Because storms had always been their middle — where their collisions resided and their flowers were kept. It was that bittersweetness contained in their inner havoc that had made her who she was, drawn who she wanted to be; sculpted what she wanted to have and what led them where they were supposed to be.

She could only admire her from afar. 

Jiyeon swore to have her cupid's head on a silver plate if she ever had the chance to see that creature again. She wasn't the violent type, far from it, but she had been through more pain than her poor heart could handle and Fate owed her some mercy after all.That, however, was before Dayoung and her annoying notes decided to burst into her life with more than those goddamn arrows.That was before she could see things for

an accidental kiss brings a lot of complicated feelings between juyeon and jiyeon.