❛ The normals cry, the crazies laugh. ❜
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Five years ago, when Do Haru was nineteen years old, she witnessed a brutal murder in the forest near her grandmother's house. The killer was never caught, and Haru couldn't help the police since the assassi...
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Maybe, one day, his heart would accept its own complicatedness.
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Saturday, 12th of February 2021:
'Thank you so much. I really don't know what I'd do without you guys...' Haru smiled sheepishly as she opened the door for Yoongi and Jimin.
'No, no, we're glad to give you a hand,' said Jimin, all smiley as usual.
'Yeah, no biggie,' Yoongi added, shrugging slightly with his hands buried in his pockets. 'What's up today? You got another school project or something?'
'No, um, it's slightly different...' Haru tugged a strand of hair behind her ear, telling her friends to take a seat on the couch. 'It's kind of a long story.'
Just yesterday, Friday, a week away from Haru's dinner with Haneul and Yoongi, Haru's professor in her clothing designing class, Mr Ryu, told her that he had a lot of faith in her work and passion. Therefore, he recommended she joined a competition that would be next Tuesday, Friday the fifteenth.
Since Mr Ryu was a designer himself, he said that he would be one of the judges in the small competition, and he obviously promised not to have preferences. He added a wink to his statement to make Haru laugh which totally worked.
And hence, Haru accepted. She spent the whole evening of yesterday and the whole morning of today preparing clothes so that Yoongi and Jimin could try them on. She then planned to use Sunday and Monday to make a few adjustments.
'So, I kind of need you guys to be my models again if you don't mind. But I think you'll end up on some magazine cover if I manage to win.'
'Well, I don't really care,' said Yoongi, 'but what do you get out of this competition? Like what's the prize? Money? Exposure? Meeting some famous designer?'
'Oh, well,' chimed Haru, 'I will, as I said, get featured in a magazine and a hundred pieces of clothing made by me will be sold. It will give me both, exposure and money, and perhaps, I might meet some famous fashion people.'
Haru grinned as she spoke, and both men in front of her could tell how happy she was just possibly imaging winning. And how could they refuse her? It was as if spring had bloomed right over her comely features.
'Well, of course, I'm in!' Jimin nodded.
'Same,' Yoongi mumbled, 'you better win though.'
Haru laughed, 'I'll try my very best. Now, shall we get to work?'
