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there has never been a second where seulgi had not forgotten about what she saw that day. seeing irene doing something so bizarre. she couldn't grasp what was happening at that very moment. she was pale, straight once she got back to her dorm, dropping her groceries on the floor, and went straight to wash her face.
looking at herself in the mirror, small dark bags under her eyes were beginning to appear inside such a short time and questions could only occupy her mind as she spends the day at home and at school. from her classes: seulgi, most of the time, was staring off into the distance, the chalkboard until the teacher caught her and began scolding her for not paying attention, throwing chalk straight to her face. damn ms. yoona was strict. even her friends that were her classmates got concerned, they knew seulgi wasn't one to not focus. wendy told her about it during lunchtime, receiving vague responses from seulgi.
and during her basketball practice which is currently on-going, she spaced out causing a pass from one of her teammates to hit her on the head. wincing in pain, she pressed her palm against her forehead, giving it small taps too. seulgi receives an apology from them. holding the ball to her stomach, shaking her body a bit, trying to remove the thoughts that were being a burden to her.
“oi kang! get off the court if you're just going to stand there!” coach choi shouts from the benches, gaining seulgi's attention and the rest of her teammates who were also wary of seulgi's situation. seulgi rubs the back of her nape, pushing the basketball towards moonbyul who gladly catches it with a reassuring but worried smile. seulgi nods, approaching the coach.
“sorry coach. i'm not feeling so well today.” it wasn't so much of a lie and truth. you could say she was feeling ill or a bit mental from what she experienced that day. coach choi pats seulgi's shoulder, “alright, just make sure to rest for now. we don't want our best player all distracted for future games.” the coach gave one last pat to seulgi's back and walks off to discuss some matters with the team. seulgi was left to sit at the benches, her forearm resting on her thigh, fingers locked together, ‘i definitely need to talk to irene about this. i nee an explanation.’
her head hangs down, sweat dripping from her forehead. she shuts her eyes, thinking deeply if she actually saw it accurately. a flower, specifically a lavender was floating above irene's hand. it could possibly be her mind playing games with her, making impossible crap up because of her fatigue maybe or was it really real? she was trying hard to deny the actual truth. she was sane during that morning. she was. seulgi doesn't even watch fantasy movies or movies in general lately to be fantasizing about it.
