Yn believed in logic. Jungwon believed in understanding his emotions.
Their friends knew they would get into petty arguments.
All in all, they desire a successful university life, away from their past and families.
However, when murders appear in th...
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College is going to be amazing. That's what yn religously chanted to herself as she checked one more time in her bedroom for things she possibly needed in her bag.
Phone? She was holding it.
Charger? It was stuffed in the right pocket of her bag, concealed under the metal zipper.
Pencil case? She shook her bag hard until she heard the familiar keyring attached to the zipper, tingle in her ears. She definitely had it- but did she pack 2 pens? Did she even pack a pencil?
"Yn, are you going to stand there like a statue all day?" Her roommate asked from the hallway.
"Shut up, Yunjin, I'm just making sure I'm not forgetting anything!" Yn yells back as she walked to the full-length mirror, checking if her outfit was enough to stand out, but also to blend in. She figured the black cargo pants with the black cardigan was enough to match with her white top.
Tobe honest, it was a little more basic than she wanted it to be.
And the hair? It was a simple ponytail with her bangs covering just the right amount of forehead. If anything, yn despised the idea of her exposed forehead. The idea of bangs hid that insecurity under its wing.
"Yunjin, you sure you're not gonna come with me?"
The girl loudly scoffed from where she was, appearing leisurely at their bedroom door with her white pyjamas and bunny slippers. Yn cringed at her lack of effort for the first day of college.
Though, she realised quickly when she met Yunjin, that they were quite different; she and yn travelled at different wavelengths of light, but together, they made one beautiful colour.
"Uhm, you must be crazy if you think I'm going to go early. I could fit in another episode of that Inferno show."
"You and your shitty Netflix shows," Yn grumbled, poking her tongue out at her friend before she returned one to her. Though, as they passed by each other, they sent a small smile and yn patted her shoulder.
"I'll save you a seat. Just don't be late."
"You can count on it!"
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She knew Yoreun University could be fancy, but seeing the shiny walls, tall windows, and drastic paintings made her eyes run to every corner.
Her reflection stared right back at her when she walked up to one of the glass windows; it was as if they installed new glass just before the new students came.
Roaming around her were bold students, all bustling with productivity to get to their first classes. She guessed they were older, and had climbed their way to being the seniors of the school. Yn would love to see if she had that motivation to climb to that stage.
