a girl, that knows nothing of feelings. not only that, but her body is also suffering greatly.
not knowing that she was being ruled by emotions on a rollercoaster of passion, while the desire for more, more of the many beautiful feelings she feels f...
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Nabi's heart raced with urgency as she stared at her phone, the screen flooded with messages from Sunoo. Her fingers flew over the keyboard in response.
What's wrong?
She typed quickly, anxiety knotting in her stomach as she awaited his reply, eyes glued to the digital glow.
The message that came through made her heart skip a beat.
I've got a serious problem. I need your help.
Can you come over?
With concern etching deep lines on her forehead, the girl leapt from the couch.
Give me your address, I'll be right there.
Rummaging through her wardrobe for something to wear, she was torn between haste and the desire not to appear unkempt. She didn't have much time, and her fear for Sunoo's wellbeing was paramount, yet she couldn't bear the thought of looking disheveled. Her hand paused at a dress, the same one she'd worn the day before-the one she'd picked out with Sunoo. A surge of memories washed over her, her heartbeat thundering in her ears as echoes of his words and actions reverberated in her mind.
She allowed herself a moment, lost in the nostalgia, before snapping back to reality, her focus narrowing on the urgency of the situation. Yet, as she prepared to leave, she thought.
I should really wear that dress more often...
With renewed resolve, she dressed quickly, her movements a blend of grace and efficiency. The outfit consists of a casual, oversized beige hoodie with a large, centered graphic of a brown bear and Japanese text beneath it. Paired with the hoodie are plaid pants in shades of brown and tan, cropped above the ankle, with a relaxed fit. Completing the look are classic white sneakers and the blue-lilac jacket. Not to forget her purse with the Song Kang keychain and his beanie that he had given her.
As Nabi left the house, her eyes caught a glimpse of a familiar figure in the distance. Heart pounding, she sprinted towards him, her lungs struggling to draw breath. By the time she reached him, she was gasping for air, the effort constricting her chest with pain.
But the discomfort was irrelevant in the face of her concern. Breathlessly, she clutched his arms, peppering him with urgent questions. "Are you alright? What's happening? Why did you ask me to come?" Her voice was laced with panic even as she struggled to breathe, circling him to make sure he was unharmed.
Sunoo found her state of panic endearing, yet he was worried about her breathing. She waved off his concern, insisting she was okay, her mind racing with worry as she repeated her question, "What's wrong?"
