[✓] in another lifetime | 2jin

[1] FLASHBACKS

She sat restlessly, hair a mess with bags of purple hanging from her eyes, typing away on her computer as she had visits from her workers every now and then. Being a CEO is a hard job to keep up with, filling out emails and attending to useless meetings where opposers rant about their newly created ideas. However, on the other hand it is worth the money. Supposedly, Heejin was just in it all for the money, to support her family. Nevertheless, she enjoyed the job, having close friends at her company made it worth the efforts.

"Ouch" Heejin exclaimed, quickly slapping her hand onto her forehead as it throbbed in pain. Her friend who was in the office at the time, Haseul, turned around at the sudden noise, disturbed. She winced, eyes squinting as she sucked in her stomach, witnessing Heejin sporting a face that screamed pain. "You okay?" she lunged forwards, legs moving at immense speeds, to check out Heejin's injured head. "Yeah... I guess," she replied with a slight chuckle, making the serious atmosphere lighten up in the slightest bit. "I've just started to get these headaches recently," she looked up to stare Haseul into the eyes with a softening gaze, "I'm sure it's nothing, I probably just have a little cold or some stupid shit." Haseul only nodded her head, though she could not hide her concern. "I'll fetch you a cup of water, and an ice pack, just to be sure, okay?" Haseul voiced, making her way to the door before stopping. "I'll be back in a few." Heejin nodded in response, watching the girl walk out of the office with that sense of elegance she always had and head to the cafeteria area.

She sighed, leaning onto one arm as she regained her focus onto the huge glowing screen in front of her, it burned her eyes to see the blue colour, so dominant and radiant. It was too bright, especially for the fact her eyes were newly adjusting to the sky outside. It was beginning to become the evening. Despite her restlessness, Jeon Heejin managed to write a few more sentences upon her email to send to the company who she'd be collaborating with soon. Until, yet again, a sharp, throbbing pain entered her forehead. Though through the pain, a vague sight sparked.

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"Hey, don't steal that, it's so special to me!" a school girl with black hair shouted to her friend, one with brown hair, who teased her passionately about a small polaroid that was hidden in her pencil case. "No way! I think it's cute how you keep this picture of us! Plus if I lose it we can always take another one!" she said back, sticking out her tongue and waving the polaroid in the air. The other girl huffed as she crossed her arms. "Fine" she said, sending a deadly yet joking glare right in her friend's direction. "I'm just going to leave then!" She picked up her school bag and walked towards the exit of the classroom. The brown haired panicked, a cold sweat trickling down her forehead. "Wait!" She ran after her, luckily, the black haired girl didn't manage to leave quite yet, "You can have it back!" She shoved it into her friend's hands. The other girl giggled. "Thanks!" she turned around, a peach blush staining her cheeks.

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Heejin sat perplexed, winning back the consciousness she had just lost. Yet, she couldn't make out that girls face, never had she met someone who looked just like that. Her mind farted places, coming up with solutions as to what could have caused something like this. Heejin was always the determined type, never left a though unanswered, though for once she had no clue and it annoyed her deeply.

"Ugh!" She groaned. "It's okay Heejin, it's nothing, you'll forget about it, don't worry." She whispered to her self, attempting to get back to the email.

However deep down a growing feeling of need and want ran through out her body, it would be the only thing on her mind that night.

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As the evening passed slowly but surely, Heejin kept getting - what she deemed to be - scenarios playing in her head, just like a movie. Though, they were about the same two girls hanging out, or having arguments. It played on her mind, bothering her to the death. Haseul would assist her desperately every time, even though she was countlessly told not to worry about it. Haseul being Haseul, she couldn't hide the fact she still cared, coming to the conclusion that this was more than just a simple cold.