yhsomin

[yhsomin]

having lived in the city for all her life, somin wasn’t used to being so close to a body of water. this was probably her favorite thing about yunhwa. there was so much open space readily available for whenever she needed to get a breath of fresh air or clear her mind. aunt haeyoung had recently contacting her, telling her how she’d probably have to stay at yunhwa for at least a couple more months. it’s agitating that she isn’t getting any details, but she also understands where her aunt is coming from. the only thing she got from the conversation was to stay safe and hide herself. 

she comes down to the beach probably at least twice a week. it’s her favorite place here at yunhwa, and she’s noticed that other people seem to share the same sentiment. however, she couldn’t help but grow suspicious of a particular figure that she always sees hanging around the same area as herself. he hasn’t done anything but after the most recent conversation with her aunt, she decides that he could potentially be harmful. 

upon seeing him once more that night, she took a deep breath, closed her eyes before firmly coming to a decision to confront him. walking straight up to him, she stopped his tracks and stood in front of him. “who are you? did one of my uncles send you?” her words are ice cold. it’s the way she speaks to any of her family members, and she knows there’s probably fire coming from her eyes, but she’s been taught to stand her ground. look tall and strong.

@yhyunho​​

[yhsomin]

“Do you need help with that?”

ice breaker starters // still accepting!

somin’s not weak; she would never admit to take. she takes pilates, does yoga and weight training. although, she hasn’t really been up to shape ever since she got to yunhwa. but, these  big boxes of ingredients that come into the inn for her job have been proving to be way too heavy for her to carry on her own. taking a look up from the box that she’s been struggling to carry, somin lets out a huff. the last person she really wants help from is minsoo with all his chattering and blabbering, but she will admit that she’s having a difficult time trying to get the crate of unground beans onto the counter. thus, she stands up straight, dusts out her hands and nods. 

minsoo’s one of those customers that don’t seem to know when to shut up, but she has to give it to him for his perseverance. plus, he offers some entertainment during her long hours at the inn, and it’s free entertainment. hell, it’s even better than free entertainment since he’s a paying customer. “there’s also a box of milk if you’d like to help with that afterwards.” 

[yhsomin]

yhjiwon​:​

            jiwon doesn’t know how it came to be, or even why it happened to be, but a few of the customers wandering into the tavern seemed to have chosen him as their favourite bartender. he doesn’t make it an effort to establish his presence, never interested in tossing himself under the spotlight, hands reaching upwards towards the stars. he exists as a coy smile, saccharine words offering false comfort for people who wish to hear certain phrases. lapse into a temporary lull.

            some nonpermanent ventures slip into permanency. somin is one person who made such a move, and while he’s unsure if he should feel flattered he’s the casted target, he knows a single thing. he still gets paid for his endeavours. so who was he to complain? he acknowledges her as always with a simple nod, taking the rest of the minute to attend the other customer. afterwards jiwon slides himself over to her with glided ease. his fingers tap against the counter.

            “  what? poisoned?  “     eyebrows lift, attention grasped by the connotations of potential murder.     “  in this small town? how the fuck?  “

somin can’t help the chuckle that escapes her lips at the amount of surprise that becomes apparent on jiwon’s face. not that she’s admitted this to anyone before, but of course it’s normal. she’d be more concerned if he didn’t show shock at what she said. “if it helps, i’m not from here.” it’s all she offers for now, finishing the rest of her drink in one shot. if anybody were to see her now, they’d probably think that she was going through a drunk confession. however, she was more than sober. this was simply the one time in a week where she can say out loud everything that’s actually going on in her life instead of living a life of silence and secrets. 

“got any family drama to share yourself?” she shakes her bottle to ask for another pour of a drink. somin’s already aware that jiwon’s most likely not to say anything since he hasn’t ever since she first arrived, but she always finds that there’s no harm asking. maybe one day he will crack and talk about how he’s also the family heir to a rich ass company. “or am i going to have to keep babbling on about how my family wants me dead?” 

[yhsomin]

if someone were to see how somin dressed around at yunhwa, they’d claim that she’s doing a horrible job at trying to hide her true identity. the total cost of everything she’s wearing from head to toe cost more than what she makes monthly at the inn. as much as it sounds like an excuse, somin simply can’t help it. when she came down here, it’s not like she had to time to go shopping for more modest clothing. either way, she’s decided that the least she could do so she doesn’t completely lose herself is keep her clothing. despite all that, she hasn’t fallen into any danger yet so it’s probably not an issue, right? 

like any other day, she’s taking a walk around the booths, excited go to visit one of her favorites. she’d only discovered them a couple of weeks ago, but the clothing there was reminiscent of the styles she enjoyed. though she hasn’t had much time to speak to the owner, she saw the twinkle in their eyes whenever they showcased their work, and she found it admirable. “oh, this one’s lovely!” she exclaims as she holds up a top that reminds her of what she saw back during her trip to paris in 2016. admittedly, she had a couple of similar looking clothes in her own closet, but she could never have enough clothes. “is this new?” she inquires, taking a look at the owner.

@yunmiyh​

[yhsomin]

yhyoungmi​:

“ I don’t think anyone is going to stop you, Somin… at least I know I won’t. ”  Youngmi laughs as she watches her friend throw darts at the board, trying to hold back her giggles as it becomes obvious the third time the dart was going to miss just like the first two. Not that Youngmi was inherently judging or actually amused at the other’s failure – no, there was just a sense of enjoyment and mirth with these kinds of festival games that she felt you couldn’t get elsewhere. That, and the fact the games never failed to bring a smile to Youngmi’s face whenever the town decided to break them out for an event. She was happy Somin was around this time to participate in them for herself and be part of the merrymaking.

“ Uhm. My luck with darts is probably not doing to be great, buuuut. I know how sastifying it is to win, so gimme a dart!  We’re getting you that plushie, it’s screaming your name!!  ”  Youngmi grins as he holds out her hand for a dart from Somin, excitement in her voice.  “ And, if I miss this, I’ll buy you another set of darts, okay?  Because it is so important that you get a bear. We aren’t gonna walk away without one, even if it takes all night!  Sound good?? ”  There’s a soft laugh before the younger flashes a toothy grin to her friend accompanied by an encouraging thumb’s up.  “ So let’s throw together, on three, yeah?  ”

what was the point of all those shooting and archery lessons she received growing up if they were proving to be absolutely worthless in her current situation? somin is ready to scream at how rigged the whole game is when her last dart completely misses once more, but she calms herself down upon hearing youngmi’s words. with pursed lips, she hands over some of the darts in hopes that perhaps the other female would have better luck than herself with this game. “i don’t even know why i’m putting my life on line for this stupid thing. i coul buy a teddy bear if i wanted to.” she’s huffing out of frustration, and she probably sounds extremely childish, but she can’t help it. it’s a mixture of excitement and annoyance at her overall situation. 

she’s feeling lucky that it’s youngmi that’s tagged along with her to the event. if it were someone who wasn’t as kind or understanding, she imagines that they’d have walked away earlier. “that’s right! i refuse to step away from this booth until i have that giant teddy bear in my arms.” massaging her arm, she steps forward and takes a dart of her own. “okay. one, two, three!” she exclaims just as she throws a dart. perhaps it’s the luck of having youngmi throw with her, but she manages to finally hit one of the balloons. it’s not enough just yet to win the prize, but it still feels nicer than missing altogether. “again, again!”

[yhsomin]

ice breakers starters!

“Are you following me?”

“Hey, watch where you’re going.”

“You look vaguely familiar…”

“I don’t know who you are but you don’t strike me as the trustworthy type.”

“I don’t know what you want but you’d better fuck off before I make you.”

“Sorry but I’m new around here, would you mind giving me pointers?”

“Strange to see a fresh face around here.”

“Hey you. It’s dangerous to be walking around here, you should leave.”

“Do you need help with that?”

“Do you believe in love at first sight or should I walk by again?”

“Do I know you? Cause you look a lot like my next girlfriend/boyfriend.”

“See my friends over there? They wanna to know if you think I’m cute.

“Hey handsome/beautiful.”

“You might be new, but you’re looking at the top dog around here.”

“Sorry but I’m not interested in your offer.”

“Are you as cold as you seem or do you always walk around like you own the place?”

“What’s wrong? You look like you’ve seen a ghost.”

“The answer is no by the way, to whatever you’re about to say.”

“Don’t bother, I’m busy.”

“No no no, this can’t be right. You shouldn’t be here.”

“It’s you, isn’t it?”

“Happy to see me again?”

“It’s been so long since we’ve last parted, hm? We have some catching up to do.”

“You looking to start a fight or something?”

“Did you think I wouldn’t notice you watching me?”

“Us meeting wasn’t an accident.”

“Hey hey, no need for that I’d just like to talk.”

“Why the hostility? Do you treat every stranger this way?”

“I see no one has ever bothered to teach you manners.”

“Come with me, no time to explain!”

“Look, you’re in danger. You need to do as I say.”

“Are these guys bothering you?”

“Hey, leave him/her alone!”

“You look tired. Need a ride?”

“Shit shit, are you okay?!”

“Give me your belongings and you won’t get hurt. Sound fair?”

“Well look what the cat dragged in.”

“Never thought I’d see your face again.”

“Are you drunk? Hey, you can’t be walking around like that, be careful!”

“You look like bad news….”

“I hope I’m not being too straightforward, but are you single?”

“Nice to meet you.”

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[yhsomin]

"i’m determined to win that teddy bear and nobody can stop me!” not like anybody but youngmi was around to begin with, but this would be somin’s third attempt at trying to hit the balloons with the darts, and she was slowly growing frustrated. technically, she could buy a hundred teddy bears of the same kind if she wanted to—not like she didn’t have the money—but there was a satisfaction in knowing that she could win it instead. she’s never actually been to an event like this one, and she almost felt bad for having dragged youngmi with her. 

while her time at yunhwa would be limited, or so she hopes, somin couldn’t deny that she’d been enjoying her time here. it had given her the opportunity to live life like a normal young adult instead of the soon-to-be-ceo of a big company. her spending any time at the plaza was proof of that. “do you have any luck with darts? because i feel like i’m going to be here all night if i have to do this alone.”

@yhyoungmi​

[yhsomin]

it simply wasn’t like somin to go off about who she actually was. that was the whole point of her coming down to yunhwa: to make sure she was hidden. however, there was something about the bar and the dark, late hours that seemed to push her to spill things about her family and herself. not too much because she’s not going to risk that but just enough to not feel bottled up. enough to not feel like she’s living a complete lie.

on the other side of her mini ted talks was the poor ol’ bartender that she picked up her first time here and have chosen to continue speaking to. upon seeing him, somin could tell that jiwon was the type to not talk much. though a part of her feels bad because he probably hears one too many rants from his customers, she couldn’t find it in herself to trust anybody else. she only really visits once a week for her own sanity, but she’s always sitting in the same chair, same place and talking to the same person. 

“you wouldn’t believe it when i tell you i have to carry my own water bottle around because i’m afraid of being poisoned. i’ve seen it happen with my own eyes, and i couldn’t let it happen to me.”

@yhjiwon​

[yhsomin]

timezones are rough! but i am finally here and i bring to you all my girl, kwon somin. she’s literally the main character of a makjang drama right now because i like being dramatic! 

her profile is here, and i have no premade plots since i like coming up with things with each individual muse instead! i’ll have information on somin below the cut though so please do like post if you’d like to plot. hope to have a lovely time here with all of you! i also have a d*cord if that’s easier for you. ask and you shall receieve!

to put things simply: somin’s the only child to the first born of some rich ass company (kgt group). she’s also a lot younger than a lot of her cousins because her dad and his previous wives had problems giving birth 

so somin’s mother is basically his third wife, and he finally succeeded in having a child! sure, she’s a girl but whatever. at this point, her dad could give two fucks lol at least he finally got a kid to pass down his shares to so his greedy siblings and nephews can’t touch it

anyway, most of somin’s cousins/uncles are obviously envious of her and have tried to go to extreme lengths to make sure that something goes wrong with somin/her family so that their shares get moved over to her (i’m trying to keep things light since this is a village rp but if you want details, they get super rough; her extended family is also the reason for dad’s ex-wives not being able to give birth yknow things like that)

about six months ago, there was an immediate threat on her life by her family members and so her aunt haeyoung (aka the only one that doesn’t care about the business and sincerely loves somin) advises that she gets moved out of seoul 

now, somin’s more of a fighter. the type to never let her chin down and refuses to bow to people whom she sees unfit for her respect, but this is aunt haeyoung being serious so she agrees, and that’s how she ends up in yunhwa!

she’s a visitor, of course, and has been around for about five months now! got a cover up job as the barista at yeyun inn and is probably the ~mysterious~ yet sexy barista 

since she’s basically hidden, she doesn’t talk too much about herself but that doesn’t mean she isn’t talkative! an extrovert at heart, and she loves socializing but the moment you start talking about her family or who she may be, she’ll just change the convo

i feel like i wrote her out as condescending at some points, but she’s not a bad kid lol she’s just twenty-five and has had death threats so she’s cautious about who she decides to befriend. however, during her five months year, she’s felt pretty safe and is under the impression that literally nobody at yunhwa can do her much harm so the guards are coming down ever so slightly

all in all, she’s never really had friends? had enemies ever since she was growing up or even the kids her age only used her for her money/position so the village life is doing some good on her. she finally gets to live life as a regular young adult though in the back of her head, she’s constantly worried about her mother as well as herself in the case of an emergency

[yhsomin]

[yhsomin]

Clarice Lispector ― A Breath of Life