Rosé is just broken. And she don't intend to fix herself. Turns defective into dignity. After all, there's nothing else left. When they say, «Well, a person can't be so insignificant,» Rosé proved the opposite. Maybe its existence is proof of that. Can people live like that? Again, Park Roseanne is proof to you. There is no remorse. Shame. Remorse. She lives and continues to do what she wants. With friends, with an innocent girl, after all with herself.
Leaning against the gate of someone else's university, she looks at a joyful girl who goes to the exit, staring at her smartphone. Here she is. Lee Hanni.
Is it impossible to fall lower than Rosé? She'll surpass herself.
"Why is Eunha so lucky?" Rosé suddenly sighs when Hanni comes closer to her.
The girl at first raises her head in confusion, but when she recognizes her girl's friend, she looks around in bewilderment, because Eunha should be there, Rosé would not have come to her alone. After all, their communication was built only on "hello" and "bye."
"Is that why you came to my university?" Hanni is sincerely surprised, not knowing where to put her confusion.
"Yes, I just came to say it," Rosé quietly shrugged her shoulders and somehow stared at her childishly.
Hanni opened her mouth a little stunned, not knowing what to answer. She heard about the strangeness of Eunha's friend... But she didn't run into her. In general, she was a little afraid of Rosé.
"Wow, you have such beautiful eyes!" Rosé sang enthusiastically, moving her face to her to see better.
In fact, they are simple. Brown. Half of Seoul has that. But Hanni really took her words seriously, from which she reached out to her red cheeks.
"Th... thank you," says Hanni, stumbling.
"Why don't you want to come to our loft?" Squirted Park's upset face, not letting Hanni at least put a word in. "Eunha is torn between you and us, friends are offended by her, you know, and I want her not to worry about it..."
"So she didn't tell me anything!" It's like he's interrupting Hanni as an excuse. "I really didn't know it was torn between us..."
Hanni feels guilty. After all, she doesn't want to cause her friends to quarrel. But Eunha really didn't say anything to her, and now she's eaten by her conscience when she has pictures of their quarrels in her head. She understood that her social circle was completely different. She would feel like a burden. Very often Hanni thinks that in terms of status she is not worthy of Eunha, and she, in turn, was very angry with her that she had such thoughts. Eunha was truly in love with her and considered her the most beautiful person in her life. That's why she was afraid to invite friends to the company. She was sure that Hanni would feel out of place, especially if she saw complete debauchery and alcohol and drugs. For friends, Jung was one, and with Hanni quite different; and not that she pretended, she just wanted to be warm and gentle with her.
"I'll definitely come to you," after thinking about everything well, Hanni nods to herself, and Rosé smiles at her with a kind of sincere smile and suddenly hugs a big hug for Lee.
"I'm so glad!" Rubbing hers chin against her temple, Park exclaimed, and then pulled him away by the shoulders. "Just don't tell Eunha that I came, okay? I want to help, and she'll definitely get mad at me."
"You... you're such a good friend," Hanni says boldly, biting his lip. She also begins to gnaw her conscience for making mistakes in Rosé. She built the image from the first impression, and it is often deceptive. But not in the case of a blonde.
"See you then?" Fell silent and narrowed her eyes, and Hanni only nodded when she saw an incoming call from Eunha. "Oh, I need to run away, if Eunha sees it, I won't get well. Bye, Hanni," finally smiling seductingly, Park, waving her hand, quickly headed for the parked car.
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Director of feelings | chaesoo / jenlisa
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