Polaroids & Mistletoe || chuuves

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A/N: title doesn't even make any sense smh

Something was wrong.

Sooyoung peered down at her already-cold cup of coffee, fingers deftly stirring the light brown mixture as a sigh escaped her lips.

It was a late November afternoon, and the first few snowflakes had fallen nimbly on the stone-bricked pavement outside, the light screech caused by the cold wind barely reaching Sooyoung's ears.

Her fingers twitched slightly against the polished glass mug, a scowl decorating her features.

Something was definitely wrong.

The girl's gaze wavered over the empty seat across her, brows threading together and expression growing darker.

On the usual Wednesday, Sooyoung would have definitely not been sitting alone all by herself, glaring holes at the cold cup of coffee set in front of her.

But ah, today might've been quite different.

The cheerful auburn haired girl wasn't sitting across her, wasn't blabbering the corniest of puns, wasn't giggling about coffee-dipped bagels or blushing as Sooyoung would slyly press a small kiss on her cheek.

Instead, however, Sooyoung was left with her missing presence ghosting over the empty space in front of her, with the uncertainty of what she could've been missing out on if only the cheerful girl had been with her.

Sooyoung huffed, grabbing her bookbag as she stood up, deciding to do something better than just moping around.

She exited the small cafè, shuddering as a frosty gush of wind whipped through her ebony locks.

The street had been lit up with bright neon lights blinking around every corner, the pink and green hues reflecting on her pale skin.

It was almost evening, and the snow still kept falling, landing on Sooyoung's dark red coat.

She hummed a soft melody, weaving through the busy crowd of people, her black uggs clanking loudly with every step.

She skipped across a corner, a smile on her face as she greeted her fellow students as they passed by.

She then turned to the path leading to the park, and her smile deteriorated as the scene in front of her was like a big slap from reality, pulling her from her carefree thoughts.

There were two girls who had been walking together side by side, their laughter as clear as the cloudless sky above.

Sooyoung sighed to herself.

That could have been her and Jiwoo--they could have been the one walking through the park, giggling to theirselves as they blow into the cold air, watching their breath cloud in front of them.

But, alas, the girl had been quite distant lately, which left Sooyoung a bit surprised, since Jiwoo was practically the liveliest and cheekiest sunflower she'd ever met. But these days, Jiwoo just seemed so sad, and would always be quiet and keep to herself. Sooyoung wanted to ask her what had been bothering her, but she was afraid to step into the girl's private space, afraid she might just make things worse for her, so she decided to just stay quiet.

She was worried, to say the least. She just wanted her sunflower back.

She huffed, trudging through the thick snow that had covered the pathway. The park was really beautiful tonight, the cherry blossom trees had started to bloom and the moon shined above, the twinkling stars adding to the festive-feel the place was giving off.