https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Hd7wqhtWKCs SHINee -Symptoms

 

☽Pretty Little Liar☽

  Dana had barely rapped twice on the door before it swung open, revealing her eager sister grinning up at her.    "Thank God!" Daia pounced and clung tightly onto Dana in a warm embrace.    "Daia get off me, you're eighteen not eight. You're killing my spine." Dana chuckled as she pushed her sister away.    Daia had started her useless babbling again as she pulled her sister into the house. Dana was proud of herself; for having learnt how to tune her sister out over the past couple of years, it was almost as if Daia talked for a living. Then again, it would be pretty weird if she'd shut up.   "Mum cooked your favourite today, fried brown rice!" The familiar scent of her mother's cooking filled the air as she walked into the dining room where her mother was hovering around the table; filling up their portions.   "Great, you made it just in time for dinner." Mrs Jin smiled as she handed Dana a clean plate.    "What's all this? I thought I told you guys I was just coming home just to pick up some clothes." Dana eyed her mother as she motioned for her to sit down.   Mrs Jin murmured something about how long it's been since they had a family dinner and a real conversation, but Dana didn't buy any of that.    "So how's school?"      Taxing.     "Great."   Dana's mother offered a smile and nodded her head in approval. She knew that her daughter would be able to make it as a doctor; surgeon to be exact. And for a second, she was proud to have allowed such a normal life for her girl; no magic, no grimoires, and especially no potions for her to cheat her way up in life.    "How about your friends?"   Just as Dana was about to reply, her father strode into the room and seated himself across the eldest daughter. "We need to talk."    Dana's eyes snapped up towards the head of the household; she knew that tone. Something wasn't right.    "Daia tells me you' ve been hanging out with this boy," He started, as he shoved a piece of grilled meat into his mouth; his sharp hawk-like eyes drilling holes into Dana's.   "And?"    Her father went completely silent for a few seconds, exchanging glances with the other members in his family. Dana looked around the table; her sister couldn't even meet her eyes. Her father cleared his throat and fixed his eyes back onto the girl.   "Since they don't want to tell you, I'll do the honours of saying it. I don't approve of him."   Dana inwardly rolled her eyes. She'd been through this so many times.   "Dad, he's one of the few boys i actually fancy. Save me some freedom, will you? I'm goddamn 20."   Her father placed his utensils on the table before folding his arms across his chest, jaw tightly clenched.     "I don't think you understand,