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⁎ (@xieryu)  ┈ ͟ ͟★ꜝ    maybe if yumi wasn’t too focused on chasing a runner’s high, she would have been able to write a song about the way her trembling but concealed hands traced sa myeong’s silhouette, something about crossing lines, empty promises, something like..    (one step beyond that door and it might as well have been a free fall.)    it would be a steady-faltering bassline, a persistent synth, swelling until it just —    a gentle push of her jawline forces her out of her own head and into her static body,    popping the melody in her head.    now, her head is angled to the camera, a possible doll to sa myeong’s puppeteering.    all she hears is her pulse thrumming in her ears at the way her fingertips are shocked with each brush against her member’s hip.    “no offense, but you have no integrity,”    MIRA mumbles,    leaving the red-cheeked, tongue-tied yumi pushed against the back corner of her mind.    “smile for the camera.”    (i keep thinking this time the end'll be different, but it isn’t.)

perfect.   

⁎ (@xieryu)  ┈ ͟ ͟★ꜝ    yumi has been lucky enough — or unlucky enough, depending on how you see it — to get paired up with sa myeong for HAL♡’s annual jeju trip, farming variety content to use for the coming year’s content.     she hates this type of filming the most,     when MIRA bleeds into the edges of yumi and she can’t tell the difference even when the camera light flickers out.     it’s like being stuck in one never-ending soap opera of phony smiles and faked nostalgia until she can crawl into bed — now that CHERRY is with her,    yumi wonders if she has to play pretend even longer.    she doesn’t know who she’ll get this time around.    “mm, i'm up, unni. barely ..   what is it?”    only silently, yumi agrees.    the crashing of the waves only makes her breath quicken, chest rising shallow, unsure of what to do now that her body isn’t moving 24/7.    but she won’t admit it. something about sa myeong knowing that puts her on edge.    “yeah. nothing like seoul. but we’re supposed to relax, or something like that. that's what the pd said.”

it's too quiet in this place.

⁎ (@thalassas)  ┈ ͟ ͟★ꜝ    “i’m here for my sister. do you know her? AHN YUJEONG?”    THE IDOL peers down at the wide-eyed hero from behind oversized sunglasses,    expertly concealing purple-bruising undereyes from a week’s worth of missed sleep.    not that she sleeps much anyways, but comeback season always exacerbates it    —    along with her mood.    it would take a trained gaze to notice the way she shifts uncomfortably under the gaze of passing students,    or the disinterest mixed with urgency in her voice as she expertly avoids a notebook page pushed her way.    “cool's one word for it, i guess. said she needed a ride. if not, do you know a place for an americano? iced? my head is, like, killing me.”

MISS AHN “cocaine bag too cheap to be mine” YUMI, otherwise known as 미라, the face of top girl group HAL♡, rising actress and model (with a past netizens love to gossip about). south korea’s hottest topic, now starring in a tale of BREAKOUT CHARACTERS, CORRUPTING THE CUTIE, CELEBRITY IS OVERRATED, CONTRACTUAL PURITY, and HORRIBLE HOLLYWOOD. triggering themes may be present. est. 2021. private and fandomless.