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my jinji don't you cry
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Realistic or Modern Seinteu Cheonsa's All Girls Academy
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n i h i l i s m
my jinji don't you cry
A peaceful hush was ushered in over the morning of the second semester at Seinteu Cheonsa's. Regal young ladies coming back from break to resume learning in the calm, quiet environment that wa-
"Lookin' good, baby!" A male voice hollered. Cat calls and whistles harshly broke the eerie silence in Heaven's Forest, just outside of the infamous Demon's High School. A large group of boys had gathered in the midst of broken beer bottles, cigarettes, and graffitied trees to see their now female peers, dressed in somewhat convincing drag. Unfortunately for the young gentlemen it was supposed to be kept a secret but keeping secrets in Demon's High was a difficult ordeal. One of the new ringleaders, Kiwoong, that was now stepping up for the loss of their greatest leaders broke out of the half circle to hand the nearest 'girl' a map of the woods. He placed his hand on Sung Jae's shoulder (normally no man would have the guts to do this, but since he was wearing pink lipstick it undermined his credibility greatly).
"Now sweetheart, you take this map and you head straight to school, got it?" Condescension dripped from his words, as he lowered his head to look Sung Jae in the heavily mascara-ed eyes. Whistles and hoots cried out from behind them, applauding Kiwoong's bravery. Hatred burned out of Sung Jae's every pore but since he was too embarrassed to say anything, he swatted the taller boy's hand away and turned tail to face the woods. Though, Kiwoong was feeling lucky that morning, he took his hand and flipped up Sung Jae's skirt. Howls of laughter like banshees bounced from tree to tree. And in the midst of Kiwoong kneeling down to examine the frilly pink underwear that Sung Jae had been forced to wear, a fist came sailing out of the air and landed a blow directly to his jaw. Even more laughter burst forth like it was breaking a dam, even the girls in Seinteu could've heard it. Finally after a bit more hassling and overly exaggerated applause the 'girls' had made their way through the marked forest path and emerged out of the woods to set their eyes upon the glistening site of Seinteu Cheonsa's All Girls Academy.
"This sucks." Someone muttered. Grunts of agreement issued out disjointedly like a symphony of teenage angst. Their first task, according to the Headmistress, was to find who'd they'd been paired with and in what dorm they'd be staying. Observing the listings, Sung Jae subconsciously touched his convincingly long hair. Hye-Young? What kind of bullshit name is that ...? Next, the headmistress had told them, they had to introduce themselves to their new roommates for the semester. They had around thirty minutes to do so, (before classes began) but it's not as though any of them were ever on time to class. Or even in class.
"Lookin' good, baby!" A male voice hollered. Cat calls and whistles harshly broke the eerie silence in Heaven's Forest, just outside of the infamous Demon's High School. A large group of boys had gathered in the midst of broken beer bottles, cigarettes, and graffitied trees to see their now female peers, dressed in somewhat convincing drag. Unfortunately for the young gentlemen it was supposed to be kept a secret but keeping secrets in Demon's High was a difficult ordeal. One of the new ringleaders, Kiwoong, that was now stepping up for the loss of their greatest leaders broke out of the half circle to hand the nearest 'girl' a map of the woods. He placed his hand on Sung Jae's shoulder (normally no man would have the guts to do this, but since he was wearing pink lipstick it undermined his credibility greatly).
"Now sweetheart, you take this map and you head straight to school, got it?" Condescension dripped from his words, as he lowered his head to look Sung Jae in the heavily mascara-ed eyes. Whistles and hoots cried out from behind them, applauding Kiwoong's bravery. Hatred burned out of Sung Jae's every pore but since he was too embarrassed to say anything, he swatted the taller boy's hand away and turned tail to face the woods. Though, Kiwoong was feeling lucky that morning, he took his hand and flipped up Sung Jae's skirt. Howls of laughter like banshees bounced from tree to tree. And in the midst of Kiwoong kneeling down to examine the frilly pink underwear that Sung Jae had been forced to wear, a fist came sailing out of the air and landed a blow directly to his jaw. Even more laughter burst forth like it was breaking a dam, even the girls in Seinteu could've heard it. Finally after a bit more hassling and overly exaggerated applause the 'girls' had made their way through the marked forest path and emerged out of the woods to set their eyes upon the glistening site of Seinteu Cheonsa's All Girls Academy.
"This sucks." Someone muttered. Grunts of agreement issued out disjointedly like a symphony of teenage angst. Their first task, according to the Headmistress, was to find who'd they'd been paired with and in what dorm they'd be staying. Observing the listings, Sung Jae subconsciously touched his convincingly long hair. Hye-Young? What kind of bullshit name is that ...? Next, the headmistress had told them, they had to introduce themselves to their new roommates for the semester. They had around thirty minutes to do so, (before classes began) but it's not as though any of them were ever on time to class. Or even in class.
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CHOI, YOO JUNG*Ah really...* She thought inwardly, not really knowing how she should feel. I mean what was she supposed to feel? The room mate she had been rooming since her first year here has finally decided to move towards another room. In other words request for a room change. Just thinking about it had caused her grip on the handle of her school messenger bag to ball up in a fist. As if it would help her calm down she had taken out some earbuds out of her bag and put them on. At a glance it seemed like she was listening to music but in reality there was nothing connected to the other end of the line. What was the point anyways? It's not like she could hear music even if she tried.
Although her hearing aid would be enable her too, there wasn't any joy in listening as it would always pick up other unnecessary sounds outside which would kill the song. In the end the only things these earbuds were only there to signal others to leave her alone. Making her way towards school alone she occupied herself continuosly kicking a certain rock down the road to soothe her anger, making indistinguishable grumbles under her breath. Translating as: "Heol, Lee Soo Min you sure are a work of art. Those top actresses have nothing on you."
After that the ramblings which came out of her were far beyond comprehension of the Korean language. With a kick filled with all of her strength her companion rock had flown somewhere high up in the air. With nothing else to let out her irritation she power walked towards the school gates. As so, she had gotten to school a bit earlier than usual. *Ugh waiting in class today would be a pain...* She didn't feel like going to the classroom, there was nothing to do but sit and wait for the teacher.
With this in mind she went to her usual empty bench in a not so visited part of the school. There she could feel at ease taking out her notebook in which she called her black note even though the notebook itself is white. In here she was able to release all her pent up emotions in which she couldn't do so before. After her counselor had recommended her to do so to release stress. And surprisingly it worked. Before she knew it she would always do it secretly when she was alone. Over the course of two years she's already filled out six notebooks. Getting out a black pen she began to write her first thoughts of today.
[Really, every single one of them are hypocrites.]
Although her hearing aid would be enable her too, there wasn't any joy in listening as it would always pick up other unnecessary sounds outside which would kill the song. In the end the only things these earbuds were only there to signal others to leave her alone. Making her way towards school alone she occupied herself continuosly kicking a certain rock down the road to soothe her anger, making indistinguishable grumbles under her breath. Translating as: "Heol, Lee Soo Min you sure are a work of art. Those top actresses have nothing on you."
After that the ramblings which came out of her were far beyond comprehension of the Korean language. With a kick filled with all of her strength her companion rock had flown somewhere high up in the air. With nothing else to let out her irritation she power walked towards the school gates. As so, she had gotten to school a bit earlier than usual. *Ugh waiting in class today would be a pain...* She didn't feel like going to the classroom, there was nothing to do but sit and wait for the teacher.
With this in mind she went to her usual empty bench in a not so visited part of the school. There she could feel at ease taking out her notebook in which she called her black note even though the notebook itself is white. In here she was able to release all her pent up emotions in which she couldn't do so before. After her counselor had recommended her to do so to release stress. And surprisingly it worked. Before she knew it she would always do it secretly when she was alone. Over the course of two years she's already filled out six notebooks. Getting out a black pen she began to write her first thoughts of today.
[Really, every single one of them are hypocrites.]
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LastRomeo
아주 NICE
It wasn't exactly a long walk from the train to the path to school, but an overwhelming feeling of relief came to her when things began to look more familiar. The path wasn't very crowded, which could either mean that she had arrived early or late, depending on the time. She gave herself and the train the benefit of the doubt and assumed that she was early. This was also a hope of hers, as she probably didn't want to go through whatever Sujin would do to her if she found out that her roommate was late to class on the first day back from break.
After a while, her mind stopped wondering into possible situations, and she focused on walking. Her pace was something of a fast one, so she had ended up passing many people on the path with her. She was going faster than necessary, but perhaps the looming fear that nearly everyone had of the neighboring school caused her tense pace. Besides, why should she worry about how she was walking when she could look at the people she was passing? She was admittedly the kind of person that stares at random people in public for more than what is usually acceptable. Her first victims were a group of girls who she did not recognize. Whether she actually didn't know them or she just didn't have a good view from behind them was up for question, but she had reached the end of the path before she could figure it out. It was probably too early in the day to go up and ask yet, that would be creepy.
However, her lingering curiosity would not let her leave all too easily, so remaining outside would be her only satisfactory option, at least until they all go their separate ways. So, once she found a nice patch of grass to sit in next to the building, she began to try and make it seem like she wasn't watching the people around her.
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Mood: Pleasant Location: Academy path, Near the Academy building Mentions: Male Students - @Ambivalence @SociallyAwkward123 // Sujin - @Ophirius
Ophirius
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Divine snow white locks, mesmerising crimson orbs, flawless porcelain skin and an ethereal expression. A fragile flower, surreal yet transcending effortlessly.
A pair of fingertips caressed the screen ever so gently. Pitch-black eyes were preying upon the boy's figure, rosy pink lips curved into a menacing smile as he timidly replied her. The soft voice of his was able to make the hunched over figure recoil in pure pleasure.
"Jieun you little cinnamon bun I'll seriously die if you keep this up" the female holding the console sighed out in despair.
A refreshing breeze caressed the rose gold blonde locks of hers and momentarily the opaque orbs lifted their ruthless gaze from the screen to gaze through the open window. Thoughtfully the tip of her tongue travelled along the inner surface of her rosy lips, contemplating between doing some actual work or to continue to graze around.
A warm cascade of sunlight shone into the small conference room for the Student Body, urging the one person present to leave the building's protecting walls. Nevertheless the girl that was comfortably seated on the chair didn't move an inch.
"Such a hassle".
Instead she stabbed a hand through her silky hair and clicked her tongue in annoyance. Fucking kids that couldn't take care of themselves and behave so that she actually had to waste her precious time on their filthy asses. Great future was awaiting them all, not.
Divine snow white locks, mesmerising crimson orbs, flawless porcelain skin and an ethereal expression. A fragile flower, surreal yet transcending effortlessly.
A pair of fingertips caressed the screen ever so gently. Pitch-black eyes were preying upon the boy's figure, rosy pink lips curved into a menacing smile as he timidly replied her. The soft voice of his was able to make the hunched over figure recoil in pure pleasure.
"Jieun you little cinnamon bun I'll seriously die if you keep this up" the female holding the console sighed out in despair.
A refreshing breeze caressed the rose gold blonde locks of hers and momentarily the opaque orbs lifted their ruthless gaze from the screen to gaze through the open window. Thoughtfully the tip of her tongue travelled along the inner surface of her rosy lips, contemplating between doing some actual work or to continue to graze around.
A warm cascade of sunlight shone into the small conference room for the Student Body, urging the one person present to leave the building's protecting walls. Nevertheless the girl that was comfortably seated on the chair didn't move an inch.
"Such a hassle".
Instead she stabbed a hand through her silky hair and clicked her tongue in annoyance. Fucking kids that couldn't take care of themselves and behave so that she actually had to waste her precious time on their filthy asses. Great future was awaiting them all, not.
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the bts life
Min, Sora
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Today was the day. The long-awaited day of crisp autumn breezes, noisy school hallways and no more parental supervision. No more pretending to be a good little girl for the sake of not being kicked out of her own home and no more fake friends that her parents forced her to hang around. Yes, for Min Sora today was going to be the best day of the year, much better than those sticky, dragged-out summer days, or at least that’s what she hoped as she boarded the train to leave for Seinteu Cheonsa’s All Girls Academy.
Even though it hadn’t begun as the best day-she still had a killer hangover and was probably still slightly intoxicated from the night before-Sora had hyped herself up enough in the past week to still be optimistic. She had already taken an ibuprofen which hadn't really touched her throbbing head and she was on her way to finishing her second bottle of water all in hopes that by the time she reached the Academy she wouldn’t feel like she was dying from the inside out. By the looks of it, it wouldn’t be long before she reached her destination.
Sora watched from the train window as her hometown of Seoul faded to the rolling, tree-pocked hills of the countryside. Her heart began to beat faster in her chest almost uncomfortably so. She wasn’t nervous… well, maybe a little… but she was excited as well. Anxious is the word that she decided on, though a bit begrudgingly. Sora didn’t like admitting weakness, even to herself, but the thought of having yet another new roommate made her stomach clench.
Sora soon became spaced out, her thoughts wandering to scenarios of roommates-gone-wrong. She knew that she was being ridiculous and not to mention overly dramatic when the fear of being stabbed in her sleep entered her mind. This wasn’t some K-drama. Sora found herself rolling her eyes at the stupidity of her thoughts only to look out the train window and realize that she had arrived at the Academy.
Sora’s heart slowed its rapid pace as she walked the path that led around the school. The scenery wasn’t much to look at but as the still-warm air of the lingering summer curled around her, she felt at home which was a feeling that had eluded her since she was small. She didn’t really know anyone, not personally anyway, but Sora intended to change that this year. So as she saw the odd brown-haired girl sitting in the grass doing what she did best, staring at people, Sora made a point to utter a quick “Annyeong, Seolhee.”. She then turned to see just exactly who Seolhee was staring at. It was a group of girls whom Sora didn’t recognize. That piqued her curiously. She knew mostly everyone’s face here.
“You’re new here.” Sora said in the group’s direction. She took her time walking up to them and when she reached them, she stuck out her hand to be shook. “I’m Min Sora.” she announced, her voice quiet and friendly enough but her dark eyes were scrutinizing.
((way longer than intended...))
@Ambivalence @SociallyAwkward123
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Zhang Han
| the academy | annoyed & embarrassed | @theidiots
| uniform | 'I'm going to end up killing someone'
Okay so maybe it wasn't ideal. The whole situation was the worst thing any proud male would be put through. But somehow the angelic Han had been sucked into it. His blonde hair had been covered by a dark brown wig that ended just above his shoulders and tickled his sensitive neck each time he moved. Makeup had been applied to his delicate features. Light pink lip gloss on his full lips, eyeliner making his doe like eyes seem sparkly and innocent, and sweet perfume clung to his skin. His outfit made Han want to die. The white long sleeved button up, maroon colored bow and matching skirt, and not to mention the black tights that felt like they were suffocating Han's legs. The males around the group of boys had been howling with laughter as the cross dressing males made their way onto the main path of the all girl's school. Han sported a sour look on his delicate features and he brushed back the wig's bangs and rolled his doe like eyes. "Alright I think I'm going to pretend I'm mute. Or I may just speak in Chinese for the rest of the year" He said in an unhappy tone, but shut up when a girl approached the group. She looked like a troublemaker. Especially her eyes. Scoffing slightly the male cleared his throat before waving to everyone.
"I'm going to my dorm room. And remember I don't shake hands with strangers" His Chinese had been in a softer register as he gripped his black backpack in his pale hands. Beginning to walk away, the Chinese looked at the girls that he passed by, some of them looking at him with wide eyes. Since day one Han had been told he was more beautiful and elegant looking than the majority of the female race so it wasn't that hard to convince him that he'd fit in just fine at the girl's school. He had the name of his dorm room and roommate written down on a map of the school and school campus so he figured he'd run into her sooner or later.
Han felt uncomfortable in the uniform he was literally forced into wearing, but he told himself it could be worse. He could be wearing something that showed off his 'womanly' figure and be tight in 'all the right places'. Han had purposefully chosen a rather baggy top for his button up as he didn't feel like someone commenting about his lack of breasts. Shivering at that thought, the male walked down the path towards the abnormally happy and bright looking building. A frown was soon sketched on his full lips as he entered the school, his map clutched in his hand, but he didn't even crinkle it. Like seriously Han had some weird obsession with keeping papers completely and utterly perfect. He hated when they were crinkled and wrinkled and God forbid if it had a stain or rip. Literally Han almost beat a kid in class for spilling water on his homework. Nobody really understands his obsession with this because he's the messiest person alive, but honestly the majority are too scared to ask.
For some reason Han is a very intimidating person when he's angry. Nobody has seen him truly angry since middle school, but honestly that was enough to make people stop trying to anger him. Despite his slender build and innocent face, Han can be one hell of a bitch. Pursing his lips, the doe eyed male looked around the school and kind of took everything in. Honestly he was tempted to find the perfect place to run off to and hide in during classes he didn't like. He really wanted to just sleep through class despite being a smart kid, most of the time. Han is that one person who is actually very smart but is too lazy to turn anything in on time that he almost fails the majority of his classes. It's a bit of a problem, but it's not one he wants to fix.
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"I'm going to my dorm room. And remember I don't shake hands with strangers" His Chinese had been in a softer register as he gripped his black backpack in his pale hands. Beginning to walk away, the Chinese looked at the girls that he passed by, some of them looking at him with wide eyes. Since day one Han had been told he was more beautiful and elegant looking than the majority of the female race so it wasn't that hard to convince him that he'd fit in just fine at the girl's school. He had the name of his dorm room and roommate written down on a map of the school and school campus so he figured he'd run into her sooner or later.
Han felt uncomfortable in the uniform he was literally forced into wearing, but he told himself it could be worse. He could be wearing something that showed off his 'womanly' figure and be tight in 'all the right places'. Han had purposefully chosen a rather baggy top for his button up as he didn't feel like someone commenting about his lack of breasts. Shivering at that thought, the male walked down the path towards the abnormally happy and bright looking building. A frown was soon sketched on his full lips as he entered the school, his map clutched in his hand, but he didn't even crinkle it. Like seriously Han had some weird obsession with keeping papers completely and utterly perfect. He hated when they were crinkled and wrinkled and God forbid if it had a stain or rip. Literally Han almost beat a kid in class for spilling water on his homework. Nobody really understands his obsession with this because he's the messiest person alive, but honestly the majority are too scared to ask.
For some reason Han is a very intimidating person when he's angry. Nobody has seen him truly angry since middle school, but honestly that was enough to make people stop trying to anger him. Despite his slender build and innocent face, Han can be one hell of a bitch. Pursing his lips, the doe eyed male looked around the school and kind of took everything in. Honestly he was tempted to find the perfect place to run off to and hide in during classes he didn't like. He really wanted to just sleep through class despite being a smart kid, most of the time. Han is that one person who is actually very smart but is too lazy to turn anything in on time that he almost fails the majority of his classes. It's a bit of a problem, but it's not one he wants to fix.
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I'm feeling salty today so Han will be salty.
rennuelaw
Five Thousand Club
Min Bo-Ra
"Fucking bitch" A voice said as the 'girls' walked , 'her' long blonde hair that faded to aquamarine at the tips blew in the air as 'she' continued to struggle with her skirt that continuously tried to flip upwards. " Fucking stupid headmistress and annoying as fuck teenage idiots" Bora cursed repeated as 'she' walked along with the other 'girls' , even though 'she' was actually stomping instead.
As 'she' walked along with the group , still seething at the fact 'she' was being made fun of , forced into drag before being forced in these goddamned heels , she noticed a girl walking up to them who proceeded to introduce herself as Min Sora. He couldn't stop the smirk that climb its way onto his pretty face. ' How lucky am I to meet my roommate already . " Hello , I'm Bora. I'm your new roommate. " He said , voice higher pitched than before as he gave the girl a fake smile , opting to play the role of a nice happy person.
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Kan Sunhwa
Sunhwa practically sighed in relief when she stepped onto the train. She had quite the hectic morning. While she was getting ready to go, her parents kept asking her questions and tried to make sure she had everything. They were basically treating her like a child, despite her already being 18 years old. It wasn't like she couldn't take care of herself. Sunhwa honestly appreciated the sentiment behind it, but most of the time they were getting in her way. She would have missed the train because of them, but luckily Do-hyung, her older brother, was there to stop them.
Taking out her earphones, she put them on so that she could have something to pass the time. The train ride was peaceful and it gave Sunhwa time to think. She wasn't feeling too nervous about going back to school, despite knowing she was getting a new room mate. It wasn't like she was excited about it either. She has been living with the same girl since freshman year and throughout the years gotten to know each other and made the living arrangement work. Sunhwa doesn't know how well she'll get along with the new girl that is her roommate, but she knows she'll at least try.
Getting off at her stop, Sunhwa took a few seconds to breathe in the familiar air. She took out her phone just in case she saw something she wanted to take a picture of. As she made her way to the academy, Sunhwa held up her phone taking pictures as she went by. Not wanting to miss anything, she was looking ahead of her by looking through the camera on her phone. She had passed some girls who were also making their way to the academy and they had given Sunhwa weird looks, but she didn't mind. She didn't really care all that much about what others thought of her. She just really wanted to be ready in case she saw something aesthetic pop up in her phone camera.
Once she finally got onto the school grounds, Sunhwa first saw a group of girls that she did not recognize. She assumed they were new to the school, and Sunhwa thought it would be good to introduce herself. Getting closer, she noticed that Min Sora had approached them first. She wasn't all too close with Sora, hell, she wasn't close with anyone at the school, but it didn't hurt to give morning greetings. She found it a little disappointing when one of the new girls walked away. Oh well, she'll probably see her at some point in the rest of the school year and say hi. Sunhwa walked up to them, her phone still up at her face, and her still using her phone camera to see where she's going. "Good morning Sora" she said with a small wave and then finally puts down the phone to her side. Sunhwa then turns to the other girls. "You guys are new students right? Nice to meet you, I'm Kan Sunhwa" she says with a smile.
Taking out her earphones, she put them on so that she could have something to pass the time. The train ride was peaceful and it gave Sunhwa time to think. She wasn't feeling too nervous about going back to school, despite knowing she was getting a new room mate. It wasn't like she was excited about it either. She has been living with the same girl since freshman year and throughout the years gotten to know each other and made the living arrangement work. Sunhwa doesn't know how well she'll get along with the new girl that is her roommate, but she knows she'll at least try.
Getting off at her stop, Sunhwa took a few seconds to breathe in the familiar air. She took out her phone just in case she saw something she wanted to take a picture of. As she made her way to the academy, Sunhwa held up her phone taking pictures as she went by. Not wanting to miss anything, she was looking ahead of her by looking through the camera on her phone. She had passed some girls who were also making their way to the academy and they had given Sunhwa weird looks, but she didn't mind. She didn't really care all that much about what others thought of her. She just really wanted to be ready in case she saw something aesthetic pop up in her phone camera.
Once she finally got onto the school grounds, Sunhwa first saw a group of girls that she did not recognize. She assumed they were new to the school, and Sunhwa thought it would be good to introduce herself. Getting closer, she noticed that Min Sora had approached them first. She wasn't all too close with Sora, hell, she wasn't close with anyone at the school, but it didn't hurt to give morning greetings. She found it a little disappointing when one of the new girls walked away. Oh well, she'll probably see her at some point in the rest of the school year and say hi. Sunhwa walked up to them, her phone still up at her face, and her still using her phone camera to see where she's going. "Good morning Sora" she said with a small wave and then finally puts down the phone to her side. Sunhwa then turns to the other girls. "You guys are new students right? Nice to meet you, I'm Kan Sunhwa" she says with a smile.
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L O C A T I O N: Seinteu Cheonsa High School; Courtyard
M O O D: Mischievous; Cutesy
A P P E A R A N C E: @Ambivalence @SociallyAwkward123
M O O D: Mischievous; Cutesy
A P P E A R A N C E: @Ambivalence @SociallyAwkward123
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B O L D: Speaking
I T A L I C S: Thought
B O L D + I T A L I C S: Speaking English
N A M , Y E O N G - S U
"Fucking kids will learn their lessons when I get back..." was all Yeong-Su could think about. Catcalling, whistling, Yeong-Su did not want to be treated this way. He expected respect which might have well disappeared the moment he put on this get-up. Sure he looked pretty hot, makeup on point thanks to his sister, cute as a button. His dark hair was covered by a long wig, cascading in waves down his back. Damn, it was itchy. He crossed his arms over his breasts. Hey, he had to look the part of a girl and he took his sister's push up bra to prove it. They weren't big, but it was something to not look suspicious.
"Okay boys, we'll be leaving then~" Yeong-Su said with a smile. His tone was cute but dripping with hidden venom. Some of them stopped immediately. The others who continued to grab Yeong-Su by the waist would learn their lesson later anyways. He rolled his eyes, face morphing into a scowl before returning to normal. Yeong-Su's gaze wandered to his dear Sung Jae whose skirt was flipped up and an ugly weasel stood looking at it. The fuck was Kiwoong doing? He himself was pissed as it is, and that was almost his breaking point. Until his lovely Sung Jae punched the living daylights out of that slimy weasel. Yeong-Su almost lost it, he smirked before walking over to Kiwoong.
No one gets away with messing with Sung Jae. And Kiwoong was just an over glorified pervert. Yeong-Su wasn’t sure how he could even be promoted to the temporary leader. He walked over to Kiwoong, sitting on the floor rubbing his jaw. That sure was a hard punch. "Serves you right. Don’t mess with Sung-Jae, ne?" he said before blowing a kiss and skipping off. Well if he had to dress up as a girl, he might as well act the part too.
He quickly caught up to his precious Sung Jae and threw an arm around his waist. "Kiwoong is an asshole, yeah?" He said, walking in time with the rest of the boys now girls. "This is such bullshit," he sang out, in a very convincing high voice. "I could have killed those kids, but I would had have to stay indefinitely at the stupid girl’s school." The group of crossdressers walked down the path, quickly approaching the school. It was far nicer than Demon’s High School for sure.
Yeong-Su pulled at the skirt he wore which was a bit short in all honesty. Who he was going to show off to was a mystery to him, but he still did it anyways. The sleeves of the cardigan he wore were oversized, making him appear cutesy. But the blouse he wore could be seen through the unbuttoned sweater. It was form fitting for sure, showing off his curves. He silently thanked his mom for giving him her curves for once in his life. One of his socks were falling down, but he was too lazy to fix it. He thought to himself about how cute he truly was. Of course, he was prettier than most girls, as a male or female. His eyes were accentuated by the eyeliner he wore and lips a perfect shade of pink, pouty as always. "I would date myself~" He thought before giggling a little. Yeong-Su hummed until the school was in sight.
"Alright I think I'm going to pretend I'm mute. Or I may just speak in Chinese for the rest of the year" Came Han’s voice in an unhappy tone, drawing Yeong-Su’s attention. He opened his mouth to respond but a girl came up to them with an interesting glint in her eyes. She held out her hand, waiting to shake. Already quite interesting. Han, salty as always, rolled his eyes and walked on. He spoke Chinese, an obvious sign he was not in the mood today. After all, he had promised to speak Chinese for the rest of the year.
Deciding to take advantage of the conversation, Yeong-Su smiled brightly at umm Min Sora. "Hi! Sorry for her, that’s Hanna. I’m Yeong-Ja. Nice to meet you Sor-ah!" exclaimed with a surprisingly convincing cute (dripping with aegyo) voice. He bowed briefly and walked away.
"You guys are new students right? Nice to meet you, I'm Kan Sunhwa" interjected a new voice. Yeong-Su narrowed his eyes briefly as if examining her and quickly grinned. He checked the paper in his hand and sure enough Kan Sunhwa.
"Oh! Nice to meet you, Sunhie. I’m Yeong-Ja, and I believe you are my new roommate!" Yeong-Su said with a sweet voice. He held out the paper to her and started walking away. It was if he expected her to follow him. “Soooo? What class do we have now? You see I must’ve forgotten my paper at home, ah silly me~” He said, looking back at his group of friends and winked. Yeong-Su waved briefly and then grabbed Sunhwa by her hand. "We haven’t gotten all day, Sunhie!" with surprising strength, he tried pulling her in his direction.
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Noeul Nabi Baek
Location ? Sidewalks ? SCAGA
Mood ? Nervous/Content
Outfit ? Nabi
Mentioned ? Bang, Sung Jae ? @Ambivalence
Han, Zhang ?
@SociallyAwkward123
Nam, Yeong Su ?
@OwlMissYou
Min, Bora ?
@djinnamon
Kan, Sun Hwa?
@JenniPerson
As the sun shined brightly on Earth and the breeze softly fluttered around in the sky, the morning was described as perfect. The sky was cloudless and the flowers were blooming, and the laughs and speaking of adolescents filled the the air. All seemed perfect and quite usual for a pretty day. All the students were in groups, all were with friends and were happy and joyful. Not exactly. One certain girl belonging to Seinteu Cheonsa's All-Girls Academy was isolated and stared at like a animal in a zoo exhibit. That certain girl was Noeul Baek- or was it Nabi.
Ah yes, The basketcase of all schools internationally. The certain person left alone for their unorthodox ways and peculiar life style or ways. Only this time, it was at an all girls school.
Noeul walked as the usual teenage girl to school, only with a certain unusual details; she was deep in thought and a bit nervous. She had just transferred to the school which left her unfamiliar with Seinteu Cheonsa and other students there. She was just notified about who her roommate was and didn't honestly know what to think and how to act. As she walked further to the school, she then saw some curious stares and some curious whispers. What was it about? Noeul was carrying are a multicolored and rather vibrant backpack with vivid and out of place accessories like a cap having the logo of the Texas Rangers and adhesive patches of on a denim jacket. What happened to her blazer you ask? It was draped around her. She thought she looked normal but after staying in America for such a long time, she had had little clothes that were deemed "in fashion" and chic. As she walked closer and closer and the students in the side walks became less and less, she was at the entrance of Seinteu Cheonsa where some girls suspected that she was a transfer student. Especially because of "unique" appearance, some states where made and others ignored her, thinking she was maybe a trendsetter or attention seeker. She looked at the school and her eyes twinkled in awe and bit and fear as this was a school of girls and only girls. She walked a few steps into the school and into the crowd, she smiled shyly before she looked around and tried to find anyone to talk to so she could not seem alone, her awkwardness seeping subtly out of her. Noeul looked around, her small height forcing her to jump when some tall girls were and where big crowds where present. The small girl then looked to where a fairly tall girl was talking to some pretty, and "unique" girls whom seemed a bit out of place from the student body. They were feminine and seemed like girls, so they were probably new students. One of the girls that she noticed first was a very tall girl whom seemed to be a foot taller than she was which was pretty common back in America; especially the sporty girls. The other one was fairly tall but seemed very outgoing and in Noeul's eyes was very pretty. Noeul was socially awkward so she hoped that she was her roommate. She seemed super nice and friendly, perfect for a roommate. Unknowingly, she was gawking them. Her out-of-place appearance making it being more noticeable.
Noeul walked close to them, but then took one single step back. What if they were the popular group? What's if they started to teasing and questioning her? She became overly worried about his which made the awkward seep out of her a bit more than usual. She looked around some more but, they just stood out and like her were probably new students. Knowing that staring in Korea wasn't rude, she continued to gawk them, hoping they wouldn't look at her werid. Oh well. She was already outworldly in the first place.
"Oh jeez, This place is so new." she said to herself, the words escaping out of her plump blood red lips, English and Korean passing her lips.
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angel eyes ♡
I'M GONNA POP YOUR
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INTERACTING Han @SociallyAwkward123
MENTIONS Han, the boys
LOCATION School hallway [sCAGA]
MENTIONS Han, the boys
LOCATION School hallway [sCAGA]
MI JIN WAS NOT IN THE BEST MOOD THAT MORNING. She'd woken up later than planned and therefore had had less time to get ready for school. Her makeup was up to par and her uniform was spotless, of course, but she'd had to run to the bus to catch it in time and had tripped and fallen right before getting on, effectively embarrassing herself in front of all of the passengers. Thankfully only a few of them were fellow students at Cheonsa's, and she was sure the cold look she'd thrown their way upon boarding the bus would be enough to get the message across ("make fun of me and you'll be at the bottom of the food chain by next week"). Her irritation subsided a bit once she was entering the school gates and girls were crowding her, eager to catch her attention with I missed you!'s and How was your break?'s.
Someone (What was her name? Eunha?) offered to carry her bag and Mi Jin frowned at her. She watched the girl shrink away and be replaced by a much more familiar face-- that of Min Young, one of her friends. Well, she was more like a personal assistant than a friend, but she was convenient and she didn't give Mi Jin any attitude. She accepted the cup of strawberry bubble tea Min Young offered her and nursed it while the group of a dozen girls, give or take, all but corraled her over to the where they usually hung out in the mornings: by the side of the school building, under a large tree that boasted fragrant pink blooms in the springtime. She took off her sunglasses and tucked them into the top of her button-up. Chatter started up. Mi Jin could hear that it was mostly tales of what the girls had done outside of school, debates about new trends, and gossip about the other students. Occasionally some of them looked her way, but they knew by now that Mi Jin was not a morning person and she usually didn't speak until she had eaten breakfast (which Min Young had provided). Just as she sucked up the last tapioca balls at the bottom of the cup, two words caught her attention: "new students."
"What?" Mi Jin exclaimed after she chewed and swallowed the tapioca. Her friends looked startled for a moment, then pleased that they had stumbled upon a topic that interested her.
"There's a group of new students," one of them explained. "Some of them are pretty, some of them look weird. Ha Na saw them." Ha Na nodded vigorously at her cue.
"One of them is so tall, it's freaky," she added. "Oh! There's one of them now! Over there!" she pointed (Mi Jin rolled her eyes at how obvious the girl was being) at a tall figure walking into the building. Mi Jin was striding across the courtyard after the person before she knew it. She beamed over her shoulder as her friends and gave them a thumbs up.
"Let's not be so quick to judge them, yeah?" she said loudly. "Maybe the new students can be our new friends." New people or even just one new in their group would spice things for at least a little while. She wasn't bored with all of her friends... she was only bored of a lot of them. Some of them she could tell actually cared about her, and she appreciated them, but she knew the others only tagged along for the reputation boost that came with being associated with the "popular girls." And she only let them do so because they filled out the ranks, made the group look better. The better you looked, the more influence you had. That's the way Mi Jin's life had always worked. But if she succeeded in drawing at least a few of the new students into her group, she was definitely kicking some of the tag-alongs out.
By then she had caught up to the new student, who was holding a map and looking around the hallway. She fixed her bangs and brushed the nonexistent dust off her skirt, then stepped in front of the girl. Her lips, painted rose pink today, curled up into a close-lipped smile. Mi Jin had been told that her smile was cute and radiant and other stuff like that, and she hoped these things held true. "Would you like some help? I promise I could get you around Seinteu Cheonsa's better than that map," she said cheekily, her sweet smile morphing into a warm grin as she clasped her hands together behind her back and rocked back and forth on her heels a bit. The new student was half a head taller than Mi Jin, who was already taller than average, but Mi Jin didn't think she was freakishly tall like Ha Na had said. Maybe Ha Na had been exaggerating, or perhaps she had been referring to someone else. The other girl was also pretty, with delicate features and the kind of naturally slender, willowy frame that Mi Jin had to work to achieve. She found her gaze lingering on the girl's long legs (only out of jealousy, no other reason..) and dragged it back up to meet her doe eyes.
Someone (What was her name? Eunha?) offered to carry her bag and Mi Jin frowned at her. She watched the girl shrink away and be replaced by a much more familiar face-- that of Min Young, one of her friends. Well, she was more like a personal assistant than a friend, but she was convenient and she didn't give Mi Jin any attitude. She accepted the cup of strawberry bubble tea Min Young offered her and nursed it while the group of a dozen girls, give or take, all but corraled her over to the where they usually hung out in the mornings: by the side of the school building, under a large tree that boasted fragrant pink blooms in the springtime. She took off her sunglasses and tucked them into the top of her button-up. Chatter started up. Mi Jin could hear that it was mostly tales of what the girls had done outside of school, debates about new trends, and gossip about the other students. Occasionally some of them looked her way, but they knew by now that Mi Jin was not a morning person and she usually didn't speak until she had eaten breakfast (which Min Young had provided). Just as she sucked up the last tapioca balls at the bottom of the cup, two words caught her attention: "new students."
"What?" Mi Jin exclaimed after she chewed and swallowed the tapioca. Her friends looked startled for a moment, then pleased that they had stumbled upon a topic that interested her.
"There's a group of new students," one of them explained. "Some of them are pretty, some of them look weird. Ha Na saw them." Ha Na nodded vigorously at her cue.
"One of them is so tall, it's freaky," she added. "Oh! There's one of them now! Over there!" she pointed (Mi Jin rolled her eyes at how obvious the girl was being) at a tall figure walking into the building. Mi Jin was striding across the courtyard after the person before she knew it. She beamed over her shoulder as her friends and gave them a thumbs up.
"Let's not be so quick to judge them, yeah?" she said loudly. "Maybe the new students can be our new friends." New people or even just one new in their group would spice things for at least a little while. She wasn't bored with all of her friends... she was only bored of a lot of them. Some of them she could tell actually cared about her, and she appreciated them, but she knew the others only tagged along for the reputation boost that came with being associated with the "popular girls." And she only let them do so because they filled out the ranks, made the group look better. The better you looked, the more influence you had. That's the way Mi Jin's life had always worked. But if she succeeded in drawing at least a few of the new students into her group, she was definitely kicking some of the tag-alongs out.
By then she had caught up to the new student, who was holding a map and looking around the hallway. She fixed her bangs and brushed the nonexistent dust off her skirt, then stepped in front of the girl. Her lips, painted rose pink today, curled up into a close-lipped smile. Mi Jin had been told that her smile was cute and radiant and other stuff like that, and she hoped these things held true. "Would you like some help? I promise I could get you around Seinteu Cheonsa's better than that map," she said cheekily, her sweet smile morphing into a warm grin as she clasped her hands together behind her back and rocked back and forth on her heels a bit. The new student was half a head taller than Mi Jin, who was already taller than average, but Mi Jin didn't think she was freakishly tall like Ha Na had said. Maybe Ha Na had been exaggerating, or perhaps she had been referring to someone else. The other girl was also pretty, with delicate features and the kind of naturally slender, willowy frame that Mi Jin had to work to achieve. She found her gaze lingering on the girl's long legs (only out of jealousy, no other reason..) and dragged it back up to meet her doe eyes.
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falling for you™
Han was the type of person that kind of just winged it with directions. Rarely did he actually follow directions and kind of did whatever he wanted. He was honestly like a prince and everyone kind of catered to his needs in his friend group back at Demon's High. He of course, liked the attention, but claimed that it was a little troublesome at times. You see, Han often found himself striving to be like his angel of a mother who lived back in Beijing. The two were closer than most mothers and sons, but that only made their relationship stronger. So when Han was forced to move to South Korea, he was angry, but kept a smile on his face for his mother.
Raising a hand to brush his fake bangs out of his eyes, the Chinese beauty was suddenly startled by a shorter female student. His eyes were a bit wide as he stared at her, thinking that he was about to get caught. Then he realized that this was a possibility since he was masculine, but that wasn't always the case. Han was a person with a figure that some girls like. He was slender and willowy while eating like a king. He had long legs that were lean with muscle from constant running and soccer. He had slender and almost fragile looking wrists that were actually very pretty to look at. And his face, it was so perfectly constructed (to the majority of the pop.) and didn't have a flaw.
Blinking his doe eyes at the girl, Han tilted his head slightly then licked his full lips, shifting slightly as the girl's gaze raked up and down his body. God I feel like I'm about to get eaten. He nearly forgot his manners as he tried to keep his willowy figure out of the preying eyes of the girl. "Oh? Would you really help me? That'd be great. I honestly have no idea where I'm going" Han rubbed his left wrist as he softly spoke, not knowing what to really do. His Korean was quite well considering the amount of time he had been living in Korea, but Han sort of felt he was someone who learned languages quite fast and efficiently. Despite having promised to speak in Chinese for the rest of the year, Han felt that he had to speak Korean to the girl in front of him. She seemed like she was the quote on quote popular girl, basically the queen of the school. That was a familiar position for Han in the sense that he's always been one of the most popular boys. So he wasn't too uncomfortable with the girl, he was just cautious. "Um so I was looking for my dorm to put my stuff away then I wanted to figure out where all my classes are. I hope that won't trouble you, if it does I can do it by myself"
Han was a great actor. Despite being a very sour or 'salty' person as Yeong-Su called him in the mornings, the Chinese was quite friendly and even a bit shy when talking to the girl. Normally a very outgoing person, it was weird to see Han being so reserved. Usually he was overly friendly to the point that you literally had no other option than to be friends with him. But becoming friends with Han is usually a good thing. He's one of those people you want on your side because let's face it, anyone will believe what comes from his mouth. He's friendly and energetic and has an appearance that will easily melt your heart. He's considered lethal to those who have an attraction to delicate looking people. But that's no surprise honestly. Have you seen the guy? It's no surprise that people of all genders seem to have a thing for him at one point in time.
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Bold = Korean
Bold + Italics = Chinese
Underlined = English
Italics = Thoughts
Raising a hand to brush his fake bangs out of his eyes, the Chinese beauty was suddenly startled by a shorter female student. His eyes were a bit wide as he stared at her, thinking that he was about to get caught. Then he realized that this was a possibility since he was masculine, but that wasn't always the case. Han was a person with a figure that some girls like. He was slender and willowy while eating like a king. He had long legs that were lean with muscle from constant running and soccer. He had slender and almost fragile looking wrists that were actually very pretty to look at. And his face, it was so perfectly constructed (to the majority of the pop.) and didn't have a flaw.
Blinking his doe eyes at the girl, Han tilted his head slightly then licked his full lips, shifting slightly as the girl's gaze raked up and down his body. God I feel like I'm about to get eaten. He nearly forgot his manners as he tried to keep his willowy figure out of the preying eyes of the girl. "Oh? Would you really help me? That'd be great. I honestly have no idea where I'm going" Han rubbed his left wrist as he softly spoke, not knowing what to really do. His Korean was quite well considering the amount of time he had been living in Korea, but Han sort of felt he was someone who learned languages quite fast and efficiently. Despite having promised to speak in Chinese for the rest of the year, Han felt that he had to speak Korean to the girl in front of him. She seemed like she was the quote on quote popular girl, basically the queen of the school. That was a familiar position for Han in the sense that he's always been one of the most popular boys. So he wasn't too uncomfortable with the girl, he was just cautious. "Um so I was looking for my dorm to put my stuff away then I wanted to figure out where all my classes are. I hope that won't trouble you, if it does I can do it by myself"
Han was a great actor. Despite being a very sour or 'salty' person as Yeong-Su called him in the mornings, the Chinese was quite friendly and even a bit shy when talking to the girl. Normally a very outgoing person, it was weird to see Han being so reserved. Usually he was overly friendly to the point that you literally had no other option than to be friends with him. But becoming friends with Han is usually a good thing. He's one of those people you want on your side because let's face it, anyone will believe what comes from his mouth. He's friendly and energetic and has an appearance that will easily melt your heart. He's considered lethal to those who have an attraction to delicate looking people. But that's no surprise honestly. Have you seen the guy? It's no surprise that people of all genders seem to have a thing for him at one point in time.
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Bold + Italics = Chinese
Underlined = English
Italics = Thoughts
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the bts life
Min, Sora
“We have nothing to lose, nothing to gain, nothing we desired anymore- except to make our lives into a work of art.” ~ Lana Del Rey
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Bitch was Sora’s first thought as the girl walked off with a flip of her hair and something unintelligible mumbled in Chinese. Whatever she said sounded irritated and her tone made Sora scrunch her face up in an expression that clearly said “what the fuck is her problem?” though she didn’t dare say anything. If she wanted people to like her this school year, calling someone a bitch probably wasn’t the best way to achieve that goal. So instead, she smiled as if she wasn’t bothered by the situation. As if the expression she had made a moment ago was just a joke. The girl’s actions weren’t personal is what Sora kept telling herself but even with that in mind, she still felt a dull ache in her chest.
Sora’s gaze turned to one of the prettier girls in the group, distracting her from the ache spreading into her gut. Apparently this girl was her new roommate. She had the delicate features of a doll and Sora found herself staring a bit longer than socially acceptable. After yawning for effect, Sora smiled again though this time it wasn’t nearly as genuine. “Nice to meet you, Bora.”
“I really li-“ Sora began to compliment Bora’s hair, reaching out to touch her fingertips to the silky-looking strands but a voice from behind startled her. She jerked her hand back and twisted around to see Sunhwa with her phone up to her face. Was she… taking a video or something? “Oh, good morning.” Sora said in a slightly cautious tone. She put a hand on Sunhwa’s phone and pushed down gently but firm enough that the phone moved away from her face. “What are you doing?” she asked, the lines of a frown marring her soft features.
"Hi! Sorry for her, that’s Hanna. I’m Yeong-Ja. Nice to meet you Sor-ah!" said a voice that Sora immediately pegged as fake. Either that or she was on some kind of happy pills. Whichever it was, it had Sora intrigued. She turned, somewhat forgetting about Sunhwa.
Yeong-Ja was absolutely adorable and not to mention beautiful. She had curves in all the right places, something that Sora couldn’t help but be jealous of considering her rather lacking shape. Her makeup and hair were on point which was something Sora always had trouble achieving. She was more than a little jealous but Yeong-Ja wasn’t perfect. Nobody was. Especially someone who acted as she did, bubbly and over-happy. That’s what Sora has experienced, anyway. “You probably have no idea where you're going! We’ll show you around, right Sunhwa?” Sora said to the two girls, grabbing Sunhwa's wrist as Yeong-Ja was attempting to pull her in her direction, resulting in some kind of human tug-of-war.
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Sung Jae, was to say the least, utterly humiliated. This morning was not a great one, because not only had the guys been mocking him, but even his brothers had found out. Which he supposed was to be expected of Tae Hwan, the only brother of his who went to Demon's Highschool at the same time as him. Tae Hwan took great lengths to humiliate him, and loved to see his little brother squirm. A voice brought him back to his thoughts as a rather cute girl had placed herself in front of the intimidating now three boys. He watched in irritation as Han shipped himself off, saying something in Chinese that hardly sounded complimentary. Jae shook his head and tried to tune out the fact that there were now two good looking girls trying to make their acquaintance. This is the worst day of my life. He thought flatly, not bothering to hide the irritated grimace on his face. It doesn't exactly help that this skirt is too small, and I'm a goddamn giant compared to all these girls. Though, he supposed it was also intriguing considering the fact that he'd been surrounded by guys for all of his life. Even in Demon's High School.
Finally shaking his head, he felt somewhat overwhelmed, and decided to leave his friend in the company of the girls. Stalking forward and settling his hand gently on his friend's shoulder he dipped his head down gently, hair falling forward as he muttered that he was leaving in his ear. Of course it wasn't as though he could've noticed, he was in the midst of pulling apart of a poor girl. Why all the secrecy and murmuring you ask? Well he hadn't exactly gotten the girl voice down, so the voice he used with Yeong Su was quite manly. Finally departing, a brief gust of wind came up and blew his ridiculous wig all over the place.
"How in hell do girls manage this." He muttered, contemplating cutting it off. Of course that would probably have outed him to the entire school much quicker. He pushed it out of the way in irritation, scowling. The girls he stalked past parted like the red sea, murmuring and whispering. Trying to shove down the embarrassment, Sung Jae kept moving, distracted. A roadblock halted his borderline flee, he looked down to find a kid who was probably about ten inches shorter than him.
"Hey wat-" He stopped himself from saying something deep voiced-ly standoffish and took a deep breath. In his highest pitched voice he could manage, he opened his mouth.
"Could you please move?" It came out flat, still standoffish and a lot deeper than a normal girl. But considering his height it was anatomically correct. I'm going to tie up this stupid hair when I get to my dorm.
Finally shaking his head, he felt somewhat overwhelmed, and decided to leave his friend in the company of the girls. Stalking forward and settling his hand gently on his friend's shoulder he dipped his head down gently, hair falling forward as he muttered that he was leaving in his ear. Of course it wasn't as though he could've noticed, he was in the midst of pulling apart of a poor girl. Why all the secrecy and murmuring you ask? Well he hadn't exactly gotten the girl voice down, so the voice he used with Yeong Su was quite manly. Finally departing, a brief gust of wind came up and blew his ridiculous wig all over the place.
"How in hell do girls manage this." He muttered, contemplating cutting it off. Of course that would probably have outed him to the entire school much quicker. He pushed it out of the way in irritation, scowling. The girls he stalked past parted like the red sea, murmuring and whispering. Trying to shove down the embarrassment, Sung Jae kept moving, distracted. A roadblock halted his borderline flee, he looked down to find a kid who was probably about ten inches shorter than him.
"Hey wat-" He stopped himself from saying something deep voiced-ly standoffish and took a deep breath. In his highest pitched voice he could manage, he opened his mouth.
"Could you please move?" It came out flat, still standoffish and a lot deeper than a normal girl. But considering his height it was anatomically correct. I'm going to tie up this stupid hair when I get to my dorm.
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Location ? Sidewalks ? SCAGA
Mood ? Nervous
Outfit ? Uniform
Mentioned ? Bang, Sung Jae ? @Ambivalence
Noeul gawked at the outlandish girls before she snapped out of it then started to stare at them again, only thinking about food and the normal things that the teenage mind daydreams about daily. She snapped out of again and realized that they probably ignored or didn't notice her. She then noticed another girl that walked to the group, seeming like the Queen Bee with beautiful looks and with girls flocking to see her. Noeul sighed and realized that All Girls School was basically the same thing as public high school, just with the demographic of all girls. She sighed and walked a few steps forward and then accidentally bumped into someone, a girl; a very tall one.
The girl seemed very tall, being about 10-12(!) inches taller than Noeul. Noeul quickly looked up to see a girl looking down on her...literally. Her voice croaked at first, which sounded a lot like a another gender's voice which was most improbable. Noeul looked a bit nervous but for the most part, neutral in mood; maybe even a bit curious as she looked up.
"M-Mianhaeyo." She said as she bowed her head slightly, knowing that this girl was probably her senior. She forgot some of the more politer words, so said the most polite way to say sorry. She then stepped back and looked up at her, her awkwardness now seeping out of her a lot more than usual. She nodded her head at her question which was now at her probable normal tone and moved beside her. Noeul didn't want to be alone for the rest the time she was here and decided to make friends...or at least small talk so she won't have to be on her phone 24/7. "Ummm...S-Sunbae-nim." Noeul said as a bead of sweat dripped from her head. She was nervous so it was probable that the girl would probably would walk away, but hey; at least she tried.
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I love Kookies
Kan Sunhwa
Location: The academy || Mood: Feeling Nostalgic and A Little Uncomfortable || Tags:
@Miss Alice @OwlMissYou @djinnamon
"Sorry, I was taking pictures along the way here. I wanted to save the image so that I can paint it later" Sunhwa says and then puts her hands up in defense. "I swear I didn't take pictures of any of you" she immediately says afterwords. She knew perfectly well that people don't exactly appreciate having their picture taken without permission. Her family likes to think that anyone would love to have their picture taken by her because that meant there was a chance they could be in Sunhwa's next masterpiece. She was an up and coming young artist who painted just about anything she felt like. Sunhwa was only 18 years old, but she has already developed quite a sum of followers tracking her work. She even had her own art exhibition a couple of months ago that attracted hundreds of people per day.
"Oh! Nice to meet you, Sunhie. I’m Yeong-Ja, and I believe you are my new roommate!" Turning towards the sweet voice she heard, she was honestly surprised that she had found her new roommate so quickly. Sunhwa thought she was going end up running into her new roommate at the dorms. She thought it was a stroke of luck, since now she could try to know her new roommate better. With a smile on her face, she watched and listened as Yeong-ja spoke. The girl reminded Sunhwa of her little sister Subin. Although Subin was just a nine year old girl, the way Yeong-ja spoke and the cute tone of her voice, was definitely similar to Subin. Maybe living with her will be okay Sunhwa thought.
When Yeong-ja grabbed her hand and pulled Sunhwa in her direction, that action definitely reminded her of Subin, but Subin didn't have such strength. Sunhwa was curious as to why the girl has such strength, but decided to drop it, since Sunhwa didn't feel that it was right to ask about it. Sunhwa was getting goosebumps from the sudden physical contact, but she was fighting the urge to get her hand out of Yeong-ja's grip. She thought that if she did so, it would leave a bad impression. The smile on her face quickly shifted to that of a confused look once she was pulled in the opposite direction. Sunhwa turned to see that Sora had gripped onto her free wrist. Sunhwa didn't mind to show Yeong-ja around alone or in a group. She was ready to show the new girls around when she had decided to approach the group. She sure was not expecting to be caught in a middle of a human tug of war. Sunhwa had no idea how to respond to her current situation. She didn't want to upset Sora, nor did she want to upset her new roommate. She internally sighed, realizing that she was overthinking the situation. "Yeah, we can show you guys around. We still have time before class starts. Let's go to the dorms so you guys can drop off all your stuff" Sunhwa offers, deciding not to mention how uncomfortable she was being in the middle of the human tug of war they had created.
Location: The academy || Mood: Feeling Nostalgic and A Little Uncomfortable || Tags:
@Miss Alice @OwlMissYou @djinnamon
"Oh! Nice to meet you, Sunhie. I’m Yeong-Ja, and I believe you are my new roommate!" Turning towards the sweet voice she heard, she was honestly surprised that she had found her new roommate so quickly. Sunhwa thought she was going end up running into her new roommate at the dorms. She thought it was a stroke of luck, since now she could try to know her new roommate better. With a smile on her face, she watched and listened as Yeong-ja spoke. The girl reminded Sunhwa of her little sister Subin. Although Subin was just a nine year old girl, the way Yeong-ja spoke and the cute tone of her voice, was definitely similar to Subin. Maybe living with her will be okay Sunhwa thought.
When Yeong-ja grabbed her hand and pulled Sunhwa in her direction, that action definitely reminded her of Subin, but Subin didn't have such strength. Sunhwa was curious as to why the girl has such strength, but decided to drop it, since Sunhwa didn't feel that it was right to ask about it. Sunhwa was getting goosebumps from the sudden physical contact, but she was fighting the urge to get her hand out of Yeong-ja's grip. She thought that if she did so, it would leave a bad impression. The smile on her face quickly shifted to that of a confused look once she was pulled in the opposite direction. Sunhwa turned to see that Sora had gripped onto her free wrist. Sunhwa didn't mind to show Yeong-ja around alone or in a group. She was ready to show the new girls around when she had decided to approach the group. She sure was not expecting to be caught in a middle of a human tug of war. Sunhwa had no idea how to respond to her current situation. She didn't want to upset Sora, nor did she want to upset her new roommate. She internally sighed, realizing that she was overthinking the situation. "Yeah, we can show you guys around. We still have time before class starts. Let's go to the dorms so you guys can drop off all your stuff" Sunhwa offers, deciding not to mention how uncomfortable she was being in the middle of the human tug of war they had created.
rennuelaw
Five Thousand Club
Min Bo-Ra
Bora rolled his eyes as Han walked away , his arms folding under his large 'breasts'. He was given the most padding out of the girls and the boys from before made sure to tease him about it. " I'll castrate them all. " He thought until his train of thought was interrupted by his room mate , noticing the way the girl was staring at him he internally smirked. " I think I have found a new 'friend' " He thought , laughing evil in his head
" Nice to meet you too. " Bora replied sweetly , his head cocking to the side while smiling cutely before the girl was about to do something that would land her ass in a hospital. Bora looked at the ground and couldn't help the dangerous scowl that formed on his delicate face the second the girl tried to reach out to touch his hair , the hair that took so long to grow and maintain and would gladly break a bone or two for. He let out a barely noticeable sigh when the girl turned her attention else where.
Bora took and few deep breaths before looking up again , the convincingly kind smile on his face again as he waved at Sunhwa. " Hi its nice to meet you. I'll be glad if you guys show me around. " He said , his voice light and feminine. " Calm down Bora it won't be good if you lose your temper and get into a fight , these girls would probably pull at your hair and rip it out. " He thought , a shiver running up his spine at the pair thought of losing his hair.
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allure
angel eyes ♡
I'M GONNA POP YOUR
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INTERACTING Han @SociallyAwkward123
MENTIONS Han, various inhabitants of her dominion
LOCATION School hallway[sCAGA]
MENTIONS Han, various inhabitants of her dominion
LOCATION School hallway[sCAGA]
THE GIRL SEEMED UNCOMFORTABLE UNDER MI JIN'S SCRUTINY. "Oh? Would you really help me? That'd be great. I honestly have no idea where I'm going," she replied, rubbing her wrist due to her apparent nerves. "Um, so I was looking for my dorm to put my stuff away then I wanted to figure out where all my classes are. I hope that won't trouble you, if it does I can do it by myself."
"Do you know your dorm number and your roommate's name?" Mi Jin asked. She hoped she wouldn't have to end up escorting this newbie to the front office. "If you do then I could take you to the dorms now. And I might know your roommate too! I'm Mi Jin, by the way. Kim Mi Jin. Pleased to make your acquaintance." Mi Jin curtsied dramatically and then giggled at her own silliness. She turned to start leading the way to the dorms, expecting the other girl introduce herself and state her dorm information while they walked. "I've been wondering who my roommate is too," she rambled. "My old one graduated so I was assigned a new roommate. I haven't checked the name, though; I want it to be a surprise." At this point she looked over her shoulder and flashed a bright smile at the other.
To any onlooker who was not familiar with the school's hierarchy, such as the new student currently accompanying her, it was clear Mi Jin's presence was having a strange effect on the other students. As the pair traversed the halls, all the students split to their left and right to leave room for them (or specifically, Mi Jin) in the middle. Occasionally she waved and greeted someone, presumably a friend of hers, and they either stammered out a response with a blush on their cheeks or tried to walk next to her and start a conversation even though she had only said hello. Once, while going through the mess hall, a girl even latched onto her and Mi Jin had to forcibly pry her off with a smile on her face. She was used to this kind of treatment. Well, the girl clinging onto her arm wasn’t expected, but worse had happened. Her sister had once told her– and she had committed the words to memory because it was one of her favorite things that had ever been said about her– that she was so "ethereal and pretty" (Mi Yeon actually said "ethereal" and Mi Jin almost died at that moment) that most people had two instincts: they were intimidated and admired from afar or they drew close like bees to roses in the hopes that some of it would rub off on them.
"Do you know your dorm number and your roommate's name?" Mi Jin asked. She hoped she wouldn't have to end up escorting this newbie to the front office. "If you do then I could take you to the dorms now. And I might know your roommate too! I'm Mi Jin, by the way. Kim Mi Jin. Pleased to make your acquaintance." Mi Jin curtsied dramatically and then giggled at her own silliness. She turned to start leading the way to the dorms, expecting the other girl introduce herself and state her dorm information while they walked. "I've been wondering who my roommate is too," she rambled. "My old one graduated so I was assigned a new roommate. I haven't checked the name, though; I want it to be a surprise." At this point she looked over her shoulder and flashed a bright smile at the other.
To any onlooker who was not familiar with the school's hierarchy, such as the new student currently accompanying her, it was clear Mi Jin's presence was having a strange effect on the other students. As the pair traversed the halls, all the students split to their left and right to leave room for them (or specifically, Mi Jin) in the middle. Occasionally she waved and greeted someone, presumably a friend of hers, and they either stammered out a response with a blush on their cheeks or tried to walk next to her and start a conversation even though she had only said hello. Once, while going through the mess hall, a girl even latched onto her and Mi Jin had to forcibly pry her off with a smile on her face. She was used to this kind of treatment. Well, the girl clinging onto her arm wasn’t expected, but worse had happened. Her sister had once told her– and she had committed the words to memory because it was one of her favorite things that had ever been said about her– that she was so "ethereal and pretty" (Mi Yeon actually said "ethereal" and Mi Jin almost died at that moment) that most people had two instincts: they were intimidated and admired from afar or they drew close like bees to roses in the hopes that some of it would rub off on them.
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CHOI, YOO JUNGBefore realizing it she had already gone into writing for five minutes.
[seriously. If that was what she felt then she should've told it straight at me. The rest of them too. Really, they really are **** I hope they get ***** and then ****** and *****. Oh how I wish there really is actually a god or some hero would exact punishment from them. But alas, such god or hero does not exist... ]
After she continued with five more dots, having nothing else left to say she closed the book. Taking out another, larger book and switched to a pencil deciding to use the rest of the time to draw. Like always she first drew the scenery in front of her, the school, and part of heavens forest at the corner. While leading her hand upwards to draw the sky she had a strange feeling as if she was forgetting something.
Though it was quite hard to put since her day had just started she tried to figure out what she was missing. *Ugh first I woke up and made sure to have all my stuff to get ready to move into the new dorm after class...Ah.* As if a light bulb had appeared on top of her head she realized what she was missing. Standing up she quickly gathered back her things back into her bag. *Shit. Shit. Shit. Shit. Shit. Shit. Shit. Shit. Shit. Shit. Shit. Shit.* She repeatedly thought as she punched her self in the forehead. "Ahh Choi, Yoo Jung, how did you forget you had to go get your dorm key. Gosh, I must've lost some brain cells hanging out with idiots."
Making sure her skirt wouldn't flip over she carefully ran back towards the dorms. Heading towards the dorm leaders room she asked for her new room number and key. Worrying that her new room mate might be still waiting for her she checked her new room first but it was empty. She wasn't surprised, if she left now she would probably have to sprint the whole way to make it.
[seriously. If that was what she felt then she should've told it straight at me. The rest of them too. Really, they really are **** I hope they get ***** and then ****** and *****. Oh how I wish there really is actually a god or some hero would exact punishment from them. But alas, such god or hero does not exist... ]
After she continued with five more dots, having nothing else left to say she closed the book. Taking out another, larger book and switched to a pencil deciding to use the rest of the time to draw. Like always she first drew the scenery in front of her, the school, and part of heavens forest at the corner. While leading her hand upwards to draw the sky she had a strange feeling as if she was forgetting something.
Though it was quite hard to put since her day had just started she tried to figure out what she was missing. *Ugh first I woke up and made sure to have all my stuff to get ready to move into the new dorm after class...Ah.* As if a light bulb had appeared on top of her head she realized what she was missing. Standing up she quickly gathered back her things back into her bag. *Shit. Shit. Shit. Shit. Shit. Shit. Shit. Shit. Shit. Shit. Shit. Shit.* She repeatedly thought as she punched her self in the forehead. "Ahh Choi, Yoo Jung, how did you forget you had to go get your dorm key. Gosh, I must've lost some brain cells hanging out with idiots."
Making sure her skirt wouldn't flip over she carefully ran back towards the dorms. Heading towards the dorm leaders room she asked for her new room number and key. Worrying that her new room mate might be still waiting for her she checked her new room first but it was empty. She wasn't surprised, if she left now she would probably have to sprint the whole way to make it.
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my jinji don't you cry
He frowned at the younger girl's politeness. Chill out, weirdo. It made him feel somewhat bad for being standoffish. They walked in silence for a while, the hallways becoming strangely desolate as he passed through like a ghostly apparition, feet silently slicing through the hallways like a dangerous shark. How long is this kid going to follow me. He asked himself silently, grimacing. It wasn't the greatest expression for a girl to have, but since the girl was too low down to even see it, he supposed he was in the clear. Finally after a few more minutes of silence and Sung Jae walking around aimlessly like a lost child in a shopping mall, he turned to the younger kid. Forcing his terrible high pitched voice, he spoke again:
"Could you make yourself useful and tell me where this is?" He pushed up his sleeve and shoved his arm in her face, on it in hastily scrawled large letters read:
"Bang, Hye-Young - Room N22 - Baek, Noeul"
He'd previously jotted it down on his arm messily. He wondered if even that was too manly for this school. And while he didn't want to ask for directions, it was better than having the younger girl follow him around all day. Shaking his head in irritation, he waited for the girl's response. As an added girly gesture to push his embarrassment over the top, he begrudgingly tapped his foot impatiently.
"Could you make yourself useful and tell me where this is?" He pushed up his sleeve and shoved his arm in her face, on it in hastily scrawled large letters read:
"Bang, Hye-Young - Room N22 - Baek, Noeul"
He'd previously jotted it down on his arm messily. He wondered if even that was too manly for this school. And while he didn't want to ask for directions, it was better than having the younger girl follow him around all day. Shaking his head in irritation, he waited for the girl's response. As an added girly gesture to push his embarrassment over the top, he begrudgingly tapped his foot impatiently.
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Noeul Nabi Baek
Location ? SCAGA ? Hallways
Mood ? Awkward/Suprised
Outfit ? Uniform
Mentioned ? Bang, Sung Jae ? @Ambivalence
Bold ? Speaking/Korean
Italics ? English
Underline ? Head Voice
When Noeul looked up, the girl frowned at Noeul. Noeul [Or Nabi?] just then remembered the politest way to say sorry and realized that maybe she used the wrong sorry which is probably why the girl was frowning. N.N bowed just slightly again and added, "J-Joesonghamnida." she said in her most polite tone, not wanting the girl to think of her in a wrong way. At this point, Noeul was drowning in awkward as she talked to the girl, but refused to be seen in such a uneasy and thorny position. Instead, She continued along and walked next to older girl.
Silence and tense air had echoed in the hallways, making it harder to break the ice as walked aimlessly amongst the hallways. "Why, Why Why?!" Noeul [Wait, Nabi?] thought as she pulled her earlobe and became conscious of the awkward air around them. She had realized that she could've been doing so much more if she had just been careful and saw the older girl. She could've been finding her room mate, meeting her, exploring the school building, eventually get to know her rooma- a sudden halt in movement crashed Noeul's train of thought of how she would meet her roommate and get to know her. She was a bit intimidated by the older girl, because of her strong expressions and her tall height which easily towered over her. The girl turned around and said, "Could you make yourself useful and tell me where this is?" with an almost straining voice. Maybe today wasn't the most peachy day for the older girl. Noeul was met with a note that was about 4 inches from touching her face that read:
Bang, Hye Young - Room N22 - Baek Noeul
She pushed the note gently away from her face, and pulled another note from her skirt's pocket that read:
Baek, Nabi - Room N22 - Bang, Hye Young
"Are you perhaps Bang Hye Young?" She said with a surprise and curiosity decorating her tone. And at the moment and on a random note, Noeul Nabi(?) had just realized how messy her writing was. Maybe she could help her? We don't know...just yet.
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the bts life
Min, Sora
“We have nothing to lose, nothing to gain, nothing we desired anymore- except to make our lives into a work of art.” ~ Lana Del Rey
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Sora released her hold on Sunhwa’s wrist once the girl agreed to show the newbies around and partly because she looked more than a little uncomfortable. Sora supposed being the object of a human tug-of-war would do that to a person though she had to admit it was pretty amusing. Amusing enough that her lips quirked up into a smirk. “Ok, let’s go then. Like Yeong-Ja said, we don’t have all day!” Sora chirped, grabbing her roommate’s hand as if they were friends. As if Bora hadn’t just glared at her like a street cat ready to pounce.
Note to self: do not, under any circumstances, touch Bora’s hair. Unless you’re feeling like shaping up on your fighting skills…
“Sunhwa has been going her longer than me, right Sunhie? She probably knows more about the ins and outs then I do but I can still give you some pointers.” Sora said as they entered the Academy. She took in the smells of sickly-sweet perfumes and flower-scented lotions, the noises of clicking heels and high-pitched giggles. So this is what freedom smelled and sounded like… She had forgotten from last year. Last year had been like a dream. A hazy, rose-colored-glasses dream that still seemed fake. This year however, Sora was crystal clear on what she wanted and how to get it.
After a short pause, she turned to her little group. “Ok so this is obviously the main hall.” and that was the last thing Sora said about how to navigate the school. She was more focused on getting to know the girls than giving directions so she left Sunhwa to being the tour guide.
“So what are all of your guy's plans after highschool? Too soon to ask? It is for me. I have no idea. But anyway, what’s your dorm number, Yeong-Ja?”
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