The crisp afternoon air blew as the warm colors of the setting sun shone upon a crowd of teenagers walking back to their sanctuaries.
Most of them chattering away. Planning where to hang out.
Hwa-Young strolled along the sidewalk behind Yeona. She watched as the adorable brunette's hair bounced with each of her steps. Drowning out the sound of multiple heart beats to focus on something else. The chattering of students for example. But it seemed to have failed.
Hwa-Young sighed, rubbing her temple. Trying to ease the incoming headache.
๐๐ฉ๐ช๐ด ๐ข๐ฃ๐ช๐ญ๐ช๐ต๐บ ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ข๐ญ๐ญ๐บ ๐ช๐ด ๐ข ๐ฃ๐ญ๐ฆ๐ด๐ด๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ข ๐ค๐ถ๐ณ๐ด๐ฆ ๐ข๐ต ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ด๐ข๐ฎ๐ฆ ๐ต๐ช๐ฎ๐ฆ.
while being able to hear any heart that's still beating in 80 feet radius is a huge advantage in battle, it also is a huge burden.
It's a good thing that she can locate an enemy and a little bit of their emotions by heart beat but the disadvantage is that she can never stop hearing them.
Their isn't a switch that she can just click and it'll all stop.
๐๐น๐ฑ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ด ๐ข๐ฃ๐ช๐ญ๐ช๐ต๐บ ๐ธ๐ข๐ด ๐ข ๐ฎ๐ช๐ด๐ต๐ข๐ฌ๐ฆ. เซง(๊นเบตฯ๊นเบตเซ)
In her time at the World Academy, she had experimented with many things. This is one of the many not-so-pleasant results of said experiments.
Before she could only hear heartbeats in 10 feet radius, which she kinda wants to go back to. Or maybe find a way to turn it off.
Sometimes even sound canceling headphones don't work.
It's such an annoyance.
And at the moment with so many people around she can feel a headache coming.
Hwa-Young let out a little groan. Proceeding to put on headphones to blast her ears with music.
While it will hurt her ears a bit, she really just wants a little bit of escape from the constant boring and annoying sound of ba-dump.
๐ ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ข๐ญ๐ญ๐บ ๐ด๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ญ๐ฅ'๐ท๐ฆ ๐ซ๐ถ๐ด๐ต ๐ฃ๐ณ๐ฐ๐ถ๐จ๐ฉ๐ต ๐ด๐ฐ๐ถ๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ค๐ข๐ฏ๐ค๐ฆ๐ญ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ข๐ฅ๐ฑ๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ฆ๐ด.
๐๐ฉ๐ข๐ต ๐ธ๐ข๐ด ๐ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ฏ๐ฌ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ฆ๐ด๐ต๐ญ๐บ.
๐๐ต'๐ด ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ต ๐ญ๐ช๐ฌ๐ฆ ๐ ๐ค๐ฐ๐ถ๐ญ๐ฅ ๐ฆ๐ท๐ฆ๐ณ ๐จ๐ฆ๐ต ๐ช๐ฏ๐ซ๐ถ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐ง๐ฐ๐ณ๐ฎ ๐ข ๐ค๐ข๐ณ ๐ค๐ณ๐ข๐ด๐ฉ, ๐ ๐ข๐ญ๐ด๐ฐ ๐ฉ๐ข๐ท๐ฆ ๐ค๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ณ๐บ ๐ฑ๐ช๐ฆ ๐ช๐ฏ ๐ง๐ณ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ต ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ฎ๐ฆ, ๐ข๐ญ๐ญ ๐ ๐ฏ๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ฅ๐ฐ ๐ช๐ด ๐ง๐ฐ๐ญ๐ญ๐ฐ๐ธ ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ณ. ๐๐ฉ๐ช๐ค๐ฉ ๐ข๐ญ๐ด๐ฐ ๐ญ๐ฐ๐ธ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ด ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ณ๐ช๐ด๐ฌ ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ข๐ฏ ๐ข๐ค๐ค๐ช๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ต.
๐๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐'๐ฎ ๐ค๐ข๐ฏ ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ข๐ณ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ข๐ณ๐ต ๐ฃ๐ฆ๐ข๐ต๐ด ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ฃ๐ฐ๐ฅ๐บ๐จ๐ถ๐ข๐ณ๐ฅ๐ด ๐จ๐ณ๐ข๐ฎ๐ฑ๐ด ๐ด๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ต. ๐๐ฉ๐ช๐ค๐ฉ ๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ข๐ฏ๐ด ๐ ๐ฉ๐ข๐ท๐ฆ ๐ฃ๐ข๐ค๐ฌ ๐ถ๐ฑ ๐ฏ๐ฆ๐ข๐ณ ๐ฃ๐บ.
๐๐ฐ ๐ค๐ณ๐ช๐ฎ๐ช๐ฏ๐ข๐ญ ๐ช๐ฏ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ช๐ณ ๐ณ๐ช๐จ๐ฉ๐ต ๐ด๐ต๐ข๐ต๐ฆ ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ฎ๐ช๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ธ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ญ๐ฅ ๐ข๐ต๐ต๐ข๐ค๐ฌ ๐ฎ๐ฆ ๐ณ๐ช๐จ๐ฉ๐ต ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ธ, ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ต ๐ธ๐ฉ๐ช๐ญ๐ฆ ๐'๐ฎ ๐ข๐ณ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ด๐ฐ ๐ฎ๐ข๐ฏ๐บ ๐ฑ๐ฆ๐ฐ๐ฑ๐ญ๐ฆ ๐ข๐ต ๐ญ๐ฆ๐ข๐ด๐ต. ๐๐ฉ๐ช๐ฏ๐ธ๐ข ๐ธ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ญ๐ฅ๐ฏ'๐ต ๐ญ๐ฆ๐ต ๐ช๐ต ๐ด๐ญ๐ช๐ฅ๐ฆ.
๐ ๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ง๐ช๐ฏ๐ช๐ต๐ฆ๐ญ๐บ ๐ฎ๐ข๐ฅ๐ฆ ๐ข ๐ฎ๐ช๐ด๐ต๐ข๐ฌ๐ฆ ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ต ๐ฃ๐ณ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ด๐ฐ๐ถ๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ค๐ข๐ฏ๐ค๐ฆ๐ญ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ข๐ฅ๐ฑ๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ฆ๐ด.
She sighed, making a mental note to not make the same mistake again.
As she was turning the volume up, she heard a particular heart beat quickening.
Turning the volume down and taking her headphones off all together, she closed her eyes. Trying to locate the owner of said heart.
Who knows? It could be an enemy. A very foolish one at that.
Which awakened in their right mind would use their ability in the presence of common folks?
๐๐ฉ, ๐บ๐ฆ๐ข๐ฉ. ๐๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ฆ ๐ธ๐ช๐ต๐ฉ ๐ฎ๐ช๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ฎ๐ข๐ฏ๐ช๐ฑ๐ถ๐ญ๐ข๐ต๐ช๐ฐ๐ฏ ๐ข๐ฃ๐ช๐ญ๐ช๐ต๐ช๐ฆ๐ด.
Or maybe they are just following her.
Or she's just overthinking and it's just a normal person.
Anyhow, she for some unknown reason, wanted to check what it was.
๐๐ฆ๐ฉ๐ช๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ฎ๐ฆ, 10 ๐ง๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ต ๐ข๐ธ๐ข๐บ.
Hwa-Young glanced back over her shoulder, her eyes catching sight of a familiar blonde.
๐๐ต'๐ด ๐ฉ๐ช๐ฎ ๐ข๐จ๐ข๐ช๐ฏ.
Then she noticed the bullies and Jisuk standing beside, talking to Jiwoo about something.
This piqued her interest.
Her lips curled into a mischievous smile, eyes narrowed.
๐๐บ๐ฆ, ๐ข๐ณ๐ฆ๐ฏ'๐ต ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ด๐ฆ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐จ๐ถ๐บ๐ด ๐ต๐ฉ๐ข๐ต ๐ช๐ฏ๐ซ๐ถ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐ ๐ฆ๐ฐ๐ฏ-๐บ๐ฆ๐ฐ๐ฏ? ๐๐ฉ๐ข๐ต ๐จ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ข๐ต ๐ต๐ช๐ฎ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ. ๐ ๐ด๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ฎ๐บ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฌ๐ด ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ธ๐ฉ๐ช๐ค๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ท๐ฆ๐ณ ๐จ๐ฐ๐ฅ ๐ช๐ด ๐ญ๐ช๐ด๐ต๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ง๐ฐ๐ณ ๐ด๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ฅ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ฎ๐ฆ ๐ฑ๐ถ๐ฏ๐ค๐ฉ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ฃ๐ข๐จ๐ด ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ท๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ต ๐ฎ๐บ ๐ง๐ณ๐ถ๐ด๐ต๐ณ๐ข๐ต๐ช๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ด ๐ฐ๐ฏ. (โงโโฆ)/
๐ ๐ฌ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ธ ๐ช๐ต ๐ธ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ญ๐ฅ ๐ฃ๐ฆ ๐ข ๐ด๐ช๐ฏ ๐ฃ๐ถ๐ต..... ๐๐ต'๐ด ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ต ๐ญ๐ช๐ฌ๐ฆ ๐'๐ญ๐ญ ๐ฆ๐ท๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ฎ๐ข๐ฌ๐ฆ ๐ช๐ต ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ข๐ท๐ฆ๐ฏ ๐ข๐ฏ๐บ๐ธ๐ข๐บ.
๐๐ฉ, ๐๐ช๐ด๐ถ๐ฌ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐๐ช๐ธ๐ฐ๐ฐ ๐ข๐ณ๐ฆ ๐จ๐ฐ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ด๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ธ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ฆ. ๐๐ฉ๐ข๐ต ๐ข๐ณ๐ฆ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ๐บ ๐จ๐ฐ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ฅ๐ฐ?
๐๐ช๐จ๐ฉ๐ต? ๐๐ช๐ด๐ถ๐ฌ ๐ช๐ด ๐ง๐ช๐จ๐ฉ๐ต๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ธ๐ช๐ต๐ฉ ๐ข ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ฏ-๐ข๐ธ๐ข๐ฌ๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ฆ๐ฅ? ๐๐ด ๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ฅ๐ฐ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ด ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ง๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ญ ๐ด๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ฆ ๐ง๐ฐ๐ณ๐ฎ ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ข๐ถ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ณ๐ช๐ต๐บ ๐ฐ๐ท๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ด๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ฆ? ๐๐ฐ๐ธ ๐ฑ๐ข๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ต๐ช๐ค. ๐๐ฐ๐ถ๐ญ๐ฅ๐ฏ'๐ต ๐ฃ๐ฆ๐ญ๐ช๐ฆ๐ท๐ฆ ๐ฉ๐ฆ'๐ฅ ๐ด๐ต๐ฐ๐ฐ๐ฑ ๐ด๐ฐ ๐ญ๐ฐ๐ธ.
๐๐ถ๐ต ๐ฎ๐ข๐บ๐ฃ๐ฆ ๐'๐ฎ ๐ซ๐ถ๐ด๐ต ๐ข๐ด๐ด๐ถ๐ฎ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ๐ด, ๐๐ช๐ธ๐ฐ๐ฐ ๐ค๐ฐ๐ถ๐ญ๐ฅ ๐ต๐ถ๐ณ๐ฏ ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ต ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ฃ๐ฆ ๐ข๐ฏ ๐ข๐ธ๐ข๐ฌ๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ฆ๐ณ. ๐๐ถ๐ต ๐ ๐ด๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ญ๐ฅ ๐ด๐ต๐ช๐ญ๐ญ ๐ง๐ฐ๐ญ๐ญ๐ฐ๐ธ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ฎ. ๐๐ฉ๐ข๐ต ๐ช๐ง ๐๐ช๐ด๐ถ๐ฌ ๐ฏ๐ฆ๐ข๐ณ๐ญ๐บ ๐ฌ๐ช๐ญ๐ญ๐ด ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ฑ๐ฐ๐ฐ๐ณ ๐จ๐ถ๐บ?
Hwa-Young mused with a smile of amusement. Turning to tell Yeona that she has a few matters to take care of and if she's okay with going home alone.
Yeona nodded a bit confused as Hwa-Young handed her the keys before sprinting in the opposite direction.
๐๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ฆ๐ด๐ต๐ญ๐บ, ๐ธ๐ฉ๐บ ๐ฅ๐ฐ ๐ ๐ฆ๐ท๐ฆ๐ฏ ๐ค๐ข๐ณ๐ฆ?
She questioned herself, frowning when she was unable to find an answer.
She ran past the bullies, the wind wisping through her white hair, the warm colors of twilight hitting her face just perfect. The bullies watched as she ran past them, awing at her beauty while looking like tomatoes. Failing to notice the tracker she attached on one of them.
๐'๐ญ๐ญ ๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ข๐ญ ๐ธ๐ช๐ต๐ฉ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ด๐ฆ ๐ฑ๐ถ๐ฏ๐ค๐ฉ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ฃ๐ข๐จ๐ด ๐ญ๐ข๐ต๐ต๐ฆ๐ณ.
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Hwa-Young watched from the roof top of a nearby building as Jisuk and Jiwoo talked for a bit before they began fighting in the isolated place.
She couldn't really hear them so, she tried getting closer without them both noticing.
She watched from behind a stacked pile of three giant concrete tubes as Jisuk blocked Jiwoo's punch with absolutely no effort.
She winced as Jisuk landed a devastating blow on Jiwoo, the blonde cat lover falling to the floor.
She noted how predictable Jiwoo's moves were. Cringing as he kept getting hit.
She felt pity for him, coming to the conclusion of him being a complete newbie.
She felt a tad bit disgusted that Jisuk, one of the Four would pick a fight with a weak and clumsy newbie.
She let out a breath of relief as Jisuk told Jiwoo that they're gonna fight again when the latter's leg is fully healed before trudging away in a carefree manner.
It's as if he was completely confident that he would win on their next fight.
Jiwoo seemed depressed and ashamed of himself on the other hand. Which she found to be completely understandable.
๐๐ฐ๐ฐ๐ณ ๐ฅ๐ถ๐ฅ๐ฆ ๐ฅ๐ช๐ฅ๐ฏ'๐ต ๐ฆ๐ท๐ฆ๐ฏ ๐จ๐ฆ๐ต ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ค๐ฉ๐ข๐ฏ๐ค๐ฆ ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ง๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ฉ๐ช๐ฎ๐ด๐ฆ๐ญ๐ง.
"Bzzzzzz! "
She fished out her buzzing phone from her pocket and immediately hopped on to the roof top of the nearest building, once there she stepped away from the edge to avoid being seen.
She huffed as she checked the caller's ID. It was her old man.
She looked down at Jiwoo from the roof top. The cat lover was looking around, as if trying to find something. He had heard the buzzing too.
A few moments later he seemed to have brushed it off. Moving to get his bag and out of sight with his head hung low.
She glanced back at her phone, the expensive device still lightly vibrating in her hands.
She smirked as the thought of waiting for a few more moments before picking up came to mind.
But she brushed it off, remembering how busy her old man is.
She quickly just picked it up, bringing it up to her ear.
"Hello.? "
She said, prepared to be greeted by his gruff voice.
[Took you a while to pick up, you must've been busy right?(โงโโฆ)/]
She recoiled a bit at that, her eyes widening, mouth agape.
๐๐ฆ๐ญ๐ญ, ๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ด ๐ช๐ด ๐ฏ๐ฆ๐ธ. ๐๐ถ๐ด๐ต ๐ฃ๐ฆ ๐ช๐ฏ ๐ข ๐ท๐ฆ๐ณ๐บ ๐จ๐ฐ๐ฐ๐ฅ ๐ฎ๐ฐ๐ฐ๐ฅ.
It was unusual for her to not get scolded at or at least for him to be a bit grumpy whenever she's takes too much time to pick up.
So, while this warmness was setting her at ease, it was also unnerving her.
From past experiences she can tell this wasn't going to be a good thing.
"Ye-yeah. I was a bit busy. "
She stuttered out, a drop of sweat rolling down the side of her face.
[Come to Shinwa Headquarters right now. I want to have a talk with you face to face~แ( แ )แ! ]
From his excited tone of voice, she felt a bit relieved but still didn't dare let her guard down.
It's not like he's always grumpy and strict but that extra bit of cheerie in his tone most often tends to have a deeper meaning.
She recalls the first time he spoke to her in that tone and guilt tripped her in to going on a date with a stuck up bastard.
Why? Well, he needed a piece of info that only that guys family could give him. When he asked that they wanted in return the heir of the family requested for his granddaughter to go on a date with him. The old man having no choice agreed.
Hwa-Young didn't really say anything as she thought of herself to not be in a position to protest. Plus, this could be a way she could pay old man back for his kindness.
Not to say that she enjoyed the experience, oh hell no. It was horrible and borderline disgusting. Not to mention how misogynistic the guy was.
"I-i'll be there in a minute! "
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"Sooooo, what did you have to say? "
Hwa-Young drawled wearily as she watched steam rise from the cup of coffee on the table in front of her.
"What? (โโขแดโขโ) Can't I to want to see my granddaughter? "
Seongik replied from across the table, wearing a suspiciously wide smile.
Hwa-Young just stared at him, which didn't effect the latter in the slightest.
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"So, you're telling me three families are asking for my hand in MARRIAGE?? I'M NOT EVEN 18 YET! "
Hwa-Young shouted wildly, making many motions with her arms to emphasize her speech.
"Yeah, you caught on pretty quick. (สแดสโฟ)" Seongik praised, smiling innocently.
"But why? " She whined, slumping down on the sofa. Facing the ceiling.
"Why won't they? Yothe one of the highest female rankers at the academy. Not to mention it has been reported that you are friends with these three fine gentlemen.( อกยฐ อส อกยฐ) " he smirked, his eyes narrowing, making the corners of his eyes wrinkle. Giving her a knowing look.
"Fine gentlemen my ass.
(๏ฟฃใธ ๏ฟฃ ๅธ " she scoffed, looking back at him, sitting up straight.
"Come on, I'm sure it's not going to be that bad.โ(๏พโใฎโ)๏พ* " the old man tried reassuring her but it just stressed her out even more.
"Wa-wait! So your actually accepting them? " Her voice seemed to tremble, scared of what his answer will be.
"I mean, ใพ(๏ผพ-๏ผพ)ใ They are three of the most prestigious families in the world. It's a once in a lifetime chance-"
"Yeah, I know but-"
"Hwa-Young, my child. Think of all the benefits! " He exclaimed, taking a sip from his cup.
It's not like she doesn't see the benefits of it all, it's just that her heart is having a hard time accepting this.
๐๐ฐ๐ธ ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ธ, ๐'๐ฎ ๐ฃ๐ฆ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ต๐ฐ๐ฐ ๐ฆ๐ฎ๐ฐ๐ต๐ช๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ข๐ญ. ๐๐ฆ ๐ฎ๐ข๐ต๐ถ๐ณ๐ฆ ๐๐ธ๐ข-๐ ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ฏ๐จ. ๐๐ง ๐ฐ๐ญ๐ฅ ๐ฎ๐ข๐ฏ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ฏ๐ฌ๐ด ๐ช๐ต'๐ด ๐จ๐ฐ๐ฐ๐ฅ ๐ง๐ฐ๐ณ ๐ฎ๐ฆ, ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ฏ ๐ ๐ด๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ญ๐ฅ ๐ข๐ต ๐ญ๐ฆ๐ข๐ด๐ต ๐จ๐ช๐ท๐ฆ ๐ช๐ต ๐ด๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ฆ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ถ๐จ๐ฉ๐ต.
"Are you really gonna accept all three of them? " Hwa-Young raised a weary eyebrow, her voice soft. Her emotions surfacing and showing on her expression.
Seongik wanted to say yes but looking at the image of desperation on her visage, his mouth went dry.
"No, I'll let you choose which one you wanna marry when you turn 20 and if then you still have problem choosing I'll choose for you. " Seongik said, hoping this would lift her mood.
"Oh thank goodness! "
Hwa-Young sighed in relief slumping back into the couch.
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{8:01pm, at Hwa-Young's apartment}
Hwa-Young was doing her math homework while Yeona was in the bathroom, showering.
Hwa-Young listened to the peaceful sound of the running water, doing her best to ignore the sound of heart beats.
๐ ๐ถ๐ฏ๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ด๐ต๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐๐ณ๐ต๐ฉ๐ถ๐ณ'๐ด ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ข๐ด๐ฐ๐ฏ ๐ง๐ฐ๐ณ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ฑ๐ณ๐ฐ๐ฑ๐ฐ๐ด๐ข๐ญ, ๐ฉ๐ฆ'๐ด ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ข๐ณ๐ต ๐ฃ๐ฆ๐ข๐ต ๐ง๐ฐ๐ณ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ฑ๐ข๐ด๐ต ๐ง๐ฆ๐ธ ๐ฎ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ต๐ฉ๐ด ๐ด๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ฎ๐ด ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ข๐ญ๐ธ๐ข๐บ๐ด ๐ฃ๐ฆ ๐ฉ๐ช๐จ๐ฉ ๐ธ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ฆ๐ท๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ฉ๐ฆ'๐ด ๐ข๐ณ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ฎ๐ฆ.
She thought, lightly chewing on the back of her pencil. Before quickly spitting it out when she realized there is an eraser attached to it.
It not like she doesn't have feelings for him, she has but it's just that she doesn't know how to deal with it.