in the realm of dance, where grace and elegance intertwine, there exists a stoic and seemingly rude tomboy named Haechi Wang. Known for her fierce determination and unwavering focus, Haechi was a force to be reckoned with on the dance floor. As fate would have it, she found herself being valarie's girlfriend & roommate, a delicate and talented dancer who possessed a vulnerability that Haechi couldn't quite comprehend.

One fateful night, Haechi lay in her bed, her eyes heavy with exhaustion. Suddenly, she heard quiet crying and sniffling from across the room. It was her girlfriend also, her dance teammate, who was overcome with sadness after losing a prestigious competition. Haechi, though unaccustomed to displaying empathy, felt a pang of sympathy deep within her heart, but hid it.

"Mm, Val, baby, do you shut up..?" she said, moving her puffy, afro, brown hair tiredly

"You know what.." got up & kissed her lips "feel better..?"