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Seulgi’s the leader of chart-topping K-band, The Velvet, and Irene’s Korea’s it-girl, her acting career renowned worldwide. Neon lights, cityscapes, glasses of wine. Or, “Sometimes I wonder if mega actress superstar Bae Irene would ever try picking girls up in a club like the rest of us mortals.”
Typically, these things are supposed to start at the starting line. Meanwhile, Joohyun thinks it all starts with the crossing of a line, because surely, there's no protocol for this. Or, "I'm really sorry about all of this," Joohyun apologizes again, rubbing the back of her head sheepishly. "Can I make it up to you with a tub of ice cream and some Advil?"
When she’s first offered the role, Joohyun isn’t really sure what to think as she stares at the crisp draft script in her hands. She runs a thumb over the margins as she chews on her bottom lip, sifting through the venn diagram of pros and cons over in her head. But if there’s one fact here, this isn’t the type of role she ever thought she’d be offered.
If Seulgi had been the average tourist, she would've seen Bae Irene on the street and admired the other woman's beauty quietly before moving on with her life. That's all fine and dandy, except that Seulgi's far from the average tourist, and Irene’s a famous soccer player who has double the visuals of Aphrodite herself. Or, Seulgi plays soccer for South Korea, Irene plays for the United States, and they're both kinda fans of each other (not that they're aware of it).
In which Jungeun is the local florist and Jinsoul is the tattoo artist down the road whose smile renders Jungeun speechless, leaves her desperately searching for wherever the air in her lungs went. She thinks Jinsoul took it with her.
Hyejoo looks at the little paper crane, spies the telltale pencil markings on its wings from where she had written her algebra work down before folding it. Gingerly, she picks it up, smiles to herself as she pinches its neck and tail, pushing and pulling, watching the paper crane’s wings go up and down. A light bulb flickers on in her head. Or, Hyejoo just wants to brighten Chaewon's week, so she folds her origami every day and hopes it's enough to bring a smile.
Irene works in a hospital. Five years ago, she was waiting tables at a five star restaurant. A decade ago, she boarded planes as a flight attendant. Twenty years ago, an orphaned girl was pulled off the streets with nothing but the switchblade gripped in her right hand. Not all is as it seems. Or, Irene's been taught to always have a plan. Seulgi was never part of the original plan.
Irene stares at the newly engaged couple with something foreign in her chest, like she's watching a car crash— it's a close second to everything she never expected to see, willed that she would never have to see, but somehow, she can’t look away. Or, “I am curious about something though,” Seulgi muses. Irene decides to indulge her.
Seulgi is a newly appointed colonel for the Intergalactic Space Federation, freshly back from a perilous journey. Irene is a doctor, treating the injured soldiers back at the space colony. Naturally, they first cross paths in the infirmary. Or, the times again and again Irene finds herself fixing Seulgi, and the times she realizes that Seulgi's been helping her fix herself.
A oneshot collection! UPDATE: “You have my picture on your fridge?” Seulgi asks you one day, after you’d invited her over for dinner and she lingers around you, standing on her tiptoes in your kitchen as you cook your meal for the two of you.
In which Jinsoul watches Jungeun drift further and further away amidst their busy schedules in the light of their impending debut, but somehow they manage to find everything in their mornings together.
“I can’t let you in,” Jungeun repeats firmly. She just moved into this homey two-story condominium literally last week, meeting her – frankly – gorgeous roommate who had graciously helped Jungeun bring all of her stuff in, and Jungeun’s not about to go adopt a kitten behind Jinsoul’s back, especially after the older girl had been so nice to her. Except then she does.
Kang Seulgi is the school's track star, the MVP, and while she's definitely tackled all sorts of difficulties before, even all the challenges in the world couldn't have prepared her for her greatest challenge yet: motherhood. Thankfully, she's got the advantage of having Bae Irene by her side this time around. Or, Seulgi and Irene are in the same Health class, and they're paired up to take care of a fake baby together.
"And you are going to get back on that playing field even faster and stronger than you were before." But Seulgi doubts. She doubts, doubts, doubts. Or, Seulgi has a mere ten months until the FIFA World Cup, and the task in front of her is impossible. Enter Bae Irene, the girl who will flip her world upside down and make everything a little lighter.
Glancing at the clock resting up on the wall, Irene frowns, gingerly raising an index finger. Carefully, she draws a circle in the air, and she watches the clock hands move counterclockwise. Outside, the sun moves from west to east. Or, Irene has watched the world burn once, watched her lover disappear into that bright light. She's not letting it happen again, even if she doesn't realize it.
Seulgi's a "Heartmaker," as people of her profession are affectionately called— although she doesn't "make" hearts per say, just fixes them. Most of her clients are the brokenhearted, who have lost faith in love but want another chance. Or, Irene is no different than most that walk through Seulgi's door, though perhaps her heart is a little bit worse for wear and Seulgi won't allow that.
In which Go Won is a beautiful princess who doesn't know just what the locked-up Beast that lurks in the dungeons of her father's castle looks like, until one day, when she sneaks down and meets her: Olivia Hye. Or, Go Won is tired of borders and boundaries, and just wants to imagine what beyond the horizon looks like.
In which Joohyun spends her trainee days wearing purple, and Seulgi doesn't like the bitter taste that rises in the back of every time she sees the color. Or, Seulgi begs Joohyun to stop looking over her right shoulder as she pleads for the older girl to look her way just once.
Irene is a barista at her university's coffee shop, and she just so happens to be the object of someone's affection. The only problem is that no one is quite sure who that "someone" is. This is where Seulgi and her friends come in. Or, in which Irene's a senior in college and she loses her mind over her beautiful neighbor, who she talks to far too often for it to be healthy.
Seulgi only hears the start of a scream when she jumps out of her sports car and tears down the barren road on her own two feet. Meanwhile, with shaking hands, Yeri takes count of the food, portioning it, trying to see how long she could survive, and tries not to think of when she might run out. That is, under the assumption that the zombies lurking outside find their way in. Or, the world has gone to hell.
Irene needs a muse— she needs to find a reason and passion to design again. Seulgi has been wronged once, and she needs to find it in herself to let someone else in. Or, Irene is the CEO of the fashion company, Red Velvet, and Seulgi is one of the most sought-after models at New York Fashion Week.
Irene is Seulgi's writer of a roommate who's out looking for inspiration in all the wrong places. But Irene's really pretty, and Seulgi's weak against pretty girls, so she'll it up because it is what it is. Or, Seulgi loses her mind over her beautiful roommate who she doesn't talk to nearly enough.
Once she latched on to me when we were younger, Irene never left. No matter what I did, regardless of how much we argued, she never left. And if I knew better, which frankly, I did, I could say that she was rather enjoying herself. Or, Seulgi is the queen of an entire kingdom, and Irene is an immortal witch who just won't leave her alone.
Though she's sure that no simple drawing could ever bring justice to the beauty that was Bae Irene, Seulgi concludes that it's the thought that counts. Maybe she'd even show Irene someday. Or, Kang Seulgi spends way too much time drawing her crush instead of studying, but that's okay.
"I chase clouds to let the stars shine brighter, Irene," Seulgi replies, eyes twinkling, and Irene briefly wonders which stars Seulgi had been referring to— the stars up in the sky, or the ones that seem to sparkle in Seulgi's eyes. Or, Irene meets Seulgi, who finally shows her what the sky looks like.
Bae Irene is royally screwed. "I just lied to my mother about having a date," Irene mutters, wishing that she could just hide in Seulgi's hold for the rest of forever. Or, Irene realizes that she and Seulgi are way too domestic for best friends in the midst of pretending to be dating.
In a world where people get red tally marks on their wrists whenever they fall in love, at twenty-one-years-old, rising choreographer Kang Seulgi has yet to receive a single tally mark. She has a clean wrist, and wishes that things were different. Or, Seulgi just can't figure out what she's doing wrong, and she certainly is not ready for Bae Irene.
All Irene remembered was that Seulgi, who had been her lab partner at the time, had been complaining about how she hated the dorm rooms, and Irene had opened without thinking. The next thing she knew, she was helping Seulgi bring her clothes up to her apartment. Or, the five times Irene realized that she was in love with Seulgi.