armband adorning her right arm, proudly displaying the words "Class President." He notices the adorable Sanrio stickers adorning the Korean syllables, adding a touch of charm to the armband.

"Let me tell you, this guy," she exclaims, frustration evident in her voice, "he never attends his morning classes. Detention just isn't cutting it anymore. I should put him in jail." Finally turning her attention to Yunho, she offers an apologetic smile. Pointing towards a classroom ahead, she stretches her arms overhead. "That's your next period class. Just go on in, and the teacher will assign you a seat."

Yunho offers a gentle nod in response, prompting a genuine smile to spread across the girl's face. Initially intimidated by the boy's towering height and quiet demeanor when they first met, she now finds his mannerisms oddly reminiscent of a puppy, endearing her to him. His big, expressive eyes only add to the charm that she discovers within him.

A warm invitation escapes her lips, laced with empathy and understanding. "Do you wanna eat with me and my friends during lunch this afternoon? I know it can be challenging to make friends when you're new in the middle of the year." Her eyes crinkle with a gentle warmth, captivating Yunho's heart as he feels himself melt in response. Internally, he can't contain his excitement, overwhelmed by how incredibly adorable she is. He's practically screaming with joy inside.

"Actually, I already know someone here in the school that I need to find. It's 'ight," he replies, a playful grin adorning his face as he resists the temptation to pat her head. While a part of him feels a tinge of sadness for missing the chance to spend more time with her, he also realizes that if her friends are similar to the one he just met, it might not be the best fit for him. It's not about feeling intimidated or anything of the sort, but rather a desire to ensure that he presents himself in a way he won't regret to the girl standing before him.

"Oh really? Who? Maybe I can help," she offers, crossing her arms behind her back and tilting her head slightly to meet his gaze that had been concealed by his hair. Yunho responds with a gentle smile, his hand instinctively reaching up to brush his bangs aside, revealing his warm brown eyes. He finds joy in the way her smile widens upon catching a clearer glimpse of his eyes, their connection growing stronger.

"Song Mingi, but I don't think you know him, he's quite shy—" Yunho begins to explain, but his words are cut short by a surprised scream escaping the girl's lips. Acting swiftly, she retrieves her phone and taps the screen, revealing something to Yunho. She turns the phone towards him, displaying her wallpaper for him to see.

Displayed on the screen, amidst the small widgets and iMessages, Yunho's eyes meet a captivating image. It captures his childhood friend, Mingi, in a deep slumber, his cropped blond hair filled with an array of adorable pastel hairclips. Playful marker drawings of cat whiskers adorn his peaceful face. Standing in front of him is the owner of the phone, her face partially blurred but her radiant smile shining through. It's as if he can almost hear her infectious laughter echoing from within the screen.

"Uh yeah that's him," Yunho responds, his voice tinged with surprise. He hadn't anticipated her knowing Mingi. The girl nods affirmatively, her smile unwavering, and Yunho can't help but wonder if she ever gets cheek cramps from smiling so much. She moves behind him, placing her hands flat against his back, gently pushing him towards the classroom door. "Great! I'll come find you once your class is over, and we can go eat together," she declares from behind him.

As Yunho settles into his class, he can still feel the lingering warmth of her palms against his back. Throughout the entire lesson, the sensation remains, serving as a comforting reminder of the upcoming lunchtime rendezvous.

"Jongho I'm telling you, the moment I find San, I'm breaking his knee caps, I didn't even know what to tell Mr. Byun when he asked me where my things were." Yunho quietly opens the sliding door, intending to leave the classroom, when he catches snippets of the conversation. The familiar voice belongs to the girl who has been on his mind throughout the entire period. Yunho can sense her annoyance as she leans against the wall, one foot pressed against it for support, arms crossed over her chest, and a visible pout on her face. Beside her, Jongho doubles over in laughter, clutching his stomach in amusement.

"You think that's funny huh," the girl's growl is accompanied by a punch to Jongho's side, prompting him to playfully overreact, clutching the spot where she hit him as if it were truly painful. However, their playful exchange is interrupted by Yunho, who clears his throat to gain their attention. As they turn towards him, their expressions shift in response. The girl's smile remains warm and welcoming, while Jongho's smile fades into a more neutral, passive expression.

"Yunho! Let's go find Mangi," she exclaims excitedly, pulling Jongho along with her and intertwining her arms with both boys, one on each side. Yunho can't help but feel a sense of familiarity as she uses the nickname he had coined for Mingi years ago. Normally, he would feel uncomfortable when strangers used his private lingo with his friends, but strangely, he doesn't mind it this time. "Oh, by the way, this is Jongho," she introduces the boy next to her, gesturing towards him, "and this is Yunho," she adds, indicating the tall boy at her side.

"Wait, he knows Mingi?" Jongho asks, his confusion evident on his face. She simply nods in response, popping a lollipop into her mouth with a mischievous smile.

"You still haven't told me how you guys got to know each other," she inquires, peering at the paper of the candy wrapper, searching for the usual joke written there.While waiting for Yunho to answer her question, Jongho reaches over and grabs the candy wrapper, turning it around to show her the joke, pointing at it. She lets out a soft exhale through her nose, the joke genuinely amusing.

Yunho rubs the back of his neck, his fingers gently grazing through his hair. He feels a sense of relief that her focus is directed elsewhere. Her captivating eyes, so large and mesmerizing, have a way of stealing his breath whenever they lock gazes."It's nothing crazy, we were neighbours, and I kinda forced him to befriend me, like I'd walk him to school and eat with him during lunch even though we attended different schools."

"Wait that's adorable oh my God, he never told me that, did he mention that?" She turns to Jongho, her eyes widening with an expression of curiosity and delight and the latter feels his heart skip a beat, as if doing a somersault in his chest.

"N-no yeah, he mentioned something about a childhood friend pullin up," he stammers, inwardly cursing his sudden bout of nervousness.

"He told you and he didn't tell me, what the—" she starts to say, but her words are cut short by a loud scream echoing through the bustling hallways.

"Pres'! You comin' to practice today?" a boy dressed in a letterman jacket calls out, his voice carrying over the noise. He is joined by a group of similarly attired boys, some of them casually tossing around a football in a cliché manner.

"Yup! Wasn't planning on it, but I have to beat San's ass," she shouts back, not even bothering to turn towards the group of boys. Jongho understands the underlying tension behind her action. She wasn't particularly fond of building relationships with the members of the school's football team, except for the boys in their own friend group, of course. The sound of playful "ooohs" emerges from the group, earning an eye roll from her.

"You part of the football team?" Yunho asks, looking down at her and the boys she was conversing with. She locks eyes with him and bursts into laughter.

"No, not at all, ew, I would never. They're all gross," she says, turning to Jongho and pulling him closer, her hand gripping his bicep. "No offense, babe, but your friends are so annoying." He chuckles softly, too caught up in their proximity and the endearing nickname she always uses, oblivious to her playful jabs at his friends.

"I'm actually part of the cheer squad," she adds, and as the words leave her mouth, she notices Yunho's surprised expression. "Yeah, I know. I lost a bet against the umbrella twins, and they forced me to join."

"The umbrella twins?" he questions, seeking clarification.

"Oh, my bad. San and Wooyoung, the guy who stole my backpack and the one you met this morning," she clarifies, gesturing with her hands as she speaks, a habit that Yunho finds endearing.

Before she can continue, they are once again interrupted by another group of people approaching her. "Pres! The basketball team is going to take the 4th local today, but we already reserved it!" they announce eagerly. She leans back, taken aback by the sudden noise and movement, and Jongho instinctively moves slightly in front of her, as if to protect her.

"I'm not the only president here. Can't you go talk to Hongjoong? There are two of us for a reason," she whines, taking the hands of the girl in front of her and waving them dramatically.

"Eonnie, please, we've been searching everywhere and we can't find him," another girl pouts at her, holding her hands together in a pleading manner. However, her plea is cut short as the girl accidentally hits herself on the head with her tennis racket. The president instinctively brings her own hand to soothe the reddened spot on the younger girl's forehead.

"Alright, alright, I'll talk to Mingi and Seonghwa and see what I can do," she assures them, and the small tennis committee beams with gratitude before taking their leave.

"Fucker must be on the roof. I'll beat him up, always leaves all the work to me," she grumbles, resting her head on Jongho's shoulder.

"Mingi's in the basketball team?" she nods in response, Yunho's mind drifting off as if lost in memories. Before she can inquire further about Mingi, her attention is once again interrupted.

"Hey," a soft voice calls out from behind her.

"Oh, for fuck's sake, I just want to eat," she mutters under her breath, but when she turn around, she's greeted by Yeosang's face.

"Oh, hey babe," she says, wrapping her arms around Yeosang's frame, just below his own letterman jacket. He pats her head affectionately, and she continues walking, Yeosang taking Jongho's place by her side, his arm draped over her shoulder. "Oh, this is Yunho, Mingi's childhood friend. Yunho, meet Yeosang. Jjong and Yeo are our star quarterbacks; they practically carry the team," she laughs, introducing them to each other.

"Don't let Woo and San hear you say that, or they'll whine for days," Yeosang shudders in disgust, recalling the times when she mentioned things that made them believe she had a favorite among the eight boys. She laughs against him, and he finds himself enjoying the way her body shakes with amusement.

Yeosang then turns to Yunho, shaking his hand and nodding once as they make eye contact. "Welcome. Mingi mentioned that you were coming."

She gasps, clutching Yeosang's wrist in front of her and lightly digging her baby blue nails into his skin. "He told you too? Why didn't he tell me? I thought we told each other everything!"

Yeosang shrugs his shoulders, and with Jongho pushing open the doors of the cafeteria, the four of them enter and walk past the students scattered around. As they pass by, the students' eyes light up and they greet her with waves and friendly gestures. She reciprocates with a warm smile and waves of her own. It's evident that she is both well-known and well-liked among her peers.

She senses the tension emanating from the two quarterbacks beside her. Mistaking their annoyance at the attention she's getting for shyness, she reaches out and squeezes Yeosang's hand, feeling him squeeze back in response.

They finally reach the end of the cafeteria room, where the food counter is located. The options available for lunch consist of three combinations: penne pasta in a tomato-based marinara sauce with small meatballs, grilled chicken with a side of steamed vegetables, or a plant-based burger with a side of garlic bread. Each plate comes with a cupcake for dessert and a refreshing glass of lemonade to drink.

As they approach the food counter, Jongho reaches for the tray with the grilled chicken, only to have his hand swiftly slapped away by her. Her raised eyebrow and shocked expression silently convey her disapproval, and without uttering a word, she guides his hand towards the vegan tray instead. "But it has veggies!!, he whines and she glares at him. Jongho sighs and reluctantly grabs the vegan tray, rolling his eyes playfully as he moves behind them to let them choose their own plates.

Next in line is Yeosang, who reaches for the pasta option, but is met with another slap on his hand from her. Confused, he looks up at her, and she points to a lone meatball nestled on the side of the dish. Resigned, Yeosang lets out a sigh and reaches for the vegan tray, conceding defeat.

Yunho steps up to the trays, feeling her expectant gaze upon him. He turns to meet her big, doe-like eyes, and he finds himself unable to resist the unspoken request. Letting his hands guide him, he selects the vegan tray. A radiant smile spreads across her face as she slaps him on the back, the gesture strangely reminiscent of the way his dad had congratulated him when he made the decision to follow with basketball instead of baseball like his mother had wanted. Joining the two other boys, who had been observing the interaction with keen eyes, he settles in and waits for her to choose her food.

Jongho leans in, his voice a low whisper filled with a touch of disdain, "she's crazy about veganism don't mind her," he gazes with evident disgust at the trays before them, as if the mere sight of the vegan options is enough to make him cringe.

Yeosang nods in agreement, a small smile playing on his lips. "Yeah, she picked up on it recently and now the whole gang's forced to change our diet, or she'll throw a tantrum," he says, casually stretching his neck as he watches the girl express gratitude to the food lady.

Their words are laced with a hint of amusement, as if they find her quirks endearing even in their exasperation.

As she joins them, she playfully points a finger at Yeosang, her voice tinged with amusement, "I don't throw tantrums, Wooyoung does, what I do is present well-reasoned arguments with tears, it's different," She then turns her attention to Jongho, her finger now accusingly pointed at him, "and I'm not crazy, just... passionate, you wouldn't get that huh, you depressed bitch."

Jongho responds by lightly slapping the back of her head, a playful reprimand for her teasing. They continue walking towards the other set of large doors in the cafeteria, with her pouting and following behind Yeosang, clutching onto his vest. She leans in close, whispering, "Yeo, Jjong is being mean to me." Yeosang lets out a resigned sigh, his gaze shifting towards Yunho, as if seeking support or solace in the presence of their new acquaintance.

"See what I have to deal with everyday."

The group of students passes through the doors, and Yunho's eyes widen in awe at the breathtaking sight that greets him. Before him lies a greenhouse, its walls concealed by lush, trailing vines and an abundance of vibrant plants. Despite the dense foliage, sunlight streams in from the glass roof, casting a gentle glow on the surroundings. Overhead, plants intertwine, creating a canopy of greenery that adds to the enchanting atmosphere. His gaze sweeps across the scene, taking in the sight of small fruit-bearing trees, their branches heavy with oranges and apples. A thriving vegetable garden flourishes nearby, brimming with fresh produce. Colorful flowers adorn every inch of the ground, creating a vibrant tapestry of blossoms, while a stone pathway guides his way towards a table occupied by familiar faces, alongside two new individuals. One, with a similar armband to the president he had met earlier, must be Hongjoong, leaving the other as either San or Seonghwa, as she had mentioned. His observations come to a halt as she steps into his field of view, her radiant smile and plump cheeks capturing his attention. "You comin?" she asks, extending her hand towards him.

With a slight hesitation, Yunho takes her outstretched hand, feeling a warmth spread through him as their fingers intertwine. Blush obvious on his pale skin, she doesn't mention it. She leads him towards the table, her touch gentle yet firm. As they approach, she introduces him to the two individuals seated there, confirming the identities of Hongjoong and Seonghwa. The atmosphere is welcoming, and Yunho finds himself drawn into the friendly banter and easy camaraderie of the group. He takes a seat among them, feeling a sense of belonging settling over him.

He notices how Seonghwa pulls her on his lap, his affectionate gesture catches Yunho's attention, and he can't help but feel a twinge of unease. He scratches his head, uncertain of how to react in this unfamiliar situation. As he tentatively picks at his peculiarly greenish patty with his fingertip. Oh, the lengths Yunho would go to impress a girl he hardly knows. A random girl who's most likely already dating someone from her fucking harem, he can't help but think.

With a sigh, Yunho brings the small burger to his lips, the size of it seeming insignificant in his large hands. He takes a bite, trying to mask his distaste as the dry bread and peculiar flavors assault his taste buds. He swallows it with difficulty, suppressing any visible signs of disgust. Seeking respite, he lifts the cup of lemonade to his lips, closing his eyes momentarily as he takes a sip, the cool liquid soothing his parched throat.

Meanwhile, he listens to her animated conversation with Hongjoong, her voice filled with complaints and the unfinished thoughts from earlier. And then, her attention turns to Seonghwa, her gaze fixed on him as she leans her chin against her own shoulder.

"Wait, where's Mingi?"

"He's talking to Mr. Zhang, apparently he got caught cheating for his dissertation, he might get a zero on it," Seonghwa murmurs, his voice muffled by the unsatisfying burger. He had initially wanted to go for the chicken option, but Hongjoong had reminded him of her preferences, and he reluctantly settled for the vegan tray. The food lady had given him a knowing look, as if aware of the compromise he had made.

"Pfft, I told him Mr. Zhang uses that crazy software, nothing gets past it," she comments with a mouthful of her own burger, her disappointment evident on her face. She quickly discards the burger onto her plate, exclaiming, "this tastes like shit oh my God."

The sudden attention of everyone at the table is drawn to her, and she looks around innocently, uttering a simple "what?" in response. One by one, they all join her in discarding their own meals onto their respective plates, emitting sighs of disappointment.

"Fuck thank you, I've been wanting to say that, is your phase over yet?" Hongjoong rubs his temples in exasperation, but his action is met with a swift kick to his thigh. Startled, he turns his attention to her, grabbing hold of her foot adorned with Doc Martens, playfully pulling her towards him. In response, she lets out a dramatic scream, clutching onto Seonghwa's shoulder tightly to prevent Hongjoong from separating them.

"It's not a phase," she emphasizes each word with a swift kick to his leg, her frustration evident. "And quit tugging at my leg like the beast you are, I'm a fucking lady!" Her voice carries a mix of exasperation and playfulness as she lets out a spirited scream. Bending over Seonghwa's forearm, with him securely holding her waist, she extends her arm to deliver punches to Hongjoong's shoulder.

"You, a lady?" Yeosang snorts from his seat, unable to contain his amusement.

"You shut the fuck up before I tell coach about how you used to bring girls to the locker room to do God knows what," she retorts, giving him a pointed look that leaves him momentarily speechless, causing him to choke on his lemonade.

"That was such a long time ago, what the fuck, I don't do that anymore," he responds, his voice laced with a mixture of embarrassment and denial. He closes his eyes tightly, shaking his head to dispel the unwanted memories. A shudder runs through his body as he recalls those past actions, prompting Jongho to burst into uncontrollable laughter, nearly toppling off his seat.

She clacks her middle finger and thumb together absentmindedly, her gaze lost in thought.

"Wait, I needed to say something to Seonghwa, but what was it again?" she mutters, her voice trailing off. At the mention of his name, Seonghwa perks up, humming curiously from behind her.

"The 4th local," Yunho's voice silently resonates in the greenhouse, and she instinctively moves her hand from the air to point at him, her mouth agape in realization.

"Yes!" she exclaims, her face lighting up, and Yunho grins in response. "Seonghwa, you guys— the basketball team, can't go to the 4th local today. The tennis girls are using it."

"What why!?" Seonghwa's grip tightens around her waist, his biceps visibly flexing under the uniform vest.

"Okay first, unhand me, you're literally gonna break my rib cage," she tugs at the sleeves of his grey uniform, urging him to release his hold. As he lets go, she takes the opportunity to position herself with one knee against the table, leaning forward to snatch the cupcake that was within Jongho's reach. His eyes snap towards her, and she playfully sticks out her tongue before taking a bite of the blueberry-flavored dessert. Seonghwa looks away, her buttocks right in front of his face, not wanting to invade her privacy or risk getting into trouble with the other boys at the table.

"Second," she begins, her mouth still full as she plops back down unceremoniously on his sturdy thighs, "they reserved it first."

"Damn it," he groans, resting his forehead against the back of her head, his eyes closing in frustration, "I'm gonna kill Chaerin, she didn't send the reservation mail on purpose."

"That's not a nice way to talk about your girlfriend," she mumbles, licking her fingers clean.

Yunho's head snaps towards them, unable to resist overhearing their conversation. He feels a pang of relief at the mention of Seonghwa having a girlfriend. As long as it's not her, he thinks to himself, and right after he finds himself internally chastising his own irrational reaction to a girl he had just met. His lips burn with the urge to ask the question, "Okay, so he has a girlfriend, but why are you sitting on his lap like that?" However, he manages to stop himself just in time, realizing that it might be prying into personal matters that he shouldn't delve into.

"He has a girlfriend? But you…" Yunho starts to speak but cuts himself off, not wanting to make things awkward if she was actually involved with Seonghwa in some way. However, the people at the table seem to grasp the unspoken words.

"Ugh, no, he's like my brother," she clarifies, rolling her eyes. "Everyone knows I don't date, especially not one of these," she playfully flips her hair behind her back, gesturing towards the boys surrounding her. As she does, her hair inadvertently slaps Seonghwa in the face, causing him to roll his eyes and playfully tug on one of her curls in response.

"They broke up," Jongho snatches back the muffin from her hand, glaring at her and baring his strong shoulders in an intimidating form when she opens her mouth to complain, "bitch— get your own cupcake, the fuck? Yeah, anyway he broke up with her like two days ago."

"Mine's carrot, I don't like it," she states, crossing her arms in a defiant gesture. The boys at the table can't resist but swoon at her adorable demeanor. Catching on to her playful manipulation, they each surrender their desserts to her with a smile. As she picks up Yeosang's lemon cake and prepares to take a bite, her motion halts abruptly, "wait, what did you say?"

Her eyes widen in surprise as she abruptly stands up, quickly moving behind Hongjoong for support. Clutching onto his matching sweater, she leans in closer to him, her voice filled with urgency. "Why did you break up?" she exclaims, her words carrying a mix of shock and concern.

"She was clingy," he replies casually, still engrossed in his phone. However, his sentence is abruptly cut short as a carrot cupcake smacks him right in the face. His eyes widen in surprise and he quickly looks up, his expression a mix of confusion and irritation. "What the fuc—" he begins to say, interrupted by the unexpected dessert attack.

"I told you not to speak about girls like that. She's gonna be the sixth this year, and it's only been five months since the year started! Seonghwa!!" she exclaims, her voice filled with a mix of frustration and disappointment. She continues to pout and whine his name as he returns his attention to his phone, casually wiping the cupcake off his cheek. "What if a boy treated me like you treat your girlfriends?" she questions, emphasizing her point and highlighting the double standard.

"I'd kill him," he responds in a matter-of-fact tone, causing her to let out a frustrated sigh. She tugs at the roots of her hair in defeat, realizing that her point might not be getting across as she had hoped.

"See how that makes no sense? Treat girls how you'd want me to be treated, you dick!" she retorts, her voice filled with frustration. Taking a big bite of the lemon cupcake in her hand, she chews on it aggressively, using the act as a way to channel her annoyance.

"I'd treat girls how I treat you when they start acting like you," he finally turns to look at her, his gaze piercing through her. The girl feels her face heat up under his intense stare and quickly averts her eyes, searching for a way to escape the awkwardness. Her gaze falls upon the other boys at the table, who seem to be observing the interaction with curiosity. Sensing the need to change the subject, she mutters something about meeting Seonghwa at the basketball court next to the football field, mentioning that it's empty for the day.

She swiftly moves past the boys, grabbing Yunho by the arm and leading him towards the door. However, she suddenly comes to a halt and quickly turns back towards the table. She snatches Seonghwa's cherry cupcake from his plate, adding it to her collection. Then, she returns to Yunho, taking hold of his hands once again, as if maneuvering him like a marionette.

"What are we doing here? I thought we were gonna go to the sport fields?" Yunho inquires, his voice trailing behind the girl who guides him through the familiar greenhouse they had explored during lunchtime.

"Yes, yes we are, I just don't wanna walk the whole way, I'm lazy, and— we're like an hour late," she reassures him, her voice laced with a mischievous tone. She gracefully maneuvers past the table where they had shared their meal, her eyes scanning the surroundings. "Ah, there it is! See that tree? There's a hidden door behind it. It's our secret passage to the boys' side."

Yunho raises an eyebrow, a mix of confusion and curiosity on his face. "A hidden door? Behind a tree? Shut up, are we in Narnia?"

She grins mischievously and continues walking, guiding him through the vibrant greenery of the greenhouse. As they reach a large tree with sprawling branches, she stops and points to a concealed door nestled among the leaves. It blends so seamlessly with its surroundings that it's almost camouflaged.

"Here it is," she announces triumphantly, pushing the door open to reveal a pathway that leads to the sports fields beyond. The sound of cheering and the thud of balls hitting the ground can be faintly heard in the distance. Yunho's eyes widen in amazement.

They step through, and his eyes widen at the sight before them—a vast open clearing adorned with two distinct fields. One is a sprawling green expanse, meticulously groomed for American football, while the other is a smaller basketball court with a solid concrete floor. The fields are flanked by a few bleachers and benches, providing a place for spectators to cheer on the athletes.

The scenery captivates his attention. The expansive football field stretches out seemingly endlessly, the vibrant green grass contrasting against the surrounding treeline. Beyond the trees, majestic mountains rise, their grandeur and magnitude evoking a sense of awe. The athletes moving across the field appear tiny in comparison, dwarfed by the immense natural beauty surrounding them.

A light mist hovers in the air, lending an ethereal atmosphere to the scene. Though the chill of the condensation graces their cheeks, they find themselves enveloped in a sense of tranquility and wonder. It's as if time stands still in this secluded sanctuary, offering a serene escape from the bustling world beyond.

As Yunho scans the surroundings, he notices the presence of three distinct cliques, each engaged in their own activities.

His gaze first lands on a group of eleven boys, adorned in sport attire, diligently following the commands of an older man who stands at the center. The sound of his booming voice fills the air as he passionately directs the boys through their paces, making them run laps between two white lines meticulously sprayed on the grass.

Shifting his attention to the basketball field, Yunho observes six boys divided into two teams of three, engaged in an intense match. The rhythmic sound of dribbling echoes as they skillfully maneuver the ball, their swift movements and strategic plays showcasing their love for the game.

Lastly, his gaze settles upon a group of girls, some dressed in crop tops and short shorts while others are dressed in a tracksuit, gathered near the benches in front of the football team and the bleachers. They engage in stretching exercises, their bodies gracefully extending and flexing as they prepare for their own athletic endeavors.

As Yunho's gaze sweeps across the scene, he notices a small figure seated in the center of the bleachers, engrossed in his artistic pursuit. The person's posture is slightly hunched over, their focus intense as they diligently sketch away with a pencil and sketchbook in hand. It doesn't take long for Yunho to recognize the familiar features of Hongjoong, the same individual who had been sitting with them earlier during lunch.

In that moment, the girl next to Yunho exclaims in a playful tone, her voice ringing through the air, "Hong! Are you going to draw me today, babe?" The sound of her voice draws his attention, causing Hongjoong to raise his head, a warm smile gracing his lips as he responds with a thumbs up. The girls seated in front of him catch wind of the interaction, and their faces light up with delight as their gazes shift to the source of the commotion, recognizing the girl who has captured Hongjoong's attention.

A chorus of excited voices erupts from the group of girls, a mix of "Eonnie!!" and her name flying out, as they jog up to the girl, their energy palpable. In their eagerness, they engulf her in a flurry of hugs, almost causing her to lose her balance if it weren't for Yunho's steadying grip on her back.

As the girls finally take notice of Yunho's presence, their attention shifts towards him. Among them, a mischievous smirk adorns the face of one girl, who playfully twirls a strand of her hair around her index finger. Her voice carries a hint of seduction as she mutters, "And who is that..." Her words trail off as she is promptly pushed away by another girl, who responds with an exasperated tone, "Ew, Kkura, gross! It's been barely a second since you met him, and you're already baring your teeth like some kind of animal."

"Don't be mad just because I caught his attention first, Chae," Sakura retorts, her words laced with playful banter.

"Eunchae, Garam, get behind me, I'll protect you from their hormones," the class president playfully interjects, guiding the two girls dressed in tracksuits to position themselves behind her. The trio bursts into laughter, enjoying the lighthearted moment, while the two older girls in front engage in a spirited verbal exchange.

Amidst the commotion, Yunjin leans closer to the president and whispers inquisitively, her gaze fixed on Yunho's tall frame, subtly checking him out. "But seriously, who is he?" she asks, her curiosity piqued.

"You have a boyfriend!" She exclaims in disbelief, her laughter echoing through the air. The girl raises her hand defensively, trying to fend off the playful accusation, "I'm asking for Kazuha!"

"Nu-uh, leave me out of it," the ballerina interjects with a yawn, her casual indifference contrasting with Yunjin's slightly annoyed expression. The younger girls find amusement in Yunjin's reaction, joining in with light giggles.

The girl dressed in her uniform takes notice of Yunho's discomfort, observing how his cheeks flush with embarrassment under the intense scrutiny of the two girls. She can't help but feel sorry for him. With a quick clap of her hands, she redirects their attention.

"All right girls, let him breathe," she intervenes, positioning herself between the boy and Sakura and Chaewon, allowing him to breathe a sigh of relief. "Go practice choreo number 13, I'll come back down when you guys are done."

The girls disperse, enthusiastically responding with "Yes, Pres!" They scatter off in different directions, leaving the girl to shake her head fondly. Her eyes reflect adoration as she watches Eunchae take charge of the speaker and her phone, diligently searching for the song they'll be practicing to.

"Come on, big boy, let's go get Mingki," she playfully nudges Yunho in Hongjoong's direction. Meanwhile, she turns around and positions her fingers in her mouth, creating a loud whistle that immediately grabs the attention of all the players on the field, both from the football and basketball teams. However, her eyes are specifically fixed on Mingi's tall figure.

As they lock eyes, she waves at him, signalling for him to join them. Seonghwa, observing the interaction, lets out an exasperated sigh, clearly annoyed by the situation.

"I'll borrow him for a second you big baby, just practice 3-pointers," she playfully taunts the captain of the basketball team, her eyes rolling in mock annoyance. The awkwardness they had felt during lunch seems to have faded away completely as they exchange smiles, their connection reestablished.

"Jagi!" she hears someone shouting, and she turns to see San, his face beaming with a sheen of sweat.

"Don't even think about it, you—" she cuts herself off when she locks eyes with the coach, who stands with his arms crossed over his chest, sending a shiver down her spine. She grimaces at San, and he pouts sadly before seeking solace in Yeosang's embrace, burying his head in his neck for comfort.

Mingi finally reaches them, bounding up the stairs two steps at a time, and he leaps into Yunho's arms. The two boys burst into laughter, exchanging heartfelt "I miss yous" as they revel in the surreal moment of being face to face. Hongjoong and the girl watch with a tender gaze, their eyes filled with a mixture of affection and nostalgia. The girl settles herself between Hongjoong's legs, resting on the floor, seeking the comforting presence of his touch. The towering figures of the two boys evoke a surge of emotions within her, reminding her of the times she'd come back from her summer vacations, jumping into the boys' ams.

"Man, I still can't believe I'm here," Yunho sighs.

Mingi, still beaming with joy, settles down beside Hongjoong, his contagious smile lighting up his face and causing his eyes to crinkle.

"I know, right? It's hard to believe," Mingi replies, his voice filled with genuine astonishment.

Yunho, his own smile hidden behind his hand, adds, "You've really grown up, man. I can't believe you're on the basketball team now."

The girl can't contain her excitement and playfully shakes Hongjoong's legs, interrupting their tender moment.

"Aww, you two are so cute, I can't," she exclaims, her voice filled with delight, bringing a lighthearted energy to the conversation.

The girl and Hongjoong allow Yunho and Mingi to have their moment, engaging in their own conversation as she flips through his sketchbook—a privilege reserved only for her. After about ten minutes, she closes the notebook and turns her attention to Yunho, her curiosity evident in her eyes.

"Hey, Yunho, I've got a question. I understand why Mingi ended up in this small town—he moved here because of his dad's job at the water plant," she points towards the direction of the factory, barely visible through the trees, situated on one of the distant mountains. "But what about you? Why would someone from Seoul come to a rundown boarding school in the middle of nowhere?"

Yunho takes a moment to gather his thoughts before responding.

"My step-dad... kinda forced me. It was either this or military schoo—"

"Baby!! Here's your backpack!!"

As Yunho begins to respond to the girl's question, their conversation is abruptly interrupted by San's excited scream. All heads turn towards the source of the noise, and the rest of the gang comes into view. San is leading the way, a wide smile on his face as he waves a sage green backpack—the girl's backpack. Wooyoung has his arm draped over San's shoulder, but his gaze is fixed on Yunho, his expression filled with confusion.

Meanwhile, Jongho is busy chugging a bottle of water, and in his haste, he ends up spitting some of it out, accidentally hitting Yeosang in the process. Yeosang looks at him with disgust before swiftly snatching the empty bottle from Jongho's hands and tossing it to the floor. Seonghwa, witnessing the commotion, pushes the back of Yeosang's head, causing him to stumble slightly. Yeosang turns to Seonghwa, clearly puzzled, and points at the discarded plastic bottle. Yeosang points back at Jongho, indicating that he should pick it up. The two engage in a silent argument, each trying to convey their point. Jongho has a shocked expression on his face, as if to say, "Why would I pick it up? You threw it on the floor!" The argument continues silently until Eunchae steps in, picking up the bottle and giving them an exasperated side-eye.

"San give me a hug baby," with a warm smile, the girl beckons San towards her, extending her arms in a welcoming gesture. San's face lights up, and he shoves Wooyoung aside, causing the older boy to let out a grunt. Excitedly, San practically leaps into the girl's waiting arms, anticipating a hug from his crush. However, instead of a gentle embrace, he finds her arms coiling around his neck, tightening and choking him from behind. The unexpected twist catches him off guard, eliciting laughter from the surrounding group.

With her forearm playfully pressed against San's Adam's apple and her hand positioned behind her other forearm, forming a unique frame next to his face, the girl maintains her mischievous hold on him. San playfully whines, his mock discomfort adding to the amusement of the others. In the midst of laughter, Mingi seizes the moment and quickly pulls out his phone, announcing, "Say cheese!" He points the camera towards San's face, prompting an instinctive reaction from the playful boy. San swiftly raises a peace sign next to his smiling face, revealing that his apparent weakness was merely a charade. The resulting snapshot captures a lighthearted moment, with both San and the girl flashing genuine smiles.

Taking advantage of the moment, she leans in close to San's ear, her voice hushed but firm. "San, I swear if you try another stunt like that, I'll personally make you regret it." Her warm breath tickles his ear, causing a shiver to run down his spine. She tightens her grip ever so slightly, emphasizing her point. San, feeling both intimidated and intrigued, responds with a quiet, almost squeaky, "Yes," acknowledging her warning.

As San is released from her grip, he swiftly turns around and pulls her into a tight embrace, leaning his body against hers. Meanwhile, Wooyoung's curious expression draws the attention of everyone around. He silently raises an eyebrow and directs his gaze toward Yunho, wearing a perplexed expression. It's clear that he's questioning Yunho's presence with his next comment, "what's he doin here?"

Mingi offers a brief explanation, trying to ease Wooyoung's annoyance. However, it doesn't seem to have the desired effect as Wooyoung remains visibly irritated. He sits down in silence, forcefully removing San's hands from the girl's body and placing her on his own lap, a clear display of his displeasure.

"Okay, no, Woo, you're too sweaty for skinship right now," she tries to get up, but he firmly pulls her back in, muttering a "shut up." She sighs in defeat, accepting her situation. She knows that Wooyoung can get anxious and quite possessive when new people try to join their close-knit circle, reminding her of his insecurities. Despite feeling the stickiness of his sweaty forearms on her thighs, she lets him be, knowing it provides him some sense of comfort and security.

As the rest of the group joins them, Hongjoong takes notice of the continued work of their respective teams. He adjusts his glasses with the hand still holding the pencil, a sign that he's about to ask a question.

"Why are you guys here?" he inquires, curiosity evident in his voice.

Seonghwa, not one to miss a chance for a sarcastic remark, quickly responds, "Um, fuck you? If you want us to leave, just say it directly." He lifts his head from the game app on his phone, expecting a round of laughter at his obvious joke. However, he's met with Hongjoong's tired gaze, and the room falls silent. Realizing the serious tone, Seonghwa pouts and adds, "Y'all suck at taking jokes. I'm the captain, I can take a break whenever I want." He glances back down at his phone, finally addressing Hongjoong's question.

"Coach gave us a break to relax, but he still needs to take care of the younger ones," Yeosang explains, his voice muffled slightly by the protein bar he's munching on.

Hongjoong nods in understanding. "I see. Well, enjoy your break while it lasts. Just make sure to be ready when practice resumes," he advises, his tone carrying a hint of authority.

Mingi playfully rolls his eyes. "You're not on either team, and yet you still act like you lead us or some shit," he snickers, his voice filled with playful mockery.

"I'm the president!" Hongjoong retorts with a hint of pride.

"Well, I don't see yn acting like that!" Mingi replies, and at the mention of her name, the girl stops playing with Wooyoung's fingers and lifts her head in confusion. "Huh?"

Before Mingi can persuade her to join in teasing Hongjoong, Yunjin calls out to her from under the bleachers. "We're done with the choreography! Pull up!"

The class president beams with excitement and tries to get up, but Wooyoung refuses to let her go. She slaps at his hands, but he still holds on tightly. Frustrated, she turns to him, silently mouthing "What the fuck," and he smirks mischievously, pointing at his cheek. She rolls her eyes and decides to retaliate by biting his jaw instead of kissing him. Wooyoung yelps in surprise, releasing his grip on her, and she takes the opportunity to get up, blowing him a flying kiss as she laughs mischievously while descending the stairs.

Arriving at the practice area, she begins to change her outfit. She pulls down her skirt, revealing black spandex sport shorts, and the girls around her playfully scream and tease her, drawing the attention of the boys on the bleachers. As she takes off her oversized sweater, leaving her in a casual black crop top, she hears whistles from the boys on the bleachers, with San and Wooyoung enthusiastically cheering and clapping for her. She laughs and playfully picks up her imaginary skirt, pretending to curtsy. The boys on the bleachers burst into laughter, but as she hears a comment about her "nice thighs!" from behind, she freezes. Before she can even turn around to confront the boy from the football team, Jongho intervenes and shouts some stern words, causing the boy to apologize nervously.

She responds to Jongho's protective gesture by making a heart sign towards him, and the young boy playfully reciprocates with a flying kiss. Her grin widens as she sits down, grabbing her bag and taking out her New Balance sneakers. She unties the laces of her current shoes and starts putting on the new ones, carefully securing them and making sure they fit perfectly.

Silence.

As she finishes tying the laces of her last shoe, a hushed stillness settles in the air, causing a chill to run down her spine. The once lively atmosphere now feels tense and unsettling. She scans her surroundings, searching for the source of the eerie silence that has fallen upon the area on her right. Not everyone seems to be affected, just the boys on the two fields, their playful exchanges and laughter replaced by an unnerving quietude. Some individuals exhibit twitching movements, prompting concerned inquiries from those unaffected, like the main coach who's shaking Minjae who's spasming lightly, confused because the younger boy seemed normal not even twenty seconds ago.

A strange sensation tugs at her senses, drawing her attention to a pair of eyes fixed upon her. Slowly, she turns her head, her heart racing with anticipation as she looks past the girls laughing. Her gaze locks with the intense stare of a mysterious figure positioned at the edge of the clearing. The stranger's presence feels heavy and unfamiliar, sending shivers down her spine. Squinting her eyes, she tries to discern the features of the distant figure, but the thickening mist obscures their identity. Despite the veil of mist, she observes the person's body twitching, yet they remain rooted in place, further adding to the sense of unease that permeates the air.

Suddenly, an explosion reverberates through the air, causing everyone's attention to snap towards the water factory. Their eyes widen in shock as they witness half of the building crumbling down, engulfed in a devastating blast. A mushroom-shaped cloud billows above the wreckage, casting a haunting shadow over the once familiar structure. The force of the explosion sends shockwaves through their bodies, leaving them frozen in disbelief at the unfolding chaos.

Amidst the chaos, her ears ring with a deafening sound, drowning out the surrounding screams and cries for help. The world around her blurs as her senses struggle to comprehend the magnitude of the situation. The ringing in her ears intensifies, becoming an overwhelming cacophony that threatens to drown out her thoughts. She clutches her head, trying to find a semblance of clarity amidst the disorienting noise, her heart pounding in her chest.

As the forceful gust of wind generated by the explosion engulfs them, she is sent tumbling to the ground, helpless against its powerful impact. Before panic can fully take hold, strong arms wrap around her, pulling her close. It's Yeosang, his presence a reassuring anchor amidst the chaos. As she looks around, she realizes that all the boys, her trusted friends, have taken cover, shielding her from the brunt of the blast. Their collective instinct to protect her shines through, their unwavering loyalty on full display in this moment of turmoil. A mixture of gratitude and concern floods her heart as she takes in the sight of them, noticing how even Yunho's tall frame is present.

Before a single cry or scream can escape their lips, a gurgling sound reverberates through the air, drawing their attention to the fields. With a collective sense of dread, they turn to face the source of the eerie noise, only to witness a sight that chills them to their very core. The bodies of their friends, once lively and full of vitality, now stand motionless, their movements reduced to sporadic twitches.

A deafening silence ensues, broken only by the sudden retching of the boys. A horrifying spectacle unfolds before their eyes as a crimson liquid violently spews forth from every orifice. Mouths, noses, eyes, and ears become fountains of grotesque expulsion. It is a sight that defies all logic and comprehension, leaving them frozen in disbelief and horror.

Yet, amidst the chaotic display of bodily torment, an unnatural stillness persists. The boys, though engulfed in their own bodily purging, remain eerily immobile. They do not writhe in pain or clutch their stomachs as one might expect. Instead, they stand like statues, allowing the red fluid to cascade onto the ground below. Their eyes, once vibrant and expressive, now widen with an otherworldly intensity. Thick crimson veins begin to snake across the whites of their eyes, growing darker and more pronounced with each passing moment, like ominous tributaries on a map of terror.

They stop.

A chilling stillness descends upon the scene as the expulsion of the crimson liquid abruptly ceases. The boys, their bodies drenched in the unsettling aftermath, remain frozen in place. No movement. No sound. They stand like statues, trapped in a nightmarish tableau.

Silence hangs heavy in the aftermath, enveloping the scene with an eerie stillness. The players who remain untouched by the gruesome ordeal are left in a state of shock, their faces streaked with tears, their mouths agape in silent horror. Their trembling bodies bear witness to the overwhelming weight of the unfathomable events unfolding before them.

Amidst the unsettling situation, the coach, his face smeared with congealed blood, shakes off the haze of confusion and takes charge. He reaches out, his hands firmly grasping Minjae's shoulders, his voice trembling with concern and fear, laced with the unmistakable cadence of his Busan dialect.

"Hey, son, are you alright? Can you hear me? Breathe, boy," he implores, his own complexion drained of color beneath the crimson stains as he stares at Minjae's bloody chin, his Real Madrid t-shirt drenched in blood. His words serve as a catalyst, stirring a flicker of response within the dazed players.

As if pulled back from the abyss of their stupor, the afflicted players turn their heads to gaze upon their coach, their eyes wide but emotionless. Their attention then snaps skyward, and in a collective crescendo, they unleash an agonizing scream that reverberates through the air, causing a shiver to course through the onlookers' spines.

The situation takes a horrifying turn as Minjae lunges towards the coach, embracing him tightly and burying his face in the coach's neck. The shocking realization dawns on everyone as Minjae emerges from his gruesome embrace, a grisly piece of the coach's larynx clenched between his teeth. Strands of skin still connect the gruesome morsel to the coach's throat, causing him to convulse and gurgle amidst the sea of his own blood.

Everyone screams.

Which seems to catch the attention of the other boys. Without hesitation, they give chase to their fellow teammates, swiftly overtaking them and leaping onto their backs. The air is filled with a macabre symphony of gnawing and crunching as they devour the bones and delve into the entrails of their unfortunate victims.

The class president, overwhelmed by fear, finds herself in a state of paralyzing terror. Tears cascade down her face, a clear manifestation of her profound distress. The weight of her emotions renders her legs immobile, leaving her trembling uncontrollably. Despite her desperate attempts to move, the overwhelming fear pulsating through her body proves insurmountable, binding her in place.

In the midst of her distress, she becomes aware of someone tugging at her, seeking to guide her to safety. However, her attention remains fixated on the overwhelming sensation of dryness in her throat. The weight of her fear becomes suffocating, and she longs to release it through a primal scream, hoping to alleviate the terror that grips her.

Abruptly, a sharp slap against her cheek breaks through the haze, snapping her back to reality with a resounding impact. The abrupt noise resonates within her, shaking her to her core and jarring her senses awake. In the midst of her heightened emotions, she lets out a heartfelt sob, tears streaming down her face as she gazes into Mingi's visage. The ashen hue on his face mirrors her own fear, a shared understanding of the imminent danger that surrounds them.

Startled by the urgency in the voice behind her, she registers the familiar tone of Hongjoong's commanding presence. The words "Move! Move! Move!" echo in her ears, compelling her to take action despite her trembling limbs and overwhelming fear.

Supported by Mingi's sturdy arms, she rises to her feet, her wobbly legs struggling to find stability. Turning to face him, she sees the confusion mirrored in his eyes, a reflection of her own disorientation. The surge of adrenaline courses through her veins, finally awakening her body to action. In the midst of chaos, she knows she must make a decision, but the overwhelming rush of emotions makes it difficult to discern the right path to take.

"To the shed, the fucking shed, everyone!" Startled by Hongjoong's urgent command, everyone's attention swiftly shifts towards the solitary brown cabin standing on the side. As her gaze fixates on the distant shed, its perceived distance seems to amplify her fear, causing tears to stream down her face uncontrollably. Mingi, sensing her distress, takes hold of her and guides her towards the shelter, but the overwhelming sense of dread threatens to paralyze her.

A sudden realization dawns upon her, and she becomes acutely aware that she is the only girl amidst a sea of boys. In a surge of panic, she wrenches herself free from Mingi's grasp and bolts back towards her previous position. Mingi's voice reverberates through the air, filled with urgency and concern, pleading for her to return, while the boys halt in their tracks, alarmed for her well-being.

With swift determination, she races back to her group of girls who huddle on the ground, their tears flowing freely. Her heart skips a beat as she spots one of the bloodied and deranged players noticing their presence, intensifying her sense of urgency. She manages to maintain her balance and propels herself forward, pushing her limits and sprinting even faster, propelled by a surge of adrenaline.

The boys behind her erupt in alarmed screams, their voices filled with urgency and fear. They, too, have noticed the approaching lunatic, his tongue lolling out and his bloodshot eyes revealing a disturbing state of mind.

Overwhelmed by the intensity of the situation, she drops to her knees in front of Sakura, her voice trembling as she urges her friend to sit and gestures towards Kazuha and Chaewon, instinctively seeking safety in their familiar presence. With a determined expression, the class president rises to her feet, firmly grasping Yunjin and Garam's hands and directing their attention to the nearby shed. Her voice, filled with a mix of desperation and courage, pierces the air as she implores them to run.

As Eunchae's horrified screams fill the air, she swiftly turns towards her, a surge of fear coursing through her veins. With her heart pounding in her chest, she witnesses the chilling sight of a bloodied Jinsik standing just a meter away from the sobbing girl on the ground. Overwhelmed by a surge of adrenaline, she acts on instinct, lunging towards Eunchae in a desperate attempt to shield her from any impending danger. In her heightened state, she remains fixated on Jinsik's unnerving movements, her eyes locked on his presence, fear gripping at her throat.

In that surreal moment of realization, time seems to stretch out endlessly. As the girl comprehends the inevitable fate that awaits her, she releases a soft exhale, her grip tightening around the trembling form of Eunchae, tears mingling with those of the distressed girl. The pungent scent of the fresh blood permeates the air, a grim reminder of the approaching danger. Despite the overwhelming despair, a fragile smile quivers on her lips, a bittersweet acceptance of the inevitable, as she embraces the prospect of death with a sense of hopeless surrender.

In a sudden turn of events, a figure emerges from behind her, and she instinctively recognizes Yunho's distinctive long hair as he hurtles towards Jinsik with incredible force, colliding shoulder-first. The impact is jarring, sending the younger boy flying through the air, his neck contorting unnaturally as it twists 180 degrees. Amidst the chaos, there is no time to assess his condition as another presence grabs hold of her from behind. Raising her head, she finds herself face to face with Wooyoung, his determined expression urging them forward. With swift movements, he lifts both girls from the ground and propels them in the direction of the shed.

Wooyoung shifts his attention to Yunho, who stands frozen, his gaze fixated on the lifeless body before him. In that moment, Wooyoung realizes that Yunho's fear stems not from the immediate danger or the possibility of retaliation, but from the profound realization that he has just taken another person's life.

Wooyoung's voice trembles with a mixture of concern and reassurance as he calls out to the boy in front of him with urgency. "Yunho!" he exclaims, his tone serious and filled with genuine emotion. Yunho turns to face him, tears welling up in his eyes, the weight of his actions evident on his trembling lips. Wooyoung's words carry a comforting tone as he offers a heartfelt affirmation to the person who just saved his friend's life, acknowledging the difficult choice Yunho had to make. "You did good," he says.

Wooyoung's voice takes on a sharp edge as he snaps at Yunho, urgency in his tone. "Now move." he commands, his words pushing them both into action. However, their attention is abruptly diverted by an unexpected sound. A gurgle emanates from Jinsik's lifeless body sprawled on the ground. The boys exchange a startled glance, their eyes fixed on the source of the sound. A dead body shouldn't do that. A dead body doesn't make noise.

A sense of unease fills the air as Jinsik's lifeless body defies all expectations. His hand twitches, a disturbing sign of movement, and he slowly begins to rise. His upper body remains in a grotesque position on the floor, while his lower body stands upright. His head hangs limply to the side, an unnatural angle for a human neck. It's a horrifying sight as bones protrude painfully beneath the skin, contorting his neck into an unsettling shape.

Shock and disbelief fill Yunho's whispered exclamation, "what the fuck." The mangled body of Jinsik abruptly turns its attention towards him, swiftly darting in his direction with an unsettling speed.

Wooyoung's hoarse voice breaks through, urgently commanding Yunho to "fucking run!!". Surprisingly, Yunho finds a surge of strength within him, spurred on by Wooyoung's frantic plea. They both break into a sprint, their hearts pounding in their chests, while Jinsik's bloodcurdling screams echo behind them.

Gasping for breath, Yunho and Wooyoung catch up to the rest of the group, their pounding footsteps bringing them to the front of the shed.

Frantically pounding on the door, Yunho and Wooyoung shout to the people inside, desperately trying to make them aware of their presence. Wooyoung's gaze flicks back to the approaching horde of Jinsik and the other distorted boys, urging him to intensify his efforts in knocking on the door.

The muffled sounds of voices arguing can be heard from inside the cabin, indicating a disagreement among the occupants about whether or not to open the door. The fear in the air is palpable, as some students hesitate to confront the horrifying reality outside.

Exhausted and overwhelmed, Yunho finds solace in his prayers, seeking comfort and strength in the midst of the chaos. Leaning his head against the door, he embraces a brief moment of respite, hoping for a miracle to unfold.

Overwhelmed by exhaustion, Wooyoung is on the verge of following Yunho's lead and tries to find the words to pray when the door suddenly opens. In a rush, Yunho stumbles into the cabin, losing his balance as he seeks refuge from the relentless pursuit

Overwhelmed by the unexpected turn of events, Wooyoung's eyes widen in shock as their class president opens the door. He takes in her disheveled appearance, tears streaming down her cheeks, and her heaving chest from exertion. As she grabs his arms, she forcefully pushes both of them inside the cabin, causing them to stumble and fall onto the floor. In the fall, Wooyoung lands on top of her body, momentarily disoriented. Meanwhile, San swiftly slams the door shut, sealing them off from the menacing presence of the bloodied players.

Jongho and Yeosang swiftly join San, realizing the urgent need to reinforce the door against the relentless onslaught of the deranged players. Together, they apply their collective strength, pressing against the door with all their might. The screams and frantic movements of the frenzied individuals outside grow even more desperate as they violently hurl themselves at the barrier, driven by a ravenous hunger for whatever lies within.

Overwhelmed by the intensity of the moment, the girl clings tightly to Wooyoung, seeking his comforting presence as a source of strength. Tears stream down her face as she buries her face in his arms, releasing the pent-up emotions that have gripped her. Wooyoung, with closed eyes, presses his face against her hair, finding solace in the familiar scent that surrounds her. His own tears fall freely, mingling with her hair as an expression of shared vulnerability. In a tender gesture, she pulls back slightly, and he gently wipes away the tears from her cheeks, showering them with soft, affectionate kisses.

Filled with overwhelming emotions, the girl shifts her attention to Yunho, extending her hand towards him. Tears continue to flow down Yunho's face as he lowers himself, squatting beside the tearful duo. In a moment of disbelief, the girl lets out a soft laugh, expressing her gratitude for his presence. She clasps his hand tightly, bringing it gently to her lips, pressing a tender kiss against his skin as she closes her eyes. With a heartfelt whisper, she softly utters a grateful "thank you" against his hand, causing Yunho to hide his face behind his large hand, his body trembling with emotion.

"Eonnie," a cry echoes from the background, capturing her attention. She swiftly turns to face Eunchae, her younger friend, who stands there with tears streaming down her face. The girl releases herself from Wooyoung's embrace and rushes over to Eunchae, enfolding her in a tight hug. They both sob uncontrollably. As the rest of the girls witness the emotional scene, they too approach, one by one, joining in the comforting embrace. The cabin resonates with their collective sobs, allowing them to release the pent-up emotions.

Gradually, their sobs begin to subside, and the other boys respectfully give them space, understanding the significance of the moment. However, their temporary respite is abruptly shattered when someone lets out a scream, jolting everyone back into alertness.

"Okay, shut up, we get it!" Joongki's voice reverberates through the room, his frustration evident as he ruffles his hair in exasperation. The girls flinch, startled by his sudden outburst. "You're not the only ones who almost died, stop fucking crying."

Seonghwa, taken aback by Joongki's words, swiftly pivots towards him, shielding the girls from his view. With a firm grip on Joongki's shirt, he pulls him closer, their faces mere inches apart. "What the fuck did you just say?" Seonghwa's voice seethes with anger, his forearm exerting pressure on Joongki's chest. "Huh? Wanna say that to my face you bitch?"

As tensions rise, Joongki's friends quickly move to restrain him, understanding the dire consequences of his anger escalating further. They hold him back, their arms forming a barrier between him and Seonghwa, trying to prevent any physical altercation. Meanwhile, San and Hongjoong step in, their voices calm but authoritative, attempting to defuse the heated situation.

"What are you gonna do about it, ah? I'll say whatever the fuck I want to" Joongki retorts, his voice laced with defiance as he meets Seonghwa's gaze head-on. The tension in the room escalates, both boys locked in a heated confrontation. Seonghwa's forehead veins bulge, his anger palpable.

To everyone's surprise, Seonghwa bursts into a disbelieving laughter. He releases his grip on Joongki and turns his attention towards the girls. The tension begins to dissipate.

However, in a swift and unexpected move, Seonghwa swiftly turns back to face Joongki, his fist connecting with the boy's face. Joongki crumples to the floor, his hand instinctively clutching his injured cheekbone, a pained grunt escaping his lips.

Pandemonium ensues as Joongki friends' charge towards Seonghwa, their anger fueling their actions. But they are met with a swift and fierce retaliation from seven other individuals who step forward, fists at the ready.

Punches fly through the air, landing with a resounding impact, as the room becomes a chaotic battleground.

A piercing scream echoes through the room, causing the boys to abruptly cease their fighting and hurling insults. All attention turns to Garam, who stands frozen, mouth agape, a look of horror etched across her face as she expels red blood onto the floor. Her eyes dart around desperately, searching for someone, anyone, to lend a hand, but all she encounters are fearful gazes.

Garam reaches out for Eunchae, but Kazuha quickly intervenes, shielding her from harm, pulling her behind her. Hongjoong swiftly maneuvers through the chaos, securing his position as the leader by stepping in front of his closest female friend and ushering her to safety, careful not to let her get closer to Garam's distressing state.

"Hongjoong, let me go," she pleads, her voice trembling behind him, her eyes locked onto Garam's terrified form, now crying tears of blood. "Hongjoong let me fucking go, I have to do something!" Her desperation grows, and tears well up in her eyes once again, but his grip only tightens around her. Jongho joins them, holding the girl as well, fearful of any sudden movements.

"Please... help me," Garam gurgles, her eyes turning red.

author's note: yall i just finished writing this and it's like at 5am, im so scared rn i cant go to sleep. im acc curious, did you guys think the last part was scary because i personnally think i was more scared of the scenes i imagined in my head than the text (idk if that makes sense), feel free to tell me in the comments or the asks, also rip minjae, jinsik, garam, u guys were luved.

yuyu and wooyo's reactions when he acc killed jinsik

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[echoes-lighthouse]

Secret f/o's 👀 I cast upon thee, talk about 🌌

Does your F/O believe in astrology? Bonus: what does your astrology compatibility say about you and your F/Os signs?

Do you or your F/O believe in love at first sight? Do you believe in soulmates?

What’s an often overlooked or unknown trait about your F/O that you adore? What’s your special trait that they love?

How sentimental is your F/O? Do they keep every little gift you give them? Do they carry your picture around with them?

Does your F/O feel safe you be vulnerable around you? Do you feel comfortable doing the same around them?

What would the ideal dream date be for you? What would be your F/O’s ideal dream date?

What relationship tropes would you say best describe your relationship with your F/O?

I know it's a lot of questions from the ask game, so if you want to skip some of them, I totally understand 😅

oKAY let's do it!!! *kicks up my legs and gets comfy* My relationship with this f/o is a quirky one that involves nonsexual bdsm so consider it M-rated (16+), I guess! I only get into that under the 'readmore' though because this is a LONG answer thank you anon I adore you <3 <3

(ask game: i'm answering questions about my secret f/os and my slasher kiddos right now!!)

4. I guess I was inviting this question with the emoji I chose! A version of astrology is kind of baked into the in-universe magic system, so it's not really a matter of whether we believe in it? I don't think he has a canon birthday, but I'm assigning him Aquarius on aesthetic vibes. I don't do astrology so lemme do a quick google on that... "With Libra and Aquarius, you'll find a strong connection in friendship and love, and likely good sexual compatibility — though it may take some time to develop. Communication is one area where this duo can break down a little, and they may have to work harder than other couples to really make things stick."

I mean, that's not false!

38. He definitely does believe in love at first sight, he's.... an incurable romantic, it's one of the things I tease him about. I don't, I think that love is a lot of work and commitment that doesn't happen all at once. I don't think that either of us believe in soulmates, though. The world is too complicated for something like that.

11. An overlooked trait that I love about him... is that it's very hard to get him out of performance mode. He's always trying to project one character or another, and I think that it's easy to take him at face value, because he's flashy and impulsive and it's hard to pick apart where exactly the performance stops reflecting his reality. If that makes any sense at all. I love that my job is to break down that performance.

As for a trait he loves about me... I think it would probably be my attentiveness. I've got a good sense of when his mood shifts, but even more importantly I have a good sense of the people around us. It's not quite one of his skills, reading the room (an understatement), so we make a good team on that front.

27. On a scale of 1-10, he's an 11 on the sentimental scale. He struggles with getting rid of presents from people he's fallen out with. We're not a romantic relationship, so we don't have photos of each other, but he definitely keeps things that I give him. Once our relationship went from professional to friendship, he did give me some earrings with sentimental meaning and also some protection magic, and I wear those very often! I think I'm a healthy 6 or 7 on the sentimental scale.

34. The type of our relationship kind of demands that we have to be comfortable being vulnerable around each other! That said, from the start we have a lot of systems in place to protect both of us. As the relationship progresses, those systems start to fall away and get replaced by trust and experience.

15. What are our dream dates? Oh BOY, well. I think that's something that's definitely developed over the relationship. We've been trying to get a trio scene to work with his other partner for the last while, but the dynamics have made it difficult. I think his dream day would probably be something with the three of us, if we can get our shit figured out.

As for my dream day... I'd like a little coffee date where we catch up as friends and I can hear all the hot gossip, and then we go back to his house and do an age play scene where I get to be devastatingly considerate and he cries about it. That's the satisfying scenes for me, and it takes the most trust from him.

40. We're a relationship that it's hard to define by tropes, because it's not a very traditional one. We're not romantic but we're not quite platonic. We're nonsexual but that doesn't mean that sexuality doesn't play a role in our relationship. I feel like there are still tropes that are relevant to us but I can't put my finger on them when I try. Something about class travelling (highblood finds escape in lowblood circles), something about two damaged people with compatible coping strategies (one who needs control, one who likes to give it up).

[natasha-in-space]

Cmc info sheet p.2: Chaewon Lee

Additional info:

Home country: South Korea;

Gender identity/preferred pronouns: demigirl, she/they;

Sexual orientation: Lesbian;

Occupation: Second in command of Magenta's Monitoring unit, Rika's private bodyguard. Used to work as a registered nurse before being recruited into Mint Eye.

Physical appearance: Probably the first thing you'll notice about Chaewon is her height and exceptionally athletic build. She is no stranger to getting some side looks from other passerbys simply because of how tall and broad shouldered she is. You may not notice just how muscular she really is at first, but she'll gladly use that to her advantage to flip you onto your back with practiced ease. Chaewon adores proving others wrong, especially if they make a point of disrespecting her or threatening the safety of Magenta in any way. She works hard day and night to keep her physical form as agile and sturdy as she possible can. After all, her job is just too important for her to mess up. It's one thing to displace some papers or send a wrong line of code, but it's completely another when someone you have to protect might get seriously hurt as a result of your failure.

Now, the next thing you'll take notice of is the way that her bangs cover one side of her face, effectively hiding her right eye beneath her bleached white hair. It's a bit of an odd fashion choice, considering just how important it is for her to always be completely aware of her surroundings. Still, her status rarely allows anyone to ask about this out loud, be it out of their respect for her or fear of being personally 'taken care of'. If she trusts you enough to let you get up close to her, you'll notice an outline of an eye patch under the white strands of hair. See, Chaewon is missing her right eye. She has a brown prosthetic eye hidden under the eye patch, but after being initiated into Mind Eye, she has decided to keep it safely hidden under an eye patch she wears today, growing out her bangs for further comfort. This is merely an aesthetic choice for her, as she does not like seeing that brown color contrasting so sharply with her other eye that has turned bright mint with time. She does not mention this much, but she's not ashamed of talking about it, contrary to popular belief between the believers. Once she gets out of Mint Eye and starts her recovery, she discards her eye patch entirely and cuts her bangs, making her brown prosthetic eye visible to everyone around once more. Her line of sight is limited due to her only using one eye, but it hardly creates any complications for her when it comes to close combat. She knows her strengths and weaknesses alike and works around them with impressive grace.

She also has a small visible scar on the right side of her cheek, but it's hard to see from afar because of her long bangs. Due to her dangerous line of work, it's a common occurrence to see Chaewon with bandages covering her skin here and there. They never bother her too much, and most of the times she doesn't even notice they're there till they get peeled off and cause a minor annoyance to her.

When it comes to her sense of style, well... She doesn't really care much for clothes. She will wear what she's given, and, as long as it's comfortable enough to not put any constraints on her movements, she will not complain. Usually, you'll see her walking down the hall in a sharp black suit, which she will occasionally change up with a pair of comfy jeans and a hoodie whenever she needs to get her hands dirty for a specific task. The only time she will ever bother to make herself look visually appealing, is whenever there is a party going on. On this special occasion, you might actually see her wearing an elegant black dress, standing loyally by her Savior's side and chatting with her about this and that. She takes her job very seriously, though, which means that she wants her dress to be as practical as possible, just in case she'll need to move fast, if some emergency suddenly occurs. Does this mean she carries a dagger on her thigh under her dress? That's a secret no one really knows...

Background: Chaewon comes from a close-knit family of four, consisting of her father, mother, and her little brother who's three years younger than her. Her childhood was spent in downtown Busan, where her family has built a cozy and spacious home for their kids to enjoy plenty of space for themselves. Her younger years were relatively happy, filled with countless joyful memories with both of her parents and her little brother. She has always been an active kid, preferring to run around outside and explore the woods, rather than stay at home and play with toys. Though, her love for origami comes from her brother - Doyun - who was the one that first taught her that passive activities can be pretty fun too. They had a small shared chest filled with all kinds of supplies with which they'd mess around for hours on end. Chaewon still keeps that chest in her personal belongings, often taking it out whenever she feels overwhelmed and needs something to ground herself with. Her family is a huge comfort to her up to this day, despite her affiliation with the Mint Eye.

Things kind of began going south for her around the time she first started school. She comes from an upper class family in terms of finances, which is how she found herself in a relatively prestigious private school. And while her grades kept her parents pretty happy with their daughter, she was not enjoying her time there whatsoever. The only times she felt like all this hard work was actually worth it, was during her weekly basketball practice. Chaewon fell in love with this sport, and it kept her sane throughout her school years. She even wanted to pursue a career in sports, but, after getting into a bad accident during one of her practices that has unfortunately cost Chaewon her right eye... her father heavily discouraged her from associating her life so closely with sports. So, she instead set her efforts on becoming a nurse. That was a career choice her little brother has made for himself after spending many hours by his sister's side during her recovery, and a part of her wanted to follow in his footsteps, so that she didn't have to be alone in the future, even if it meant waiting a couple of years for them to start studying together. Truth is, she was feeling unsure and lost after loosing her initial life goal in such a horrible way. Still, she put her all into her studies once she returned back to high school, and, after successfully getting her diploma, she got accepted into Seoul National University.

Her university years were relatively peaceful when compared to her overwhelming time in school. Once she started university, she found herself even somewhat enjoying her studies, although the pressure was as high as always. She still had her basketball practice to blow off some steam at the end of the day, despite what her father had said about her involving herself in sports. In addition, it was during her last year of university, when she first discovered her sexuality. Before she knew it, Chaewon found herself crushing head over heels on her basketball team's captain after winning a few intense matches by her side. Unfortunately, her first crush never really went anywhere due to her feeling extremely confused and taken aback by all these new feelings clouding her mind. It took her a whole year to process everything that happened and eventually come to accept this part of herself. The first person she came out to was her brother, who supported her unconditionally. Thankfully, her parents never put any pressure on her when it comes to dating, so she didn't need to deal with intrusive questions concerning her love life.

Chaewon has met Rika on the first day of her full time job as a registered nurse, quite literally bumping into her in the hall and making her drop a cup of coffee she was holding. As an apology, she insisted to pay for Rika's brunch in the cafeteria, and that's how their long lasted relationship slowly began to develop. Chaewon has never met anyone like Rika before. Someone so bright and yet, someone so thoughtful and mysterious. Rika's peculiar way of looking at life got her intrigued from the very first talk they shared at their brunch, and her good looks certainly caught her attention as well. Chaewon was the one who asked for Rika's number at the end of their 'date', awkwardly blurting it out without even thinking twice about it. Before she could apologize, though, Rika accepted her request, to her utter shock. They've become close friends over the year, sharing long and meaningful conversation over this and that through the phone. Though, Chaewon never really acted on her affections, since it wasn't long until she found out that the reason Rika has been visiting this specific hospital was in her childhood friend staying there in a very dangerous condition. It just didn't feel right for her to do that when her new friend was clearly going through a hard time.

Her indecisiveness is something she berates herself for up to this day. Since, maybe, just maybe, if she was a bit braver... Rika wouldn't have ended up with someone like V. Back then, she merely stood aside and supported her friend, brushing aside any weird thoughts and suspicions about the nature of their relationship. While Rika did not open up to her as much as she did to V about her inner struggles, she did tell her enough for Chaewon to know that her friend has suffered through a lot in her lifetime.

And who was she to go and take away such happiness from Rika? She may not understand her strange relationship with V... But, if she's happy, that's what matters, right?

Although Rika did offer for Chaewon to join the RFA, she refused, partly due to her busy work schedule at the hospital, and party due to her not being a very social person overall. Though, she did get to meet V, Jumin and Yoosung face to face, and while her interactions with Jumin and Yoosung were quite brief, her and V will go on to share a story of their own. Needles to say... She does not like V much. Her views are pretty biased in nature, especially once she becomes a part of Mint Eye. Chaewon blames V wholeheartedly for all the pain Rika has gone through, and she will do whatever it takes to keep them apart from each other, leading to many conflicts down the line.

Chaewon was one of the first members being recruited into Mint Eye, becoming a member even before Saeran. Her memories get pretty hazy when it comes to this particular time period of her life, as the elixir she had to take on the day of her initiation is a bit different in its contents from the one that believers take today. She doesn't remember how exactly it happened. All she knows is that she followed Rika, just like she always did from the moment they first met. And, if she was to be completely honest with herself... She never really believed into her friend's idea of eternal paradise. Her main reason for following along is quite simple: she didn't want Rika to bear such a heavy burden all alone. Chaewon has no idea that the core inspiration for Mint Eye was first planted into her friend's head by someone else, someone who only wanted to use her.

If she knew, she'd never make the choices she has made.

Chaewon was the one who took young Ray under her wing right after his initiation ceremony, making sure that he was following their Savior's orders loyaly and did not stray from their shared path to eternal happiness. Her relationship with Ray and Saeran is a warm, almost familial one that has eventually turned sour for all parties involved. In fact, she was the one that first suggested for him to dye his hair white, just as she once did, after she took notice of just how much of a hard time he was having with his appearance that resembled someone he hates with every fiber of his being. She looked after him and helped him grow accustomed to his new way of life, quickly forming a soft spot for their Savior's new right hand. However, this attachment did not last for long. See, Ray reminded her of her own little brother. Almost a bit too much at times, especially whenever he would suggest for them to visit Magenta's freshly started garden and talk about other things rather than work. The thought of returning home to your family is a forbidden one inside Magenta's walls... Especially if you're as close with the Savior as Chaewon is. So, to keep her priorities in check, she had to eventually distance herself from the young hacker, essentially putting a rift between them, as she never communicated about any of her issues.

She has dyed her black hair white, symbolizing a new rebirth for her as a believer of Mint Eye, and Rika's loyal follower. From then on, she kept to her now 'Savior's' side, keeping her safe from any danger coming her way and hoping that she'll get to see her smile happily one day.

Relationships:

Dislike (displays clear hostility towards them, will actively work against them and is not above using some very sharp words to get her point across): Jihyun, Saeyoung.

Indifference (prefers to keep her distance, occasional snarky remarks are a pretty regular thing): Natasha, Ray/Saeran/Unknown, Vanderwood.

Neutral (respects them, but will act pretty coldly in their company): Zen, Jaehee.

Friendly (shares a personal history with them or can relate to their personal struggles, will treat them quite warmly and welcoming): Jumin, Yoosung.

Romantic interest: Rika.

[gardenandtreemen]

The Essential Role of Garden Maintenance: Cultivating Beauty, Health, and Harmony

In the hustle and bustle of modern life, amidst the concrete jungles and urban landscapes, gardens stand as sanctuaries of tranquility and natural beauty. Whether it's a small backyard oasis or a sprawling botanical wonderland, gardens have an innate ability to soothe our souls and reconnect us with nature. However, to preserve their charm and vitality, regular garden maintenance is not just important—it's essential.

Preserving Beauty: A well-maintained garden is a sight to behold. Vibrant blooms, lush greenery, and meticulously trimmed hedges create a visual feast that delights the senses and uplifts the spirit. However, without proper care, even the most stunning garden can quickly lose its allure. Weeds creep in, plants become overgrown, and pathways become obscured. Regular maintenance, including weeding, pruning, and mulching, helps preserve the aesthetic appeal of the garden, ensuring that it remains a picturesque retreat for both inhabitants and visitors.

Nurturing Health: Beyond their aesthetic value, gardens play a crucial role in supporting biodiversity and ecological balance. They provide habitats for pollinators, such as bees and butterflies, and offer refuge for beneficial insects that help control pests. However, an unkempt garden can become a breeding ground for pests and diseases, putting the entire ecosystem at risk. By engaging in regular maintenance practices like pest control, proper watering, and disease management, gardeners can protect the health of their plants and promote a thriving ecosystem within their green spaces.

Cultivating Harmony: Gardens have a remarkable ability to evoke a sense of peace and harmony. Whether it's the gentle rustle of leaves in the breeze or the melodious chirping of birds, gardens offer a respite from the cacophony of modern life. However, achieving this sense of tranquility requires ongoing care and attention. Regular maintenance tasks, such as clearing debris, trimming branches, and maintaining pathways, create an environment that is conducive to relaxation and contemplation. A well-tended garden becomes a haven where one can escape the stresses of daily life and find solace in the beauty of nature.

Connecting with Nature: In today's technology-driven world, many of us are increasingly disconnected from the natural world. Gardens provide a tangible connection to the rhythms of nature, allowing us to witness the cycle of growth, bloom, and decay firsthand. Engaging in garden maintenance activities, whether it's planting new seeds, pruning unruly branches, or harvesting fresh produce, fosters a deeper connection with the earth and cultivates a sense of stewardship for the environment. In caring for our gardens, we become active participants in the intricate dance of life, gaining a renewed appreciation for the wonders of the natural world.

Conclusion: In essence, garden maintenance is not simply a chore to be checked off a list—it is a labor of love that enriches our lives in countless ways. By preserving the beauty, nurturing the health, cultivating harmony, and connecting with nature, garden maintenance allows us to reap the myriad benefits of our green spaces. So, whether you're a seasoned gardener or a novice enthusiast, take the time to tend to your garden with care and dedication. For in doing so, you'll not only transform your outdoor space into a flourishing oasis but also nourish your soul in the process.

[useful-kits]

Title: Cultivate Wellness with the Medicinal Garden Kit!

I used the following product, the Medicinal Garden Kit, and I must say, it's a remarkable investment for anyone looking to cultivate their own wellness oasis at home. This kit provides everything you need to start your own medicinal garden, from seeds to soil, making it accessible and convenient for beginners and seasoned gardeners alike.

Comprehensive Selection

One of the standout features of the Medicinal Garden Kit is its comprehensive selection of medicinal plants. It includes a diverse range of herbs and flowers known for their therapeutic properties, such as lavender, chamomile, echinacea, and peppermint. Each plant is carefully selected to provide a variety of health benefits, from relaxation and stress relief to immune support and digestion aid.

Easy-to-Follow Instructions

As someone who is relatively new to gardening, I appreciated the kit's easy-to-follow instructions. The step-by-step guide walks you through the entire process, from planting the seeds to caring for your plants as they grow. It's incredibly user-friendly and takes the guesswork out of gardening, allowing even beginners to enjoy success with their medicinal garden.

Sustainable and Eco-Friendly

In today's world, sustainability is more important than ever, and the Medicinal Garden Kit does not disappoint in this regard. The kit is designed with sustainability in mind, featuring eco-friendly packaging and organic seeds. By growing your own medicinal plants at home, you're reducing your carbon footprint and supporting a more sustainable way of living.

Educational Experience

Beyond the tangible benefits of having fresh medicinal herbs at your fingertips, the Medicinal Garden Kit also offers an educational experience. As you tend to your garden, you'll learn about the different properties of each plant and how they can be used to promote health and well-being. It's a hands-on way to deepen your understanding of herbal medicine and reconnect with nature.

Health and Wellness Benefits

Of course, the primary reason for investing in the Medicinal Garden Kit is the health and wellness benefits it provides. Having access to fresh, organic herbs allows you to incorporate them into your daily routine, whether it's brewing a cup of herbal tea for relaxation or adding fresh herbs to your meals for a burst of flavor and nutrition. It's a simple yet effective way to support your overall well-being.

Aesthetic Appeal

Beyond its practical benefits, the Medicinal Garden Kit also adds aesthetic appeal to any space. Whether you have a sprawling backyard or a small balcony, the sight of lush greenery and vibrant flowers can lift your spirits and create a sense of tranquility. It's like having your own little sanctuary right at home.

Conclusion

In conclusion, I can wholeheartedly recommend the Medicinal Garden Kit to anyone interested in cultivating their own wellness sanctuary at home. With its comprehensive selection of medicinal plants, easy-to-follow instructions, and sustainable design, it's a valuable investment in both your health and the health of the planet. So why wait? Start your medicinal garden journey today and reap the countless benefits it has to offer.

[bettysperon]

Title: Living Large in Small Spaces: Affordable Ways to Maximize Comfort

In an era where urbanization is on the rise and living spaces are becoming increasingly expensive, the concept of living comfortably in a smaller space is gaining traction. While the idea of downsizing might seem daunting at first, with some creativity and smart planning, it's entirely possible to create a cozy and comfortable living environment without breaking the bank. Let's explore some affordable means of living comfortably with less space.

Embrace Minimalism

The first step towards comfortable living in a smaller space is to embrace minimalism. Decluttering your living space and getting rid of unnecessary items not only frees up physical space but also promotes mental clarity and a sense of calm. Focus on keeping only the essentials and invest in multifunctional furniture pieces that serve multiple purposes, such as a sofa bed or a coffee table with built-in storage.

Optimize Storage Solutions

Effective storage solutions are key to maximizing space in a small living area. Utilize vertical space by installing wall-mounted shelves or cabinets to keep belongings off the floor and create a sense of openness. Additionally, invest in storage ottomans, under-bed storage containers, and hanging organizers to make the most of every inch of available space. By keeping your belongings organized and out of sight, you'll create a more spacious and inviting atmosphere.

Choose Flexible Furniture

When furnishing a small living space, versatility is essential. Look for furniture pieces that can adapt to different uses and configurations. For example, a dining table with drop leaves can be expanded to accommodate guests when needed and folded down to save space when not in use. Similarly, modular furniture systems allow you to customize your layout according to your specific needs, whether it's a sofa that can be rearranged into a sectional or a bookshelf that doubles as a room divider.

Maximize Natural Light

Natural light can make even the smallest of spaces feel bright and airy. Maximize natural light by keeping windows clear of obstructions and opting for sheer curtains that allow sunlight to filter through. Mirrors strategically placed opposite windows can also help reflect light and create the illusion of a larger space. In addition to enhancing the aesthetic appeal of your home, natural light can also positively impact your mood and productivity.

Get Creative with Décor

Transform your small living space into a cozy retreat by getting creative with décor. Choose a light color palette for walls and furnishings to visually expand the space and create a sense of continuity. Incorporate elements of nature, such as potted plants or botanical prints, to bring the outdoors in and add a refreshing touch to your surroundings. Personalize your space with meaningful artwork, photographs, and decorative accents that reflect your personality and style.

Embrace Outdoor Living

If you're fortunate enough to have access to outdoor space, make the most of it by creating an outdoor living area that seamlessly extends your indoor space. Whether it's a balcony, patio, or rooftop terrace, outfit the area with comfortable seating, greenery, and ambient lighting to create a tranquil oasis where you can relax and unwind. By blurring the boundaries between indoors and outdoors, you'll effectively increase the usable square footage of your home and enhance your overall quality of life.

In conclusion, living comfortably in a smaller space is not only achievable but also highly rewarding. By adopting a minimalist mindset, optimizing storage solutions, choosing flexible furniture, maximizing natural light, getting creative with décor, and embracing outdoor living, you can create a cozy and inviting home that meets your needs and fits your budget. With a little ingenuity and a willingness to think outside the box, you can truly live large in small spaces.

[severesoulavenue]

The Minimalist Office: Organizing Your Workspace

In a world filled with distractions and clutter, minimalism has gained popularity as a way to simplify and declutter various aspects of our lives, including our workspaces. The minimalist office is not just about aesthetics but also about efficiency, productivity, and a sense of calm. In this article, we'll explore the principles of creating a minimalist office and how to organize houston professional organizer your workspace for optimal focus and creativity.

Declutter Your Desk

The first step in creating a minimalist office is to declutter your desk. Remove items that you don't use daily, such as excessive office supplies, outdated documents, and decorative knick-knacks. A clutter-free desk allows you to work with a clear mind and focus on the task at hand.

Invest in Quality Furniture

Minimalism doesn't mean sacrificing comfort or functionality. Invest in high-quality, ergonomic furniture that serves your needs efficiently. A sleek and well-designed desk and chair not only enhance your workspace but also improve your overall well-being.

Keep Only Essential Supplies

Go through your office supplies and keep only what you use regularly. home organizing services houston them in designated drawers or containers. Having a minimalist approach to supplies not only reduces clutter but also makes it easier to find what you need when you need it.

Digital Decluttering

In today's digital age, our work often revolves around computers and other electronic devices. Declutter your digital workspace by organizing your files, emails, and bookmarks. Delete unnecessary files, categorize documents, and use efficient naming conventions to keep your digital world clutter-free.

Cable Management

The sight of tangled cables and cords can disrupt the minimalist aesthetic of your office. Use cable organizers and clips to keep cords neatly in place. Consider using wireless technology when possible to further reduce cable clutter.

Minimalist Decor

Minimalism doesn't mean a stark and sterile environment. Choose a few carefully curated pieces of decor that resonate with your aesthetic. Simple artwork, potted plants, or a well-placed lamp can add warmth to your workspace without overwhelming it.

Functional Storage Solutions

Invest in functional storage solutions that blend seamlessly with your minimalist office. Consider wall-mounted shelves, floating cabinets, or under-desk storage units to keep items out of sight but easily accessible. Utilize vertical space to maximize storage.

Digital Tools for Organization

Use digital tools and apps to help you stay organized and productive. Task management apps, calendar tools, and note-taking software can streamline your workflow and reduce the need for physical clutter like sticky notes and paper lists.

Clear Your Desktop

A cluttered computer desktop can be just as distracting as a cluttered physical desk. Organize your computer files into folders and keep your desktop clear of unnecessary icons. This will help you find files quickly and maintain a clean digital workspace.

Regular Maintenance

Maintaining a minimalist office is an ongoing process. Set aside time each week to declutter, file, and organize. By making this a regular habit, you'll prevent clutter from creeping back into your workspace.

Conclusion

A minimalist office is not only aesthetically pleasing but also conducive to productivity and focus. By following the principles of minimalism and implementing these organization strategies, you can create a workspace that inspires creativity, reduces stress, and allows you to work efficiently.

[myka5]

What is a suggested restaurant interior for Izakayas?

Title: Crafting the Perfect Ambiance: Restaurant Interior Design for Izakaya's

Introduction

Izakaya's, traditional Japanese pubs, have gained immense popularity worldwide for their unique blend of delicious cuisine, relaxed atmosphere, and carefully crafted interior designs. These cozy establishments offer a glimpse into Japanese culture, combining elements of traditional and contemporary design to create a warm and inviting environment for patrons. In this blog, we will explore the key elements that make up the perfect restaurant interior for Izakaya's.

Warm and Earthy Colors

One of the first things you'll notice when stepping into an Izakaya is its warm and earthy color palette. This choice of colors is intentional, as it creates a soothing and comfortable atmosphere. Earth tones like deep browns, warm grays, and muted greens are often used on the walls, floors, and furniture. These colors help patrons feel at ease and encourage them to linger, enjoy their meals, and engage in conversation.

Natural Materials

Izakaya's often incorporate natural materials like wood and stone into their interior design. Wooden beams, tables, and chairs provide a rustic and cozy feel, while stone accents on walls or as part of the bar area add an element of authenticity. These materials not only enhance the aesthetic but also connect patrons with the essence of Japanese culture, where a deep appreciation for nature is prevalent.

Intimate Seating Arrangements

The seating arrangement in an Izakaya is crucial in creating an intimate and social dining experience. Low tables with floor cushions, known as zashiki, are a common choice, allowing patrons to sit close to the floor and engage in conversation comfortably. This arrangement promotes a sense of togetherness and camaraderie among diners, which is a hallmark of the Izakaya experience.

Soft Lighting

The lighting in an Izakaya is carefully designed to set the mood. Soft, warm lighting is preferred over harsh, bright lights. Paper lanterns, pendant lights, and candlelit tables are common fixtures. These not only create a cozy ambiance but also add a touch of romance and intrigue to the space.

Traditional Japanese Art and Décor

To reinforce the Japanese aesthetic, Izakaya's often feature traditional Japanese art and décor. This may include calligraphy, painted screens, or even sake barrels displayed prominently. These elements provide a sense of cultural immersion and authenticity, transporting diners to Japan without leaving their seats.

Open Kitchen Concept

Many Izakaya's incorporate an open kitchen concept, allowing patrons to watch as skilled chefs prepare their meals. This not only adds an element of transparency and trust but also contributes to the sensory experience, as the sights and smells of food being prepared become part of the overall ambiance.

Soundscapes and Music

Sound plays a vital role in creating the right atmosphere in an Izakaya. Soft, traditional Japanese music or ambient sounds like flowing water are often used to enhance the dining experience. The goal is to create a tranquil environment where patrons can relax and enjoy their meal without feeling rushed.

Conclusion

Designing the interior of a restaurant chain requires careful planning and consideration. It's an opportunity to express your brand's identity, create a memorable dining experience, and ensure consistency across multiple locations. By paying attention to key elements like brand identity, layout, lighting, furniture, color palette, décor, music, and sustainability, you can create an inviting and cohesive restaurant interior that keeps customers coming back for more. Remember, the interior of your restaurant is an integral part of your brand story, so make it count. One can achieve this by getting in touch with renowned design and build firms such as Flipspaces, which can help you with the same.

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Carpet Restretching Canberra: Unleashing the Hidden Potential of Your Flooring Imagine walking into your home and being greeted by a beautifully stretched carpet that exudes elegance and comfort. The sight alone can transform any space, making it feel more inviting and polished. However, over time, even the most well-maintained carpets can develop unsightly wrinkles and ripples due to wear and tear or improper installation. Fortunately, there is a solution - carpet restretching! A professional service that breathes new life into your flooring, leaving it looking as good as new. But with countless companies offering their services in Canberra, how do you choose the right professionals for quality carpet restretching? Firstly, experience matters. Look for a team with years of expertise in the industry. Their knowledge will ensure that every aspect of your carpet's restoration is handled meticulously. Secondly, seek out reviews from satisfied customers. The best testament to a company's proficiency is positive feedback from those who have already entrusted them with their carpets. Lastly, make sure they utilize cutting-edge techniques and equipment to guarantee long-lasting results. From power stretching tools to advanced heat systems - these technologies separate true experts from amateurs. Carpet restretching isn't just about removing imperfections; it's about unveiling the hidden potential of your flooring. So don't settle for subpar workmanship when choosing professionals for this transformative service!

Carpet Restretching Canberra: Reviving Your Floors with Expert Precision

Imagine walking into your living room and being greeted by unsightly ripples and wrinkles on your once pristine carpet. These imperfections not only compromise the aesthetic appeal of your home but also pose a tripping hazard for you and your loved ones. That's where professional carpet restretching services in Canberra come to the rescue, breathing new life into worn-out carpets.Restretching is an art form that requires skillful hands, technical expertise, and a keen eye for detail. So when it comes to choosing the right professionals for this delicate task, settling for anything less than perfection would be a disservice to yourself and your beautiful flooring.

At Carpet Restretching Canberra, we understand the value of flawless floors in creating a warm and inviting space. Our team of highly trained experts is dedicated to providing exceptional service that exceeds expectations every time. With state-of-the-art equipment and industry-leading techniques at our disposal, we guarantee precise results that will make you fall in love with your carpets all over again.

Whether it's eliminating stubborn wrinkles or addressing bulges caused by poor installation, our specialists have mastered the art of restoring carpet tautness seamlessly. By carefully examining each unique situation, we develop tailored solutions that address individual needs without compromising on quality or aesthetics.Don't let those unattractive bumps ruin the harmony of your home any longer! Trust Carpet Restretching Canberra to transform tired-looking carpets into stunning focal points for more information Visit Us.

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Your once pristine carpet, now plagued by unsightly ripples and waves, is crying out for attention. Fear not, for the solution lies in the skillful hands of carpet restretching professionals in Canberra. With their expertise and precision, they can breathe new life into your flooring, restoring it to its former glory.

Why opt for professional carpet restretching? While many DIY enthusiasts may be tempted to tackle this task themselves, it's crucial to understand the intricacies involved. Carpet stretching requires specialized tools and techniques that only experienced professionals possess. Attempting this on your own may lead to irreversible damage or an ineffective outcome.

Choosing the right experts for your carpet restretching needs is essential. Look for highly skilled individuals who have honed their craft over years of experience. A reputable company will provide a team equipped with state-of-the-art equipment and comprehensive knowledge of different types of carpets.By investing in quality carpet restretching service, you're not merely fixing cosmetic imperfections; you're prolonging the lifespan of your flooring investment. Moreover, properly stretched carpets enhance safety by eliminating tripping hazards caused by loose edges. Don't let wrinkles mar the beauty and functionality of your carpets any longer – reach out to trusted professionals specializing in carpet restretching today! Unleash their expertise upon those troublesome ripples and enjoy walking on flawlessly smooth floors once again. for more information Visit Us.

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How Visiting Used Car Dealers Can Help You Find Your Dream Car

Are you in search of your dream car? Do you long to find a vehicle that not only fits your needs but also appeals to your sense of style and aesthetics? If so, then exploring the world of used car dealers may just be the answer you've been looking for.

When it comes to purchasing a car, many people immediately think of buying brand new. However, this can often come with a hefty price tag and limited options. That's where used cars dealers near me step in, offering a wealth of advantages that can help you find the perfect vehicle while saving money at the same time.

In this article, we will delve into the aesthetic appeal of visiting used car dealers and how they can assist you in discovering your dream car.

Advantages of Visiting Used Car Dealers

Stepping into the world of used car dealerships unlocks a treasure trove of benefits that go beyond the surface. These establishments offer an array of advantages designed to enhance your car-buying experience and help you find your dream vehicle.

Firstly, used car dealerships provide a wide variety of options, allowing you to explore diverse makes, models, and years all under one roof. This vast selection ensures that you won't be limited in your search, giving you greater freedom to find a car that matches your preferences and style.

From an extensive selection and expert guidance to assurance regarding quality and reliability, these establishments create an environment where finding your dream car becomes an exciting journey rather than a daunting task.

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Wide Variety of Options Available

When it comes to finding your dream car, visiting used cars dealers near me opens up a world of possibilities. These dealerships offer a wide variety of options that cater to every taste and preference, ensuring that there is something for everyone.

Whether you are looking for a sleek and sporty vehicle or a practical and family-friendly choice, the extensive inventory at used car dealers is sure to have what you are seeking. Picture yourself walking through rows upon rows of cars, each with its unique charm and character waiting to be discovered.

The sight is awe-inspiring as you take in the different makes, models, colours, and styles on display. From luxurious sedans adorned with elegant features to rugged SUVs ready for off-road adventures, the options seem endless.

Navigating the Pricing and Negotiation Process

When it comes to purchasing a used car, understanding how to navigate the pricing and negotiation process is crucial. It's like embarking on a thrilling quest, where you must strategically wield your knowledge to secure the best deal.

The first step is research; armed with information on market prices, you'll be well-equipped to assess the vehicle's value. Engage in friendly banter with the dealer, showcasing your keen interest while subtly conveying your awareness of market dynamics. Remember, negotiations are an art form - stay confident yet flexible as you strive for a win-win outcome.

Embrace optimism as you negotiate; view each offer counter as an exciting dance between buyer and seller. Explore alternative options beyond just price adjustments – perhaps additional services or warranty extensions can sweeten the deal for both parties involved.

Professional Assistance in Making the Right Choice

When it comes to purchasing a used car, making the right choice can feel like navigating a labyrinth of options. This is where the expertise and guidance provided by used car dealers truly shine, bringing clarity to your decision-making process.

With their in-depth knowledge of various makes and models, these professionals possess an uncanny ability to match your preferences with the perfect vehicle.

Imagine yourself stepping into a well-appointed showroom where attentive salespeople are eager to understand your requirements and guide you towards your dream car. With their comprehensive understanding of the nuances between different vehicles, used car dealers can provide detailed explanations on everything from engine specifications to interior features.

Conclusion

In conclusion, the journey of exploring the aesthetic appeal of used car dealerships is a truly captivating one. From the vast array of options available to the skilled guidance provided by professional used cars dealers near me, every step in this process is filled with excitement and anticipation.

As you immerse yourself in this world, you will find that it transcends mere practicality and becomes an experience that indulges your senses and satisfies your desire for style and elegance.

So, embrace this adventure with an open mind and a keen eye – who knows, within the walls of a used car dealership, you may just discover the vehicle of your dreams, waiting to be cherished anew.

Source: https://www.articleshore.com/how-visiting-used-car-dealers-can-help-you-find-your-dream-car/

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What materials are bookends available in?

Your sense of style may be substantially improved by having many bookcases, and when you finish the look with appealing bookends, you'll notice how well-kept everything is. With contemporary bookends, a stack of books that might otherwise not be stunning can appear much nicer. With special bookends, you may arrange your collection and glam up your study. Imagine how nice it would be to have a little collection of books erect, protected from the uneven, messy appearance of dropping volumes, by one of our lovely book stoppers. Additionally, it would be functional.

Every reader has a favourite author or literary category as well as a design aesthetic for their reading nook. The best bookends in terms of quality and appearance are available at Smokey Cocktail with just a click. We adapt to the requirements of each consumer, thus our website offers a variety of styles. Our designer bookends for the office are without a doubt eye-catchers. They feature high-gloss components like tinted and bevelled glass and crystal, along with rustic-looking stone and antique metal cast figures set on sturdy bases.

You've arrived to the right place if you adore reading and are always looking for unusual bookends to go with your most recent acquisition. If you keep buying them because you admire the elegance they provide to your yard and house, group them together with exquisite book stoppers. Obtain exquisite bookends that are exotic in and of themselves to add intrigue to books. have a list of books to read that keeps growing? Not a problem. To keep your books in top condition until you're ready to settle down and read, we offer a variety of odd bookends online.

Once you select a few elegant book ends from our selection, you'll be eager to showcase your most current books at the upcoming party. Put a lot of books on dressers, console tables, coffee tables, and other pieces of furniture throughout the house if you have outstanding collections of contemporary bookends. Using this method, you can arrange books in creative and exciting ways. Whether they're paperbacks or hardcovers, the sight of books stacked between modern marble bookends will make your heart sing.

Are you among the readers who value books while also taking style into account? Choose from a variety of lavish bookends made with literary pride in mind.

We are aware of how proud you are of your complete house and everything inside it. Therefore, we are adaptable even when creating bookends. Each set of designer bookends is made from the finest materials, assuring their durability and giving them a regal look and feel. We have some breathtaking examples of decorative bookends made of highly reflective crystals set on bases with the traditional L shape and made of smoked or tinted glass.

BUSY READING BOOKEND The peaceful ambience created by these two men reading can boost productivity. By capitalising on the fact that it gives the simple message of managing your time wisely, it will motivate everyone around it to become extremely efficient. The two-piece set's tops are both smooth in texture, and one pair has a gold finish in terms of construction. Both of them can be put on any kind of flat surface.

MASTERMIND BOOKEND How sophisticated can a bookend get? Look nowhere else! A wonderful bookend concept has been realised with the Mastermind bookend. A thoughtful figurine rests atop a golden foundation stand on the bookends. A voracious reader should be in awe of the base's exceptional construction quality. For your study, invest in a set of Mastermind Bookends to raise the reading environment's quality.

THE TRUMPET BOOKEND These musical note bookends are made of cast iron and are the perfect addition to any musician's or music lover's collection of books.

MONUMENT BOOKEND The finishing touches needed to complete a neatly organised bookcase are decorative bookends. This exquisite pair of bookends is made up of two parts, each with a pattern that was painstakingly created. The Smokey Cocktail bookends are wonderful presents for voracious readers and give your bookcase style and utility. The distinctive design of bookends makes them wonderful home décor accents.

Purchasing attractive book ends set is a no-brainer if you enjoy reading. It may be an equally simple choice to purchase them from Smokey Cocktail given the wide selection in our inventory. So feel free to browse our selection, choose your favourites, and have them delivered. It really is that simple to update your design!

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RAMADA KATRA: BEST LUXURY HOTEL IN KATRA

This tiny settlement serves as the starting point for one of the major pilgrimages in the world. It is located amid the breathtaking highlands of the lower Himalayas, some 31 miles from Jammu. According to an Indian spiritual mythology, any good request is said to be granted to anyone who visits the sacred cave shrine of Mata Vaishno Devi. To reach the sanctuary, which is situated at 5,300 feet, pilgrims must climb almost eight kilometres. Visitors can also arrive at the monument, which attracts more than five million people annually, via scenic helicopter flights.

Ramada by Wyndham is one of Katra's premier 4-star hotels. Since roughly 1954, Ramada by Wyndham has offered services to tourists and business travellers worldwide. With creative, locally inspired layouts and aesthetics, local specialties, and contemporary staff clothing, Ramada is now exhibiting the uniqueness of each inn. Ramada hotels are one of the best luxury hotels in Katra and they offer the best price guarantee, welcoming service, and cozy accommodations. One of the top luxury hotels in Katra, according to many.

You may enjoy a great meal at one of the best restaurants in Katra, which is part of the Ramada. For those who appreciate a good cup of cappuccino, we also have Katra's best coffee shop.

Things to do in Katra while you stay with us - 

Sulla Park, which is 22 kilometres from Katra, is rather spectacular when you consider its size and location. Sulla Park is one of the things to do in Katra while you stay with us. The park is quite well-kept, and there are many different kinds of flowers and plants to be found there. You can stroll the entire park to get to Shiv Kund because it is nearby. The Anji River runs alongside this spot, so it always has a beautiful, breezy climate. The majority of tourists arrive throughout the summer to enjoy the breathtaking scenery and unusual weather. Therefore, snap lots of pictures in the aforementioned park the next time you visit Katra, and don't forget to bring your camera.

Although Jhajjar Kotli is well known among Katra residents, you will be surprised by how stunning it is when you visit. This picnic place is located on the Jhajjar River's bank 15 kilometres from Katra. It can be reached from NH 1A. You'll be surprised to learn how a region of such beauty could be kept a secret from the rest of India in addition to the breathtaking sights. Bring a blanket and some food if you want to spend some quality time with your loved ones. You should be ready if you plan to swim in the stream because a lot of people do. I'm confident you'll enjoy running.

80 kilometres away from Katra is the Lord Shiva shrine known as Shiv Khori. A cave is present, situated between two hills. You'll be pleasantly delighted when you first arrive in Shiv Khori. Every visitor to Jammu and Kashmir ought to see the breathtaking and unique scene that the sun's rays produce as they enter the cave. These 200-metre-long and 2-meter-high caves have an exterior that is reminiscent of the famed Shiva Lingam. More than merely religious beliefs, the area is well known for the widespread idea that Lord Shiva resides there.

Ameyaa- One of the best restaurants in Katra in one of the best luxury hotels in Katra.

Start your morning with a complimentary smorgasbord breakfast at this rooftop restaurant while taking in the mountain views. The menu includes hotcakes, oatmeal, loaded parathas, and more. Return for afternoon tea and a romantic dinner prepared by famous vegan chefs from across the world or unwind in your room or suite with the help of round-the-clock room service.

Most visitors to Katra go there to see Vaishno Devi. In light of this, it makes perfect sense that this activity is on the list. This temple, which honours Mother Mahalakshmi and is one of the holiest in all of India, draws visitors from all over the world. It is seen to be exceedingly sacred to visit this temple, which is located in the Trikuta Mountains. It is 5,300 feet above sea level, and the entire route consists of steps and high heels. Even if they are physically unfit, the majority of people choose not to use transportation because they think a trip to Vaishno Devi will resolve their problems.

Himkoti, albeit unknown to the majority of Indians, provides breathtaking sights that must be experienced firsthand. You will enjoy yourself at Himkoti because it provides a bird's eye view over the entire Jammu valley in addition to being a clean and well-kept location. Dosa, maggi, tea, and coffee are among the delectable delicacies available at several neighbourhood restaurants. Because many pilgrims prefer to begin their treks to Vaishno Devi Temple from the aforementioned spot, this area is now on the tourist map. Because it is a little bit shorter than the usual route, its popularity has grown.

Ramada Katra is one of the city's nicest hotels. Enjoy it to the fullest

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9 Tips For Taking Incredible Travel Photos

Whether you’re on vacation with your family or your significant other, you’ll want to capture the memories of the amazing trip you’re on. To do this, use these 9 tips for taking incredible travel photos! 

1) Choose an Interesting Spot Choose an interesting spot or object for the foreground of the photo. Something that gives a sense of place or provides some context about where you are in that moment. Take a look at your trip's itinerary ahead of time and look up some of the sights you'll see. 

2) Find the Perfect Time of Day The time of day that you choose to take your pictures will have a huge impact on the mood and feel of your photos. Try to find a time that captures the light in a way that is flattering, while also being true to the location.  If it's sunrise or sunset, these are obviously perfect times as well. If it's a cloudy day and there are no shadows from sunlight on any of your subjects then it's likely not going to be very aesthetically pleasing, however, this could make for an interesting photo. Give it a try!

3) Use the Right Lenses  There are so many different types of lenses out there, but the ones you should have with you on your next trip are a wide-angle and a telephoto. If you're only using your cell phone then explore the various settings. Many phones are able to replicate the lenses of a digital camera. 

4) Get Down Low or Up High Get down low to capture a new perspective. Get up high to see the bigger picture. Look for symmetry in your surroundings. Photograph people to show how they interact with their environment. Get close-up shots of details that can tell a story, like clothes or items on a table.

5) Experiment with Camera Modes Experiment with your camera's different modes. Most cameras have at least three: auto, program mode, and manual. Auto is the simplest and easiest for beginners to use. Program mode allows you to choose your aperture, shutter speed, ISO (sensitivity), and white balance settings. Manual mode lets you control all these settings yourself while also giving you the option of using a tripod or setting a timer. Experiment with different combinations and see what works best for you!

6) Be Patient and Wait for the Perfect Moment The first tip for taking great travel pictures is to be patient and wait for the perfect moment. There are so many beautiful scenes out there, but if you wait for the perfect one it will make your photos that much more impactful. This is especially true with landscapes, since they change over time and light.

7) Include People in Your Photos It's important to remember to include people in your photos. Otherwise, all you have is a bunch of beautiful scenery with no one in it. Unless you're intentionally trying to show the emptiness of humanity or something, there should always be people in your photos.

8) Look for Contrasting Colors To take a great travel photo, you want to find colors that contrast well. This could be something as simple as a blue sky and green leaves, or something more drastic like the red-orange of the sun setting on a snow-covered mountain range. When you focus on contrasting colors, your photo will pop off the page and make people feel like they're there with you.

9) Take Pictures of What Interests You Most

While visiting a new place, be sure to take pictures of what interests you most. This can be anything from a famous landmark to the food on your plate. The more unique and personal your shots are, the better! When you look back on your trip, you'll want to remember your experience and not just what famous landmarks you were able to capture. 

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♡ 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: xiao, kaeya, diluc, thoma x gn!reader

♡ 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: fluff + comfort <3

♡ 𝐚/𝐧: i love u all. mega hugs and mwahs for each of you! | like and reblog if you liked this!

XIAO.

- xiao is genuinely such a good roommate!

- he's responsible and cleans up after himself ><

- he also has this little duty roster to say who does what chores on what day XD he's very organised!

- i think xiao also cooks well >< yes. he pretty much eats almond tofu but he knows that you have to eat other things as well.

- the two of you study together at the dining table frequently! your table is a mess of cables and phones and pens and earphones but sigh. college students </3

- but...

- xiao. hates. mess. continuing from the previous hc, he would pack everything up really fast when you're done :"D

- i feel like he would be those types of people who get containers for literally anything. big batteries. small batteries. medicinal cream. plasters. kitchen utensils. literally everything

- oh, but you like it. >< it's such a wonderful sight to see him pack up like marie kondo XD

- there's so many things he just does for the dorm and you're super grateful to him for it hehe

- conclusion: clean freak. marie kondo. best college roommate <3

KAEYA.

- ooh kaeya. okay

- he's... messy, to say the least. he has a disorganised aesthetic, if that makes sense?

- cold winter nights mean that you get to see him in a turtleneck~

- he uses the excuse "but i'm cooooooold!" to hug you XD

- i think kaeya is genuinely a... clutter person. he's a hoarder bc he's sentimental? perhaps? he has lots of old trinkets lying around bc he can't bear to get rid of it.

- (its cute though)

- kaeya can cook.

- he can cook well. like pastas and soups and stews and stuff like that. he's awesome that way XD

- you'll see him doing the uh... he do the cooking but you do the cleaning <3

- he makes breakfast and dinner for the both of you! kaeya also makes sure you eat proper, regular meals – he doesn't want the two of you to be the stereotypical college student living off ramen

- yes. kaeya KNOWS how to get a good bargain at the market >:D

- conclusion: 10/10. best malewife. his food is AMAZING.

DILUC.

- diluc 🥺💕

- late night tea sessions with him. literally tea while you two talk about everything and anything

- like kaeya, winter season is turtleneck season <3

- cmon! you can't tell me that you can't imagine him being in a black turtleneck!

- anyways, i think he's pretty good at cooking! probably even better than kaeya XD he can make pasta and sandwiches and fish and chips and stuff like that •u•

- diluc likes to switch on the lamp next to the couch and read a book: a thread inspired by my neighbour <3

- so my neighbour has this beautiful lamp that she puts next to her couch, and at night its just this... cozy, warm place. i love it so so much

- and that's what i envision for your apartment!

- its just warm and cozy. the door is always open for anyone who needs shelter or someone to talk to, there's always a fresh plate of cookies

- conclusion: he's the besssst roommate <3 10/10 would recommend... maybe not. you want him all for yourself. XD

THOMA.

- ahhhh!!!!

- ahhhhh!!!!!! (2)

- thoma is genuinely such a malewife wonderful roommate

- he do the cooking he do the cleaning XD

- thoma is really organised! he's one of those people that stick labels on each thing so its all clear and neat >< he also cleans like.. you know the way of the househusband? tis him, but gentler!

- i mean. not that the mc of WOTH is not gentle LOL

- thoma is really good at keeping the house habitable!

- and good at taking care of you as well! he ensures regular meals and if you're sick, he'd boil chicken soup for you or something XD

- the two of you make dinners together frequently heh. one time he brought back an entire lobster LMAO

- but thats a story for another day

- he's such a good roommate pls come home c6..

- conclusion: I LOVE HIM. 10/10 an amazing roommate you'd definitely miss after college!!! <3

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