@☼ : kikwang lee。 she glanced at him as he took a swig from his bottle, gritting her teeth because there was nothing she could say to him about it. who was she to judge? it wasn't like she could tell him what to do. she shook her head to his inquiry. "i just woke up and wanted to watch the sunrise," she replied without spirit in her voice. hyosung sat with her knees folded against her chest and rested her cheek on her knees as her gaze lingered on kikwang's pathetic expression, his eyes half open in intoxication, his thick lips agape as he hiccuped. it was difficult for her to watch him like this, so difficult she didn't even catch on to the implication he meant at his last words because she was too busy pondering what he meant by nothing because she was looking at him doing something: self-destruction, and there was nothing she could do about it.
hyosung closed her eyes as she collected herself. "how are you doing?" she asked, half worried, half curious. looking at him right now, he didn't look so good and as much as she wanted to directly ask what was wrong, she couldn't. that wasn't her role anymore. their relationship wasn't like that anymore. all she could do now was pretend they were distant acquaintances and delve into light small talk because if she knew that if they tried to be anything more, her heart wouldn't be able to take it and she'd ask him all of the questions that they had left untied like did he really ever love her or did his uncle and cousin ever make up or if he ever went to the doctor to check up on the weird noise his elbow was making or what he dreamt of last night because she was always curious of every little detail that went on in that brain of his. she used to be the person who knew him best, she used to be the person he'd tell everything to first, but now it was like she was looking at a complete stranger and when she asked him what he was doing, he replied with "nothing," just like what their relationship had boiled down into in the end. her chest hurt and she squeezed her eyes shut against her knees in hopes that the pain would stop. she hated this, but she couldn't stop herself.
@☼ : hyosung jeon。 Kikwang had long since left the bar, dragging a bottle along with him. He'd even forgotten when the glasses, became a bottle and the bottles became plural. Late into night he had stumbled away from the bar and down into the valley. He hadn't known where he was going at first and couldn't even see through his thoughts. This whole week, Hyosung had been practically avoiding him. He couldn't get one word in she was always with somebody or going somewhere. Must be nice to just be able to move on so fast. "Was I just nothing ever to you?" He wiped his face roughly with his free hand, losing balance and falling back onto the soft twilit grass. At least the grass still wanted to hold him.
He didn't know how long he was laying there's staring at nothing until the skies begun to switch colors. Staring blankly ahead, chin resting on a folded knee. It's crazy to think how somebody who you loved so much can just seem so happy without you. All those smiles she was giving everybody else and all he was getting was some strange mixture between a glare and an awkward laugh. When did it become like this. The bottle was poised in his hand, ready for another sip. "When did sunrises get so sad..." He squinted his eyes, hiccuping when someone approached him from behind with a morning greeting. He almost smiled, his anger melting away and sadness settling in strong. This wasn't the same Hyosung he knew, the one that was his. She wouldn't even meet his eyes. "Nothing, I'm doing nothing." He took another swig from the bottle and raised a brow. "And you? What are you doing out here at the crack of dawn? Late night?" He said the last part with some bite in his voice and regretted it instantly.
@☼ : kikwang lee。 hyosung was having a blast at the resort. it was fresh and relaxing, exactly what she needed. every morning, she'd wake up feeling completely refreshed, today earlier than yesterday. it was almost 5am, the sun was soon to rise and she was wide awake. what better way to start her day than to watch the sunrise? hyosung threw on a sweater and leggings and headed out to the valley, where she could watch the sun rise between the mountain peaks in the open flat land of the valley.
she took her time with soft and slow little footsteps towards the valley, but didn't expect to see somebody already there at this early hour. what a surprise. hyosung was going to watch the sunrise alone, but what harm would it do to have somebody join her? without being a creep, she approached the other but found his silhouette to be familiar - no, it couldn't be - she ran into him a couple times at the resort but -
ah, of course she'd run into her ex during a perfectly good day. oh, kikwang. he'd been acting weird since they ran into each other on the resort. acting like a jerk for no good reason. and as she stumbled upon him, the stench of alcohol reeked from his clothes with a bottle in his hand. oh great, he'd been drinking. maybe it had just been too long since they had actually known each other, but hyosung just couldn't understand kikwang. acting out like this - there must have been something going on. she wasn't in the position to, but she was worried.
"good morning," she greeted with a friendly demeanor, taking a seat beside him without making eye contact, her focus at where the sun was going to rise, "what are you doing?"
@☼ : hyunwoo son。 Elegance. Confidence. Radiance. The woman pictured upon a reflective surface is indeed a distinct juxtaposition from the image that had haunted her for the past week. An image far too daunting in comparison to this one, as the person that was once displayed within this very mirror had bore a lethargic guise; riddled with sickness and a fatigue far too great for her small frame to manage. Her enthusiasm had been reduced to apathy at best, a dullness that had become apparent to everyone that had a chance to interact with her [at the time] irritable persona. But the figure that stands before her tonight is a woman of absolute regality; radiant in contrast and poised with restored sophistication. Axinite stones glaze over her own reflection, taking in every detail that she had spent hours to perfect for tonight’s occassion. Her curvaceous physique was accented by a tight, black, and backless long-sleeved dress hemmed right above her knees; toned legs made longer by strappy stilletos of the same colour. Raven tresses were loosely curled and pulled to one side so that it cascaded over her shoulder in its usual manner. Her gaze flickers upward to meet eye-to-eye with herself, examining every bit of her own physiognomy in order to assure that everything was pristine and presentable for tonight. For /him/, if anything. With her belongings readily gathered, she had nothing else to tend to but a single phone call she had been waiting for that night. In which she had quickly retrieved from the nightstand after slinging on her trench coat and grabbing her duffle, heading out of the door and answering after a couple of rings. “Hey,” she murmured, striding throughout the dimmed halls of the resort towards the side entrance as directed. It didn’t take long; because she had the convenience of being one of the first suites within her section. A small smile had graced her lips at the sight of a silhouette behind glass, dropping the call and stuffing her phone in the pocket of her coat as she slipped past the automatic glass doors to have a better look at the man who had asked her out tonight. “Handsome.”
@☼ : hyejin ahn。 The air was chilly even though the sun hadn't fully dipped below the horizon yet. Hyunwoo knew the weather in the mountains was typically like this, warm in the day and freezing in the night and he was prepared. Was it actually date attire to show up in a navy blue puffer jacket though? She wouldn't mind, he was dressed pretty suave beneath that with his slack tailor made and his shirt crisp and buttoned up halfway. He knew what he was doing. His feet shuffled and crunched on the grave strewn driveway at the side entrance of the resort. The plan was to head down to the valley down to the valley to be even further away from the resort. He'd been watching her all week and honestly she seemed to have a bit of cabin fever, so he was going to try to change that. Flashed by the rays on the oncoming car's headlight, he picked up his phone and dialed Hyejin; puffs of warm air condensing and dissipating into the gradually darkening even. "Yo, you ready," He picked up his bag while on the phone getting the keys from the driver and putting his bag in the back seat of the sleek black vehicle, "You can come down to the side entrance now I'm ready." He hung up the phone and leaned against the car waiting for her and playing angry birds 2 on his phone.
