"Chin up, princess — or the crown slips.”
The crowd was a river, sweeping her away to a reality that the label, Princess of the School, could never give her. She watched, wanting them to pivot around, flaunt those unforgettable smiles and gesture for her to follow.
But it never came.
The door that was once open and welcoming, was locked and disinviting.
They had left her; she was alone.
They were her past, and had no place in her new life.
"Tell me, why haven’t you found happiness?”
That was something people asked someone that they’ve had numerous social conflicts with, right? Subin was never quite versed in the art of conversation. Somehow the popular behemoths that ability right out of her and turned her into a babbling pile of waste. They had a talent for that, and she hated them for it.
“My happiness died when everything I reigned in this school burned to the ground. Everything that made me happy was turned to ash that I can't even hold in my hands. The people that I thought cared about me are gone, betrayed me.”
Oh? That was news.
“Have you been stuck in Loser's Cove for so long that you still can’t believe the dove, which has escaped, expresses the reality of which the raven lives in?"
Listening to the outcast of the school with soft, reserved eyes, Mihee watched the other’s countenance. Subin may live in a social tier that scared her, but she spoke of things that made sense to her. Which terrified her even more. She was afraid to live in… isolated territory, because that meant letting go of what she had once grasped effortlessly. Living attached to glorious ambitions had gotten her by, but Subin had aimed her condescending arrow and nailed her target with precise accuracy.
And it awakened something in Mihee's rapidly beating heart.
Thump, thump, thump, thump, thump.
“Don’t be ridiculous, Subin. I'm...just getting tired, and I need somewhere to begin."
"You joining the loner is a new beginning, a brave new world, and there's new things, even if you are unaware of it. The rules of propriety aren't the same any more, dove."
Thump, thump, thump, thump.
"It's hard to believe that now, some people look at me the way I have looked at you. I honestly don't believe it myself anymore." Mihee spoke softly, inaudible to her counterpart, like it hurt her to admit it.
Thump, thump, thump.
"You seem to be an expert on new experiences and happiness. If you have mastered it as much as you claim, then I ask only one thing." Mihee crossed her wrists to sit with that ingrained poise she would never be able to shake.
"Show me something new."
. — The Dove, Kang Mihee
The Raven, Kim Subin—
Nothing beats an exiled drama queen conjuring up a team with the school's outcast, eh? It probably sounds undoubtedly cliché, but, cliché-senses-tingling aside, I plan enforcing gradual and unique character development to appease your anxious s. So, if this paradox of school fiction seems familiar, then it's a coincidence. I trust each of you enough to not distribute my work on other sites, claim it as your own or anything maliciously on those lines. It's not cool. But, if one of you are willing to make a poster, it's suggested you use the ulzzangs Mu Ni (Subin) and Son Yunju (Mihee), as I envisioned them as perfect portrayals of my main OC's.
Nonetheless, I'm hoping to actually make something out of this despite the fact that procrastination is my favorite sport.
Also, on a side not, I'm infatuated with centering my story on two characters. Haven't you heard? Two is better than one. Yes, it'll probably be an enormous jumble of traits, connections, bonds and the like on my part. But, hey, I signed up for this. And not with invisible ink.
Without further ado, don't let the disclaimer hit you on the way out:
This is a work of fiction. All of the characters, organizations, and events in this piece are either products of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously.