lhri:
UPON SEEING THE multimedia text message, a smile dawned on her visage. The lead dancer didn’t really expect the other to actually get her an iced macchiato because people tend to just say things. With a small, genuine smile, she grabbed her phone and sent back a text to the younger female.
( DEVIL CHILD ) + 82-2-XXX-XXXX
✉ //// * ohohoho, kim soohyun-ssi! so handsome. ㅋㅋ
* and i’ll see you soon then! take care!
* i’m right in front of the building, so you’ll see me right away!
☂ — She tugged against the hem of her face mask,
pulling its entirety down underneath her chin. It was
hard to breathe in it, especially at such a humid and
heated day. A balmy weather was all she could ask
for, and it sure was never going to be granted. Sujin
boarded the next bus, as she has missed the one
that transports her closer to the network’s building,
but this will do. Grabbing herself a window seat, the
iced beverage stood upright on top of her lap, and all
of a sudden– she felt so conscious, just like as if she
had a myriad of insufficiencies.
“Ah.. I hope I look fine.. Probably look like a troll.”
the self-effacing humour hitched underneath her
breath, a deep sigh drawn from her hollowed chest.
to: devil unnie 😈
fr: —
<!Today @ 03:27 pm!>
(sms — devil unnie 😈) i feel so ugly, unnie!!! i’m only wearing some light foundation, ah!!!
ㅜ ㅜ are you wearing makeup?










