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"hwangs, come here!" sohye yelled, her hair tied into a ponytail as she held up two banners. she turned around, spotting the twins.
the girl jumped, not expecting for them to report to her so quickly. she lifted up the green banner and then the blue banner, wiggling her eyebrows. "sooo?"
"green is your favorite color, right? so green!" hyunjin pointed, as sohye giggled. he was correct, it was her favorite color.
sohye then turned to yeji, but her mind seemed to be elsewhere. with a simple point, the green banner won. instead of questioning the glum expression, sohye turned back around.
its not like yeji was her friend or anything, just mere company she liked to have during homeroom class.
the green banner was for her room decoration. yes, her room has no space on the walls for anything due to all the clutter, but sohye can't help but do more.
if you were to ask the students, they'd call sohye a hippie. she always had her crystals hanging around her neck and her rings around her fingers, and her uniform was always different than everyone else's even when they are the same thing.
her hair had two raccoon lime green stripes strands, where nobody could really see them. and she had an attitude that people couldn't really hate. she got along with everybody, but at the same time had no real friends.
the girl wasn't conventionally attractive, nor hot. she was a bit cute, but that's as far as it went. its not like she cared about her looks either.
sometimes she would get made fun of for trying to be different or quirky, but sohye didn't think about it that way. she had her own interests and if it was basic she wouldn't care.
her hair was also quite short, not even a ponytail could stay in without having strands of hair fall out. it was only a bit below the shoulders, various layers in it. its not like she kept it short and layered for a reason, she just always gets bored and ends up either dyeing it or cutting it herself. its the adhd in her.
besides that, sohye was very carefree and bubbly. others stressing and worrying made her feel odd, because she has never felt that. sometimes she thinks she's broken, but other times she thinks everyone but her is brainwashed.
until she finds out the answer, she will just continue to not care. its not like shes bad at school, but it wasn't her first priority. she didn't have any goals in life, she just likes talking to her crystals and reading palms.
the bell rang, and sohye smiled, it was time for her favorite time of the day. first hour. otherwise known as art class.
sohye got up and quickly ran out, making her way to the art class. "miss hong, goodmorning."
