"let the countdown begin!"
those are the words that everyone wants to hear, ten seconds before their twenty second new year's.
but what happens if the souls that switch just aren't set for the stars?
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in which the girls introduce themselves, without introducing themselves.
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one: wheein, new year's
new year's eve. the eve after whee in's twenty second birthday, a much celebrated date all around the world. twenty second new years. twenty two years of the world's time, to figure out what love means. wheein knows what love means. love means waiting twenty two long years of solitude before having a soulmate. and today's the day. the day that she, along with many others, has been waiting for since the day she found out what it meant. being twenty two means four years of adulthood, enough time to roughly plan a course for life. wheein disagrees. she thinks it will take a lifetime to roughly plan a course for life. being twenty two means being ready to take on the responsibility of loving yourself before loving others. and wheein is still learning. she brushes her short blonde hair behind her ear, sighing in frustration. the moonlight that streams through the window pans into funny shapes on the floor, distorted by wheein's childish space themed curtains. someone creeps behind her, massaging her shoulders caringly. finally, a head appears next to hers. it's wendy, one of wheein's best friends. she insisted that they should gather on new year's. wheein almost wishes to switch with wendy as the clock strikes twelve. only because wendy is so sure of herself and her path in life that maybe wheein would have a chance. she's terrified of a whole new person, let alone a relationship with them. wheein turns around, succumbing to wendy's pleas to join the fun. her good friends seulgi, youngsun and miyeong are trying to see how many marshmallows they can fit in each others mouths. wheein catches her tongue between her teeth, shaking her head. wendy ruffles her hair. "c'mon, whee! have some fun before our lives get turned upside down." she chuckles jokingly. wheein smiles fondly at wendy's pout. "okay..." wheein reluctantly accepts yongsun's arm wrestle challenge, along with the bet that the loser should drink twice the amount the winner drinks. wheein is victorious after a quick struggle, condemning yongsun to six shots, because wheein is a lightweight. both are drunk soon enough, giggling amongst each other at nothing that was apparently funny. they continue to do stupid things until wendy checks the time, her eyes widening and her clear voice ringing out. "it's eleven thirty!! guys, sit down, i'll get the snacks. we should make our future soulmates comfortable." wheein smiles, getting herself a pillow and sitting down. it's now or never! she convinces herself nervously. wendy struts in, arms full of snacks, including wheein's freshly baked flapjacks. wendy puts them down in the middle of the pillow circle, immediately plonking down next to wheein. she checks the time again. 11:47. wheein closes her eyes.
two: hwasa, new year's
"hah. whoever gets you as their soulmate will be lucky" the stylist unnie says, untucking hwasa's long wavy hair from her ear. "thanks." hwasa squeaks, hurriedly getting up from her chair, rushing over to the clock. it reads 11:30. "right, unnie, i'd better join the others." hwasa states, her eyes pooling with hope. "good luck!" the stylist unnie holds her arms out for a hug. hwasa gladly accepts, rushing into her arms. "see you later!" she whispers, letting go. hwasa opens the door onto the terrace, where a large banner adorns the wall. 'HAPPY 22ND NEW YEAR'S, DYSMB!' it screams in loud golden letters. hwasa exhales deeply, taking large breaths. it is one of her band mate's 22nd new year's along with her own. jisoo. her other five band mates crowd around her, giving her little squeezes of reassurance. hwasa soon joins them, pulling jisoo away. 11:47. "you ready?" jisoo whispers, taking hwasa's hand in her own and squeezing slightly. hwasa rolls her eyes. "ha, ha. as if." she rolls her eyes. "you?" "well, i'm as ready as i'll ever be." jisoo chuckles, shaking her head. hwasa thinks about her statement. she feels the opposite. her entire life, being a hopeless romantic, she felt like she would be the most ready. but the uneasiness that creeps into her very soul is more overpowering than she has ever imagined. she exhales shakily, squeezing jisoo's hand. they've switched on the radio somewhere, and over the loudspeaker, a high-pitched voice chatters to a lower one. "the atmosphere here is just great!" the female bubbles. "lights, decorations, food, and i mean, doesn't it just make you feel 22 again."
