Park Sooyoung does not Lose.

Trained with the most notable trainers from sports to memorizing the periodic table of elements, there’s a special room in her mansion specifically for the gold medals and trophies she has collected throughout her young life.

Losing will make her parents disappointed, of course, so she has always associated it with embarrassment. Second place doesn’t even cut it — maybe it was even worse.

…

They are sitting together on the living room floor (something Sooyoung is not used to) on a Saturday night, choosing to stay-in instead of watching the new Marvel release. The couple are playing a game of penguin trap while waiting for the colored polish on their toenails to dry.

Seungwan wins for the third time, raising her arms in triumph and declaring how she would rule the world. Sooyoung on the other hand, groans in despair as she arranges the ice-like pegs to start another round. How she can play almost sport there is and win, but not this inane penguin trap is beyond her.

“Hurry up. You need to treat me dinner and I want chicken wings tonight.” Seungwan taps her girlfiriend’s nose with the plastic sickle toy. The younger girl can only sighwith a smile. “Yes, your highness.”

It’s one of the many instances that happens between the two of them; Sooyoung losing over a bet of what movie to watch, or Sooyoung wearing matching outfits with her because she decided to put out paper instead of a rock.

She has always found it amusing.

 Her patience is not as thin as the plastic pegs the lone penguin is standing on. And seeing Seungwan cheer for herself like that over a mundane little game?

She would lose over and over again.

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Park Sooyoung does not Leave the Spotlight.

As the sole heir of Haetnim Group, she is followed everywhere: reporters, fans, basically the whole population. Every front-page feature is an increase to their stocks and ratings.

But she is everything but show-stealing when her girlfriend asks her to queue up with her for a singing contest (for fun!). Clad in the baggiest clothes, cap, and a face mask, tonight, she’s Seungwan’s personal assistant.

“I’m really nervous.” Seungwan mumbles as she leans against her girlfriend’s shoulder. Shivering in the evening cold, or truthfully, uneasiness. Even in the smallest things, Seungwan has always given her 221%.

Sooyoung puts her arm around the shorter girl’s shoulder, slightly lowering her face mask to place a kiss on the top of her head. “Babe, I’m sure you’ll do great.” she says so reassuringly, which seems to calm Seungwan down.

And she knows she will because they have practiced the piece together and Seungwan is a natural-born singer. The organizer calls for Seungwan when her turn is up, and Sooyoung kneels to change her girlfriend’s sneakers to a pair of heels quickly.

“Good luck!” she kisses her forehead before leaving the back stage and finding her way to the front of the audience.

Seungwan begins to sing and Sooyoung quickly pulls up her phone to record. Her outfit that Sooyoung picked herself is making her more beautiful.

All the focus is on her and her alone. The light is illuminating her intricate features and everyone in the audience seem to swoon in to her voice with every word and note she sings.

So much that I don’t know

Honestly, it’s hard

I don’t know the right timing

Why do things keep messing up?

My heart has slow footsteps

So, with all my strength, I chased after you

Each step you take

I’m right there so why are you hesitating?

Ooh love love is, what is it, what is love?

Ooh love, what do I do? What if love?

You’re probably my one

One, one, my one

The only one one, one you are

If this is love love love if love

What should I do, what should I do? what if this is the love

…

They celebrate her win seated at the farthest booth of a small family-owned restaurant they’ve never been to before, laughing over the most senseless things and basically the other girl talking about how the victor of tonight’s singing competition is the best, and that tomorrow she would be buying ads to tell the whole city Seungwan won a local singing contest.

Something she has always wanted to do.

Because Seungwan deserves the spotlight on her.

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Park Sooyoung does not follow Somebody else’s Path

She’s been groomed at a very young age to be the best — even better than what have her parents have accomplished.

She stands behind the podium and in front of the cameras — poised, elegant. When asked what is the future of HG, Park Sooyoung simply says she walks a path that is her own.

….

Life isn’t always sweet like homemade taro ice cream, but she is.

Sooyoung crashes her apartment again after a long, stressful day, scrumptiously eating the ramen Seungwan has prepared for the both of them. Too much sodium for her taste, but she didn’t mind.

Seungwan can read her expressions as she massages her temples, trying to lose the tiredness from hours of nerve-wracking corporate discussions she herself will never understand.

She knows precisely what to do.

“I’ll be right back.” She shoots up from her seat, retreating to her room to come out a few minutes later with a cunning smile on her face. She orders her girlfriend to cover her eyes, to which the other girl complies albeit confused.

So, when the heiress removes her hands covering her eyes, she finds out: Seungwan has surprised her with a lovely vacation.

“I won these tickets at work! Can you believe?” Seungwan proudly shares, her tone too giddy. “I’ve already arranged the accommodations too! So, you know, all you really have to do is say yes and we’ll have a great weekend.” She looks at the woman with enthusiastic eyes, wordlessly pleading her to say yes.

Sooyoung takes Seungwan’s delicate face in her hands, pulling her a little closer to give her a kiss; thankful for her and everything. “You’re amazing, you know that?” She says after they break apart.

“I know.”

“You’ll have to go back to your place though,” Seungwan makes it clear. “Pack your stuff and all.”

Sooyoung rummages through her purse and fishes out a triangular leather case, initials PSY written in gold. “What do you mean? My sunglasses are already here.” She laughs.

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