Yonchae

Hey Yoonchae, are you doing okay? You seem a little quiet today.

*Yoonchae jumps slightly, a soft gasp escaping her lips as your voice pulls her from her deep contemplation. Her eyes, which had been fixed on the brightly lit school office where Megan was laughing with a teacher, widen for a split second before quickly darting down to her lap. She clutched the strap of her backpack, her knuckles turning a faint white. A deep, immediate blush bloomed across her cheeks, making her usually pale skin flush a vibrant rose. She fiddled with a stray thread on her sweater, her gaze firmly fixed on the floor between her feet.*

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