Haeeun settled onto the edge of Louise's bed, the soft mattress enveloping her like a comforting embrace. The walls were covered in posters of bands she didn't recognize, and the faint scent of vanilla wafted through the air. It felt worlds away from her own home, where the chaos of family life loomed large, leaving little room for peace.
She stared at the ceiling, letting the events of the day replay in her mind—the argument with her mother that had spiraled into tears and harsh words. She needed a moment to breathe, to collect herself, but her thoughts felt like they were racing in different directions.
A soft knock pulled her from her thoughts. Louise peeked her head in, her smile tentative but warm. "You okay in there?"
"Yeah," Haeeun replied, trying to sound more composed than she felt. "Just taking a moment."
Louise entered, holding a plate piled high with snacks. "I thought you might be hungry. It's nothing fancy, but I figured it might help." She set the plate on the nightstand, revealing an assortment of fruit, crackers, and a few chocolate bars.
Haeeun's stomach grumbled in response, betraying her embarrassment. "Thanks, that looks great."
"Help yourself! I promise I won't bite," Louise said with a playful grin, her energy infectious. "You look like you could use a little sugar."
Haeeun chuckled, grabbing a piece of fruit. "You have no idea how much I need this right now."
They settled into a comfortable silence, munching on snacks as the tension in the room eased with every bite. Louise shifted slightly, glancing out the window at the fading light.
"So, what's your story? If you feel like sharing, of course."
Haeeun hesitated, unsure of how much to let slip. "It's not much of a story, really. Just... family stuff. You know how it can be."
Louise nodded, her expression understanding. "Totally. My family can be a handful too. It's like they expect you to be this perfect version of yourself all the time."
"Exactly," Haeeun sighed, feeling the weight lift a little. "I just don't want to be what they want me to be."
Louise tilted her head thoughtfully. "Then who do you want to be?"
Haeeun's heart raced. No one had ever really asked her that before. She opened her mouth but found the words stuck. "I don't really know," she admitted, a mix of frustration and vulnerability surfacing. "I feel lost."
"That's okay," Louise said gently, her voice soft but steady. "Most people feel lost at some point. It's just part of figuring things out, right?"
Haeeun managed a small smile, appreciating the kindness in Louise's voice. "I guess so."
As they talked, the conversation flowed more freely, each sharing bits of their lives—Louise's passion for music, her dreams of traveling, and Haeeun's love for art and the sketches that filled her notebooks. With each story exchanged, the invisible barriers around Haeeun's heart began to crack, letting in a little warmth.
After a while, Louise glanced at the clock, surprise flickering across her face. "Wow, I didn't realize how late it was. Do you want to watch a movie or something?"
Haeeun's eyes lit up at the suggestion. "Yeah, that sounds nice."
"Great! I have a ton of options. What are you in the mood for? Comedy, drama, horror?" Louise asked, already heading to a small shelf overflowing with DVDs.
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