P.O.V - Chaeyoung

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I laid down on the grassy clearing, too busy weaving the night sky. I feel relieved whenever the night arrives. Star weaving was a favourite pastime of mine, and I was really good at it.

An older girl came and sat by me, staring at my work. "Son, are you?" she asked. I nodded. "What about you, unnie?" I ask. The older girl smiled and raised her hand up towards the sky. The darkened sky grew darker, and the light of the stars seemed to grow dimmer. "So a Moon," I deduced. "You guessed it," replied the older, "Name's Moonbyul." "Moon Moonbyul?" I asked, stifling a laugh, "That's really odd." "It's actually Moon Byul-yi, but I go by Moonbyul.," Moonbyul explained. I give her a smile. "I'm Chaeyoung, by the way,"" I say. "Son Chaeyoung," Moonbyul stated, "So pretty." I smiled in thanks.

I went back to the tent and sat down for a mild dinner of dumplings Nayeon had packed. As I laid down for a small rest up, I couldn't help but feel something horrid was about to happen.

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