the complete opposite, like complementary colors.
i want to paint this world between us.
in which hybe's middle child (txt) gets a sixth member. and it's a girl named park ara.
1 in #yeonjun [211102]
4 in #soobin [211118]
1 in #txtbeomgyu [220105 ~...
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Ara bowed one last time, sniffling, and then closed the door behind her. This was her third appointment with the therapist. It hadn't been too long, but she already felt a sense of relief blanketing her and taking her away from the scary, horrid world.
She had still cried. Because it was hard. Talking about hardships, trauma, pain... it's always hard. But every time she finished a session, she'd bow to the woman who'd been taking care of her mental health, and then treat her security guard to ice cream.
Ice cream wasn't cheap in Seoul. But she'd found out Ku Hansol's favorite sweet treat was cold, sweet, strawberry shortcake flavored ice cream.
The first time, the agent said no. He was adamant to not take anything from the idol he was protecting, but Ara sweet talked him into it. She said it was a gesture of gratitude. She was grateful for him working just to keep her alive.
"Strawberry shortcake?", she smiled towards her bodyguard. The man looked reluctantly at her, pondered for a second and then surrendered. He smiled back and nodded. "Ah, I like that smile on you, looking like a handsome dad", she smiled as they walked to the ice cream shop.
