People Are ... ▪ 2Yeon FF

Guilty

Wolfekrone, Europe, 1930s.

Im Nayeon frolics along the brick sidewalk, passing by barely any other people as she goes.

She was heading to her Grandfather's house for a monthly visit. Tea and crumpets, some marmalade as well... Today was going to be a good day with her grandfather.

Nayeon could feel it.

The bunny toothed girl makes her way into the cottage where her grandpa was, basket of crumpets swinging back and forth her slender arm.

Knock

Knock

Knock

Nayeon gently tapped her knuckles on the wooden old door with a fancy circular window.

"Is that my amazing granddaughter?"

A kindly toned old man's voice came from the other side of the door.

"No, grandpa, it's Queen Elizabeth." Nayeon responded jokingly.

The wooden door swung open revealing a gentle, kind, elderly man wearing a welcoming smile on his face,"There's my Queen Of England!" He says as Nayeon comes in for a hug.

--

"How has life been? Have you met anyone special?"

Nayeon had settled into her grandfather's small cottage,"No. I told you, I'll find love one day, but it won't be till I'm about 65 years old."

"That's not true! You'll be like my daughter- or well- your mother- She found her love at about the same age as you!" The old man took in a sip of tea.

"I just don't think I'm ready yet." The female states,"I don't even know my ideal person."

"Ah, so you don't know if you want them to be a man or woman, yet?"

"Wh-What?" Nayeon questions her grandfather's words.

"You said ideal person, correct? So you know it might not be a man?"

"M-Maybe... How'd you know?"

"I had the same conversation with you mother. Though, she met a man. But that doesn't stop you from having a different preference."

"Promise not to tell the mayor? I'm sure I'll be banished for saying this..."

"Fire away, I'll be quiet." The man smiles.

"Maybe I do have a different preference from other people... Damn, if I said that out loud public I'd be straight out of here!" Nayeon stated frustratingly,"But you aren't. You're in a good ol' cottage with your cool grandpa, who promises everything. Like the promise where I will never tell anyone about your personality."

"This is why I come to visit you every month..." Nayeon smiles at him,"I think I should be going now. The shop's about to be open."

"Take care, Queen Elizabeth." Nayeon's grandfather waves goodbye as the bunny girl leaves the cottage, now heading to the shoe shop she worked at.

--

Today wasn't busy, well- everyday wasn't busy. There were just a few people here and there browsing the shelves containing endless amounts of fancy, casual or even exotic shoes.

A taller female with raven black hair styled with bangs approaches Nayeon,"Oh- Hi Momo-" Nayeon greets the female,"Nay, did you hear about the mayor? He's calling everyone in the town to come quickly to the town square. At about 8 AM I'm pretty sure."

"What why?"

"Not sure. I was walking over here and heard a bunch of people talking about it." Hirai Momo explains,"Well whatever it is, hopefully it doesn't involve any of us. Damn, I've had a talk with my grandfather this morning, and I'm pretty sure my ass would be whooped by the mayor and then kicked out of Seoul if he found out."