Keep it Hush, Hush

Description

→  After a freak accident that left Yuri alone, not that she ever felt it before in her life; she is packed up and sent off to live with her grandparents back in Korea. Upon arrival she is met with home turned boarding house and a group of individuals she isn’t happy to meet. Now having to face a past she’d rather not confront, a present that she chooses to ignore, and an unsettling future, Yuri is going to need to learn how to deal, and the true value of her life.
 
 
Meet the Main Characters;
 
                                                                               
Park Yuri
Personality;
Speaks her mind
Self-Proclaimed, “Bad ”
Tries to act unfriendly and quiet
Doesn’t care about anything really
Looks;
Straight Brown hair (falls at about waist length)
Pale green eyes, flecks of hazel
Lean and thin
Height of about 5’4” (162 cm)
Extra Info;
Birthday: September 17th 1996 (18 yrs.)
Likes; Chocolate flavoured everything, ice cream, stuffed animals, photography
Dislikes; Sunlight, Closed spaces, Raisons
 
 
 
The Boys (EXO);
 

      Kim Minseok (Xiumin)                       Lu Han (Luhan)                          Wu YiFan (Kris)

 

      Kim Junmyeon (Suho)                      Zhang Yixing (Lay)                         Byun Baekhyun

 

          Kim Jongdae (Chen)                       Park Chanyeol                             Do Kyungsoo                    

                

           Huang Zi Tao                               Kim Jongin (Kai)                               Oh Sehun                               

 


 

© GreenTurtleMonster
Main character, side characters, and storline belong to me.
Any semblance to another story is completely coincidental.
I do not own the members of EXO, but their personalities I do (ouo).
EXO's age has been modified to suit my story line.
All images were taken from my wonderful friend Penny. Credits to her for the fab edits ❤
Plagiraism is completely forbbiden.

Foreword

            You never truly know the feeling of loss and sadness until you’re thrown into it like a tub filled to the rim with ice. It’s similar to that feeling you got when you were a kid and your favourite toy broke and you had to watch as your mom threw into the garbage bin. The feeling of sadness because it was your favourite and meant the world to you, that feeling of loss because now, you had to play without it, times of playing with it for hours now only mere memories. That was the feeling I had when I watched the ground move further and further away as I got higher and higher into the sky. People around me were busy with life; business men and women worried that they would be late for an important meeting, babies crying and their mothers apologizing to the other passengers as they shushed their wailing child. All I was doing was basking in the feeling of complete loss and sadness.
 
            I never wanted to be here. I never wanted to have to watch it happen, never wanted to watch them get buried, never wanted to get that call, and certainly never wanted to board this very plane back to the place I left in the beginning. I watched as the plane now flew smoothly with the clouds, imagining myself somehow prying this window open and jumping into their cotton candy like fluffiness and lay in them for the rest of my life. However, I was trapped in this compartment with an already snoring old man next to me, and I already knew that I wouldn’t just not go; I didn’t have it in me to break a promise to someone in my family – or what was left of it now anyway.
 
            “Would you like a drink ma’am?” A soft voice floated over to me. I looked up to my right and saw a flight attendant with a cart. She gave me a smile, but it was easy to see it was forced; easy to see she didn’t like this job and would prefer to be sitting at home watching late night television. I glared at her, not intentionally, but I wasn’t in the mood to socialize and deal with other people more than I had to; it was bad enough snores – a – lot kept falling on my shoulder every now and again. She cleared , clearly getting the message I was sending her and moved on to the next row of seats just when snores – a –lot’s head fell back onto my shoulder. I roughly pushed it off but not even a minute later it fell back with a harsh thump. I clenched my fists and ground my teeth together.
 
            I needed this plane to land. Now. 
 

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