@── eric son. ❜ contrary to her belief, the distance and time apart did very little to remedy her keenness. it continued to spike in frequent bouts for the same recipient she had previously withheld it from, and her arrival to the shooting site further defeats what was once believed to be true. any hesitancy their brief entanglement ignited in her detached just as quickly the moment eric parted away. the traces he left behind were etched in newfound hollows she attempted to mend, but it didn’t help that he began reemerging in passing when they both found themselves tied to the same circle. eventually, it was his voice that reemerged on the other line when she dialed him for the first time in months, albeit without a facing visage to match the mellow tenor to, the same one complying almost too willingly when she brought up the subject of reconciling.
as dimness blankets the site, the blush adorned by petals in nayeon’s grip is swept away, alongside the lights that fight to prolong its dance, and with that, her focus grows desperate for its target. wandering stares drift across her line of sight one by one, threading close to becoming a distraction if most of them did not return to what had previously occupied their interest. the collective shift of attention point to a trail, leading her gaze to what it had been in search for. his silhouette is well carved out beneath the sole remaining beam that gravitates towards him, a sight she had studied quite extensively to recognize based on its outlines. distance ultimately rendered it impossible to escape a trance when in his presence, no matter how brief and even if it is from a distance, one that her steps try to close as it takes her further towards him.