"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 meet each other, without meeting each other.
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one:
wheein, from hwasa's point of view.
hwasa shakes awake violently, a painful throbbing blaring loudly in her head. she reaches up to cup her temple, feeling her face along the way. it's much softer, and rounder than it is normally, and hwasa can feel dimple lines creasing the side of her mouth. it seems that hwasa's vigorous skincare routine probably hasn't paid off. the person that she's switched with has baby-soft skin. and hwasa can tell by looking at her hands, her simple, short nailed, clear polished, slender hands, that it's as pale as the moon in a navy sky. hwasa's vision pans back to her surroundings and shakes her head, short white blonde hair spinning out around her. there are pillows and snacks scattered around the small cozy room, and a bunk bed is tucked away in the corner. three other girls are also looking around in confusion, just like hwasa. "hello?" she calls, not before clearing her throat immediately, looking shocked. jeez. my voice was never this deep??
she continues, despite the blush creeping up on her cheeks. hwasa never blushes. "ahem. could any of you tell me who i am?"
a red lipped girl rolls her eyes. "i don't know who you are, but i'm moonbyul? not this body, me? maybe you know me?"
hwasa snickers, and it comes out like a tinkle of strange laughter. "moonbyul? nope, sorry."
another girl has started wandering around, looking at things. "hey, excuse me" hwasa says, tapping her on the shoulder. she has long black hair and cute bangs that nearly cover her eyes. she tries to push them up. they burst out in unison. "do you know who i am?"
hwasa shakes her head, but the girl squints. "wait a second. aren't you the shy chick who lives down the street? what's her name again?"
hwasa sighs. "i honestly don't know."
the girl sighs. "what was it? w- something with w. wheein maybe? i don't know."
hwasa exhales in relief. "thank you so much!"
she whispers.
"no problem." the girl rolls her eyes. the third girl is still walking around curiously, snacking on a flapjack, one hand to her breast. she walks around like she doesn't know how to use legs. "i feel so damn short!" she exclaims through a mouthful of flapjack, squeezing. "and my voice is so high," another squeeze "and these are so squishy!"
"well that's definitely a man." hwasa whispers to 'moonbyul'. moonbyul is eyeing the fourth girl, who is lying on the floor, writing a letter. hwasa peers over her shoulder. her handwriting is immaculate and beautiful, and she's curious as to what the girl is writing. the letter is going like this so far:
