⌦ .｡.:*♡ 𝑲𝑨𝑵𝑮 𝑫𝑨𝑬𝑹𝒀𝑼𝑳 returns to the year 1995, where she meets the teenage version of her mother and tries to find the answer to the questions she's had her whole life.
★𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆 . . . 신류진 && 고윤환 / 려...
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what in the world?
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DAERYUL had no idea what to do. she didn't have a place to stay, and she barely knew anyone in 1995; she wasn't even born yet!
she was currently at some park, absolutely lost. after cheong-ah had to part ways with her a few hours ago, daeryul or ryudae was left alone to figure things out.
she roamed the streets of old seoul, which she had only seen on google, admiring its nostalgic feel. however, none of the colorful stalls there gave her information on why she time-travelled to freaking 1995.
bro... what the fuck am i supposed to do? what am i even doing here?
daeryul thought to herself, looking down at her feet as she kicked a few pebbles that were on the ground. she looked like a lost puppy out here, but one thing that stayed the same with seoul was that people only stared. that was the worst part.
she could feel some people's eyes on her as they passed by. daeryul wished at least one person cared enough to ask her if she was okay or if she needed help.
suddenly, she heard a faint ringing from a distance. ring ring ring ring ring. the sound reminded her of the doorbell at her house, and it made her miss it even more. she shook off the thought, going in the direction of the ringing.
daeryul was greeted by an old, red telephone booth. the phone was ringing, like it was waiting for her to answer the call, so she did.
"hello?" she asked, the telephone now beside her ear.
"ehem! yes? hello?" a familiar voice responded.
what the? isn't this the guy from the music store?
"your voice... are you that weird guy from... what was it? la... la something?" the man on the other side scoffed in offense.
"yes, it is me. i own LA VIDA MUSIC and you can call me the master"the master dramatically introduced himself, correcting all the information that daeryul had gotten wrong. (which was only the la vida music part really)
