"Irene," the young woman murmured, entranced. "You have such a beautiful name."

"Thank you," Irene whispered, the words catching in . She had heard it often, that her name was a beautiful one. Almost everyone she met, especially those she met on the solstice, believed that her name was a beautiful one, and had no reservations about telling her how pretty they found it. Sometimes Irene almost wished that she'd been given a different name, an uglier name. "What's yours?" 

This story was originally written as an entry to the September Monthly Mini-Contest of

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This was not originally written or submitted as a SeulRene piece. However, given the original pairing I wrote for, I felt the need to take down the original work and rewrite it as a pairing that did not involve a certain former member of Exo. Hence, this became a Red Velvet piece.

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