heavy hearts ↻ na jaemin

❏ twenty-five : : ❜

Eunseo has always been a reveller, grasping onto her incandescent love for life, even when the world turns it's back on her. It was unlikely of the universe to be kind to anyone. It was the same with Eunseo. Eunseo has had her fair share of trauma, albeit they were caused by herself. She partially blamed her overly sensitiveness for her problems that she believes to have brought on herself.

In a world where everyone thrives to be perfect, Eunseo was, is and probably will always be the same. She always assumed she only was loved because she brought positive energy, she never dared to be upset for too long, lest people might find no use of her and walk out on her.

And sometimes it became exhausting to try to please everyone. So one time she decided to please herself alone, and that cost her years of friendship. And now she was wondering if she should ever do the same. Because even though she knew she shouldn't, she found herself growing attached again.

Maybe it's nothing.

She hears the doorbell, her lips curve up into a delightful smile, her smile lines appearing that she doesn't try to hide anymore.

Maybe it's fleeting.

She walks to the front door, peers through the peephole before opening the door ajar, welcoming Na Jaemin.

Maybe it's a false alarm.

He is adorned in a black silk shirt, the top two buttons open, allowing her a peek at his upper chest. The green blazer hanging loosely over his frame. Her eyes fall to his, and they crinkle up when he smiles, before sending her a wink.

Maybe it's just a crush.