(P.S. this is kinda based on snowdrop so I replaced Hae-in with Jennie
Also, Young-ro changed her name to Jisoo when she grew up n stuff)Another P.S: This was written in my notes so I hereby apologize for any mistakes
Anotherrr P.S: I kinda liked this since I had been de-motivated for a while and this is probably the best thing I've written this past month or so
.......She walked through the crowd, bodyguards pushing and shoving those in the way. People yelling at her, shouting, screaming, even fighting. Her head rang, it felt as if she would explode. She took out her sunglasses, opened them and put them on carefully, knowing they costed thousands, if not millions.
Her head spinned but she had to keep herself upright. No distraction, don't listen to those low-lifed hungry sharks. Swim through them.
"Eun Young-ro! Did you really think we'd forget who you really are?! You can't convince us you've changed just because you don't have the same name anymore!"
And she paused, her steps taking a halt as her bodyguards panicked with the amount of people which flooded her. A bead of sweat broke down as she composed herself once again, or at least she thinks she did. She took hurried steps with the bodyguards following her. Shaking her head, she tried stopping the memories which flooded her thoughts.
The blanket had a glowery pattern on it, with a combination of green, red, and blue colors. It was big and fluffy. She burried herself into it, only her head poking out, wrapping it all around her body; a human cacoon, perhaps? She took her tape player from under her bed and inserted a new tape. Pressing the record button, she started documenting her diary.
She was never a fan of writing them, thinking they would get lost or stolen by others. But, on the other hand, very few people had tape players. She trusted her whole life into spoken words. They had more feeling, raw emotion. If she ever listened to them again, she would understand how the felt.
"Recording 370, gosh I've been doing this for over a year and half of them were about the girl. Ah, she is so handsome. She noticed me today in the halls, you know! I hope she never forgets me. Unlike the other times, where she just walked past me, she smiled at me. The only times we ever talk, is when we're alone. It felt heavenly. I never knew my heart could explode so badly, I loved it but this was distracting me. Maybe, one day, I'll write a book in her name. Yes, yes! I should stop distracting myself with her, so I can be good enough and write about her one day! Ahh, would you look at that, I don't have any more time. Oh well, talk more tomorrow! Hehe, bye future self!"
She giggled and clicked the stop button. Pressing gently on the window which held the tape, she took it out and examind it. She didn't wish to ruin the tape, so she placed it alongside her February tapes on her wooden shelf. Her wooden shelf was attached to the wall and the tapes had been organized in sets of year and month.
She put the tape player back under her bed. Reminding herself that she needed to mark the tape before she put it in there, taking it out, marking it with her permanent marker, and putting it back in it's spot.
After finally finishing her work, she flipped on the bed. Releasing herself from the human cocoon she made, she turned and came face-to-face with the girl she had dreamed of.
Ah, forgot to mention, the said girl who had occupied half of Young-ro's tapes was also her roommate. Crazy, right?
Jisoo shook her head as she remembered her memorable tape recordings.
Finally, reaching the exit, she was once again flooded by her memories.
"Do you support," Young-ro paused, regretting her decisions for asking.
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FanfictionDrunkpink in ur area🗿🗿✨✨ ⚫️ ongoing ⚫️ completed ✅ ⚫️ discontinued -convos and one-shots- No Smut (for y'all horndogs I have a smutshots of Jensoo though)