(Character is based off SKZ CODE episode 86, to understand context PLS watch it to the end…!)

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Jiseon was a young girl, around 18. She lived with her grandmother, was poor, and lacked any sort of social skills— as well as an education. She worked around the clock with young orphans for an income, even though she could never do much with it. Her wooden clogs were dirty and looked as if they were on their last days, but she did what she could; even during that days that left her long dress so dirty that she had to walk around covered in condiments and mud.

On a normal Wednesday, like most, she showed up to the orphanage with a bright smile as she was met with all the children.

They looked up to her like she was more than a caregiver, maybe even a mother— which was most likely due to the fact that she tried to give these children the love that she was never greeted with from her own mother— and showed her tons of affection and respect. “Don’t run now, hun.” She whispered softly to one of the young boys, only to look up and see the silhouette of someone familiar..

Soobin.

The man she had been building a relationship with for nearly months at that point.. kissing one of her coworkers inside of a classroom. Smiling, giggling, holding her close.

Jiseon had felt heartbreak before. Of course she had. From her mother abandoning her when she was young to the constant reminder that she would never be pretty enough to have a family of her own— but this. This was the breaking point. All of her hopes were burnt in a blink and it was like she meant nothing to him.

She excused herself from the children and stormed off, tears running down her cheeks. Is this what she deserved after busting her ass everyday? What she got for believing she deserved love? She pushed through the life doors absolutely hysterical, her eyes closed for just a second as he aggressively wiped her eyes, she would go home and never return back. Move countries maybe and change her name—

Thud.

She was knocked back slightly by a larger frame. “I-I’m so sorry, I need to watch where I’m go—“ She looked up just then, her wide boba eyes meeting sharp and.. intense ones. She stopped speaking immediately as a hand crept its way down her waist, holding her steady.

“It’s my fault, don’t worry about it.” The tone of the woman was dry but intriguing.. Jiseon couldn’t help but feel like a deer in headlights. “Why are you crying?” The other girl had a name tag— ‘Minhui’— she must’ve been a higher up at the orphanage of some sort since Jiseon had never seen her before. She doesn’t know if she should answer or keep going on with her rampage.

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(Your turn! You can be Jiseon or Minhui! ^^ have fun~ at 10 likes I’ll make a part 2)