behana

[behana]

danxbe​:

- cheer up, baby! -

“It’s not my fault, school is kicking my ass,” Danny tries to stifle his yawn out of respect for her comment, but it’s been known to be contagious. He moves so that they can properly loop arms, and he leans head along hers momentarily before moving back up so that he can best prep to look alert. It doesn’t work. Eye bags don’t go away without sleep. “Do you ever feel that there’s too little time, and too much to do?”

“That’s the point where I’m at. And with these events, which is all in good fun, I feel as if I’m slowly breaking down and need to hibernate for about a week. Or a year. Either sound good,” Dan looks at Hana, the corners of his mouth moving upwards at how fond he is at Hana’s energy. Maybe that’s what was actually contagious. The obligation of being apart of a dance crew was probably nothing compared to being a trainee. He could only imagine what they actually had to go through. Hm.

“When’s the last time you had proper eight hours of sleep?” 

the way dan responds to her, linking their arms and resting his head on hers before actually seeming to try to look more awake -- not very successfully -- gives hana the impression that he really is okay, if a bit sleep-deprived. she hums in response to his comment about school, nodding in agreement. “mood,” she says simply, resting her head on his shoulder because he’s the perfect height for it and she can never resist. she shoves her hand into his jacket pocket because he always runs warmer than she does, and she sighs in relief at the warmth surrounding her freezing fingers. 

“all the time,” she replies to his question, her mind going to the several essays and projects she has coming up. she should be studying right now, definitely, but she can never say no to being out with ob5idian, not when the time she spends with them is easily the happiest and most relaxed she ever is these days. 

hana listens carefully as dan continues. she can’t fully relate -- she’s too extroverted for events like this to exhaust her like they do dan, but she does understand the feeling. “i feel that way after studying or doing schoolwork. or while doing schoolwork, most of the time,” she says with a dry chuckle, though she really isn’t joking. ob5idian knows all about her struggles with school, how it’s hard for her to sit still and focus for long enough to get her assignments done, how most of the time even just going to class feels like a chore, especially now that it’s gotten colder. 

his next question startles a laugh out of her. “going right for the throat there, huh, danny?” she teases, nudging him in the side with her elbow. she has to think about the answer, which is already a sign that it’s been too long. “i don’t know. at least a week, definitely. do the eight hours have to be all at once? or all at night? ‘cause i’ve definitely slept in for over eight hours, but somehow that always just makes me feel more tired.”

[behana]

- prism power! -

@besaea

hana shivers, pressing closer to saea as they walk through the crowded streets of hongdae. the sun went down a little while ago, and the chill in the air has become much sharper -- and it’s very easy to feel it with her legs exposed in the short sailor mars skirt. she’s got a heavy coat on over the top part -- she doesn’t mind sacrificing her costume in order to stay warm, at least when they’re not performing or taking part in the costume contest -- but her legs are freezing, and the wind seems to bite right through her clothes anyway. 

“we’ve got about an hour before we’re meeting up for our next performance, right? let’s get some hot chocolate,” hana says, hooking one arm with saea’s and walking close to her, doing her best to huddle for warmth as they walk. “oooh, and maybe some street food. something warm. bulgogi maybe?” she starts looking around, still staying pressed up against saea as she cranes her neck to look over people’s heads for food and drink stands. 

[behana]

- cheer up, baby! -

@danxbe

despite the sharp chill of the october night air, hana feels warm. she always does when she’s with ob5idian -- the members of the dance crew are, undoubtedly, her best friends, and she’s so happy to have found them. she’s always cheerful when they’re around, no matter how late their practices run. so much of the rest of her life is stressful and dreary, so she insists on being happy when she’s with the crew. besides, she doesn’t want them to worry about her needlessly, so even when she’s not quite feeling it she always puts on a happy face and forces herself to be positive until it becomes genuine. 

nothing about it is fake tonight, though, but she is determined to spread her cheeriness to the rest of the crew. she sidles up to dan where he leans against a wall, poking him in the shoulder. “you’re yawning too much, danny!” she exclaims. dan is usually quiet, but he seems more so tonight. hana can’t help but worry whenever any of her friends seem down, so she leans into danny, pressing her shoulder against his so she can loop their arms together. “is everything okay?” she asks more quietly, wanting to give him a chance to talk about it if he wants, but also willing to move on and just try to distract and cheer him up if he doesn’t want to talk about it. it can go either way with danny, sometimes, so hana tries not to assume what the best way to help him is.

[behana]

subinbe​:

- feline stressed -

     at this point subin does consider sometimes to charge people when they come to see jiji instead of himself. not that he judges them for it, of course, or feels bad that his cat gets more attention — and visitors even — than himself. even his own little sister sometimes stops by the apartment because she missed jiji instead of her brother. subin also doesn’t mind because he’s very aware of how cute his cat is and jiji does deserve all the love and attention in the world especially since he’s the type of cat who loves all the affection it can get and he’s indeed a sweetheart. honestly, if the cat wasn’t his already, subin would be the same as those people and find all and any excuse to visit the little ball of fur.

     honestly he might’ve even done worse and tried to kidnap jiji for himself, thankfully that’s something that he doesn’t have to worry about. at least, yet.

     but the thing is that it happens a little too often and considering how he wholeheartedly believes that his cat has therapeutic skills, subin feels like it isn’t fair that it’s a free service, especially because all the sachets, clothes and toys that he buys to spoil his cat aren’t free. however, the thought always escapes his mind as soon as his eyes fall upon the view of jiji obviously enjoying himself while getting pets in hana’s lap since the contentment of his kitten — and maybe hana’s too— is more than payment enough.

     "hello to you too.“ he greets her with an amused and dare he admit fond smile while looking at how jiji is having the time of his life on hana’s lap. "you know you should at least warn me that you’re coming over.” subin scolds her gently. “what if i wasn’t home? jiji is a smart cat but he still doesn’t know how to unlock doors.”

hana hears the door click open and leans her head back to look up at subin. in her lap, she feels jiji headbutt her chin, possibly trying to get her to focus on him again. “i could break in,” hana replies with a grin. “or just use your spare key. i know exactly where it is, anyway.” 

she shrugs and looks back to jiji, more to hide the smile on her lips so he doesn’t call her bluff. she has no idea if subin even keeps a spare key out here, let alone where it would be. and she has even less of an idea of how to pick a lock or otherwise break in, but subin doesn’t have to know that. 

she winks at jiji, who mewls and pushes his nose against her cheek. hana runs her hand down his back again, then smiles as he insists on her going back to scratching his ears. she does, hearing and feeling his resulting purr rumble quietly between them. he even starts making biscuits against her sweater, and she can’t help but coo at that. after a moment, though, her butt is really starting to hurt from sitting on the concrete landing, so she adjusts her grip on jiji and stands up. 

“anyway, you are home, so it’s beside the point. aren’t you gonna invite me in?” she asks cheekily, giving subin a wide grin. for all that he grouses and complains, hana truly does have fun with him, and not just because he’s easy to tease and he has an adorable cat. he may act like a sourpuss, but hana has a feeling that subin has fun with her too, or else why would he keep letting her come around?

[behana]

bexstevie​:

- going viral -

“okie dokie.” stevie’s fingers fly across his screen, quickly sending them over to her. once sure they are sent and fully delivered from the message receipt under them, he glances up at hana as she goes through the choreo, he watches for a moment, nodding along before he’s distracted by his phone again. at the question, stevie immediately responds with a quick “nope!” though he’s immediately opening the music app to find it anyway. he snickers to himself, amused at his own antics; he double checks to make sure he’s connected to the tiny speaker in the room, then quickly plays it.

he pockets his phone and moves to stand by hana, leaving enough space between them that they won’t collide or knock into each other while dancing. counts off quietly under his breath as he follows the motion of the song– it’s lazy, relaxed, mostly trying to get muscle memory to settle so the tik tok can go with smoothly. it’s a fun song, upbeat– it’s one that feels energetic, gets the blood pumping. he’s already thinking of the shot, how to set it up, he smiles to himself, staring at his reflection, but catches when he makes the mistake of using the wrong foot. it’s not an awful mistake, lack of concentration, but it causes stevie to let out a laugh regardless. “whoops. gonna have to run through that again.” he mumbles, mostly to himself; good to get mistakes out now rather than during the filming, even if it would make for some funny content. ooh. behind the scenes. blooper reel. his thoughts are spinning.

“can you help with the hand work in this part?” he directs to hana, still staring at his reflection in thought, focusing on his hands. he does the motion, and it looks fine to him but it feels off. “are your hands supposed to be facing this way or…this?” he fixes the position of the way his hands are posed. does the motion once more. “i literally cannot remember.”

hana feels her phone buzz in her pocket, and, assuming it’s the pictures sent from stevie, she doesn’t bother checking it. if it is something else, then it’s not so important that it can’t wait ten minutes, anyway. she finishes her first “run” through the choreography right as stevie starts the song, and she gets into position, leaving a bit of space between her and stevie, but also moving a couple steps forward so that they can have space between them without one of them being off camera. 

she nods her head to the beat, then goes into the choreography once the verse begins. she’s still not doing it at full energy, but it’s less relaxed than her last run through it, and she watches both herself and stevie in the mirror as they do the dance at different energy levels. it reminds her of a game her favorite girl group did recently, where they had one member at level one, one at level five, and one at level ten going all out. that would also be fun to do. 

it’ll be so easy for them to stay here making tiktoks for the next several hours, but hana hardly minds. she’d rather be here than at home, at least. 

“oh, it’s like this,” she says, demonstrating as the song continues. “it’s a little tricky, but i think of it as kind of a sequence.” she goes through it slowly, twisting her wrists around each other before moving into a few sharper motions. “need to see it again?” she asks, holding her hands in the final position for a moment before relaxing again. 

[behana]

bejoomi​:

- ideal life -

( tw: very brief mention of abuse and substance abuse yes i know this thread is about animal crossing but joomi is just like this )

joomi hasn’t played animal crossing in a long time. he’d like to say a friend bought him the game and he played it for five minutes, then got bored, because that’s what fits his image. however, that simply isn’t the case. the truth of the matter is that joomi bought animal crossing for himself in a moment of weakness. it wasn’t long after the game came out that joomi was scrolling aimlessly through steam, and then aimlessly through the nintendo eshop. he had a shit day–– like, really shit. his mom made him go to a family dinner with his father that he wanted nothing to do with, and his dad acted like they got along; like everything was fine, like joomi was not the persistent object of his rage the entirety of the time his birth parents were together. and they were together again!

joomi just wanted something mindnumbing, without the power to ruin his life; god knows his mother abused enough substances for the both of them. he wasn’t really sure if animal crossing would accomplish that goal, but it looked cute and like it wouldn’t make him more miserable, and at that point, joomi was willing to take that much.

he liked the game more than he thought, and while he didn’t play it as religiously as some others, he played it enough, and it did accomplish joomi’s goal: it brought some strange, small sense of comfort in a life that he desperately wanted to escape from.

when he moved to seoul, he didn’t touch the game, because he was bored of it but mainly because he had some odd mental association with it and the bad parts of his life in busan. finally, however, on a day off from both of his jobs, when he was too exhausted to do anything, he decided to restart the game. it seemed only fitting; joomi got his fresh start in real life, so he needed one in game, too. sure, he would miss cherry, but if they were meant to be, he would find her again, right?

now, he doesn’t have much time to play, between two jobs and the band and any other odd jobs he does from time to time. hana catches him on another day with free time, and he thinks it’ll be fun, if not a little weird to play with someone else. up until now the game was a bit of a guilty pleasure, but joomi supposes in the end it doesn’t matter.

his little character steps out of the airport and onto hana’s island, and she greets him, both in game and through discord. “thanks,” he replies, and he makes his character clap as well. “uhhh…” what does he need? “honestly, yeah, i don’t play that much anymore either, but i restarted my game not too long ago so my island looks like shit at the moment. so i guess anything you don’t need? i can just sell anything i don’t think i’ll use i guess.”

in game, hana leads joomi back towards her house. her island isn’t complete by any means -- she’s been stuck at four stars for ages -- but disregarding the weeds springing up everywhere, it’s pretty well designed, she thinks. she’s managed to get every kind of flower except the golden rose and lily of the valley, and she’s got plots lining the streets. they pass nook’s and resident services on their way through, and hana speaks up again. 

“my house is in the back by the waterfall. i’m gonna go look through my storage, but you can feel free to do whatever. i think you have permissions to dig if you want any flowers, and you can shop as much as you want, too.” she has to stop to talk to colton as he runs up to her and gets dramatic about how she hasn’t been around in over a month. “do you need bells? i’m literally a billionaire and don’t have loans anymore, so you can have as much as you want.”

when colton lets her go after teaching her a reaction, she continues through the island to her house. it’s a bit far from everything else, but she likes it -- she likes the idea of having her own little castle away from everyone. she spent hours on the terraforming over here, and she loves how it turned out. her house sits in the center of a ring of waterfalls, and there’s a literal moat around it. there’s a bridge, of course, because hana quickly got tired of having to carry the vaulting pole everywhere or risk calling for a rescue just to get home, but it’s the principle of the thing. “oh, if you wanna meet my villagers, there’s a neighborhood on the western side. someone’s probably doing diy.”

[behana]

beyuji​:

smiling wider at the sight of hana’s face, yuji lets out a happy laugh, shaking her head. “thank you, thank you~” she teases, doing a little play curtsey, shuffling past hana, reaching up to pat her arm gently as she kicks off her shoes. kicking  them aside, she shrugs. she’s very observant when it comes to friends, she likes to believe. always wanting them to be comfortable when around. she doesn’t say it though, instead:

“i’m psychic.” she throws over her shoulder jokingly. shuffling into the kitchen, she sets them down, happy to be in the walls of hana’s home and finally free from the shackles of the day. “just wanted to make sure we were well stocked, you know.” tugging the sides of the bag down so the items are revealed, she’s too lazy to actually pull them out. instead, she spins around to face hana with a wide smile. beginning to shrug her jacket off to get more comfortable, she shoots a sweet, but tired smile towards the other.

“did you have a good day?” she asks curiously, straightening up and holding her jacket as she leans against the counter. it’s been a while since she’s been able to properly catch up with hana. she’s going to use that time wisely. “i saw you were live the other day. i didn’t get to watch though, but you looked like you were having fun.”

hana leans into yuji’s touch to her arm, ready for her friend to get settled and get everything set down so hana can get a hug already. she laughs at the comment about being psychic, and raises her brows as yuji sets down the bag and starts pulling off your jacket. “oh really? if you’re psychic then why couldn’t you tell that i want a hug, hmm?” she teases, poking yuji in the shoulder, her other hand on her hip. “you’ve been here almost a full minute and you still haven’t greeted me properly. for shame.”

she hums at the question, though, smiling as she answers. “yeah, it’s been alright. i had a couple classes this morning, but they weren’t anything too bad. and now you’re here, so i’m great! you know i love having you over.” she gently tugs on the jacket in yuji’s hand, figuring she should be a good host and put it away for her, or at least out of the way. she slips it out of her friend’s grip and hangs it over the back of one of the dining chairs. “and the stream the other day...” she trails off, her eyebrow furrowing as she thinks back. “was it fortnite, on sunday? yeah, i had fun with that. it’s always fun to stream fortnite. it’s hard to get sick of that game, you know?”

[behana]

- feline stressed -

@subinbe

wednesdays are the worst for hana. she usually closes on tuesday nights, then has to wake up early for four classes in a row, the last one being a two-hour chemistry lab that she swears melts her brain. thank god she has a smart lab partner who helps her through it. but even still, she feels nothing short of braindead by the end of the day on wednesday, and today she thankfully doesn’t have to work. she leaves campus on autopilot, though she takes a different train home than she usually does, instead heading to subin’s house. 

she doesn’t bother texting him a warning -- if he’s home, great, but it’s not really subin she’s going over to see. they both know that jiji is the only reason hana hangs out over there so much, though it’s not like she minds subin’s company either. as nice as it is to pet a purring cat and get much needed cuddles, it’s just as helpful to vent her frustrations aloud or just through a healthy competition -- in video games, of course. hana is absolutely determined to set incredible records on all of subin’s tracks in mario kart so he’ll never be able to beat her. 

subin lives a bit farther from hana’s uni than she does, but it’s not too far, and it isn’t even late afternoon by the time she walks up to subin’s door and rings the bell. a quiet meow comes from behind her, though, so before the door even opens hana drops her bag and sits on the ground against the wall beside subin’s door, allowing jiji to climb into her lap and rub his face against her chest, already purring away. “oh, hello pretty boy! yes, i missed you too! who’s a pretty boy!” she coos at him, running her hands over his black fur and already feeling herself relax. 

[behana]

bexstevie​:

- going viral -

stevie uses the break to check his social media, going down the line and liking posts from his friends, artists and other interests; after he’s gone through the newest ones, he switches over to his camera app to take a funny selfie, a closeup shot of his face but from low, of his chin and up; it’s a silly one, one that makes stevie snort but he doesn’t delete it, simply flipping the camera over and mirroring hana’s actions by taking a few mirror selfies too. he angles a couple with hana out of frame, but the ones with her in frame he’s smiling, amused at catching her posing.

“okay!” he calls out in english, switching back to korean. “i’m game. hey, look at these.” he angles his phone, showing the girl the photo’s he took with her in the background, chuckling as he swipes through them. “so funny. you want me to send them to you?” he asks, angling his phone back when she’s finished looking. “ummmm,” stevie pauses, blinks as he tilts his head back to stare up at the ceiling in thought. “probably the one we learned today? while it’s still fresh in memory.” he returns his gaze back to her, head cocking to the side. “ooh, maybe if we get done in time, we can do some research for another one.” make it a tiktok sort of day. stevie wouldn’t mind that.

hana looks over to stevie’s phone as he holds it out to her, smiling as she sees the pictures of them both taking mirror selfies, her own position changing slightly between each one as she tries different poses. in one, she’s actually looking down at her phone, her lips pursed as she looks over the picture’s she’s taken. at the one of stevie from a really unflattering angle, like he turned on the front camera and then angled it way down, makes hana laugh out loud. “sure!” she replies -- maybe she’ll post one on instagram alongside her actual mirror selfies, as a kind of “behind the scenes” shot, just for fun. 

tucking her phone in her pocket, hana steps away from stevie just a bit, so she can run through a simplified version of the choreography they just finished learning. she doesn’t put her full energy into it, mostly just doing a few of the simpler motions with her arms as she goes through the sequence in her head to make sure she remembers it all. she hesitates around the middle, forgetting the order of the moves for a moment, so she watches herself in the mirror, trying to remember the teacher’s motions during that part of the lesson. “do you wanna find the song?” she asks stevie without looking away from her reflection. 

[behana]

hana is actually managing not to laugh, so she should be commended for her self-control, honestly. kou has always been a bit of a scaredy-cat, and nobody knows that better than hana, who grew up having to comfort and reassure him after every horror movie and haunted house. from the look on his face and the way he grips her arm -- before they’re inside, even -- she can tell it’s still the same as ever with him. 

“oh, i feel so safe,” she replies, her tone dripping with sarcasm. she puts her hand over his where it grips tightly to her arm and pats it reassuringly. “it’s not real, kou,” she continues in a kind tone. “they’re all just actors. we’re here to have fun, remember?” with a wide grin, she tugs him forward to join the line outside the building. it’s moving pretty quickly, which is nice -- they clearly won’t have to wait too long. 

okay, hana might be a little too excited to laugh at kou’s girlish screams once they get in there, but it’s basically tradition at this point. 

as they join the line, hana reaches out and adjusts kou’s wig so it lays more neatly on his forehead, then uses the same hand to straighten her own tie. she and kou reused a set of matching costumes from a couple years prior, so they’re both dressed as students from one of their favorite animes. it’s one of the only ones she’s actually managed to get kou to watch without whining about how lame anime is, and she still counts getting him to cosplay from it as a victory. 

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starter for @behana 

kou may not look it, but he’s a firm believer of ghosts. truth be told, despite looking like he doesn’t care about … much … kou does get spooked out rather easily. he doesn’t like to show it, of course, but he’s never been able to get a good night’s sleep after watching a horror movie ( it’s the exact reason why as a kid, he’d bombarded hana’s phone after watching paranormal activity ).

still, he thinks that he’s all grown up now. paranormal activity had been years ago and kou was no longer that scared little boy that he once was. he was now a man! a confident, brave man! okay. maybe not. he wasn’t that. he was far from that. but he’d like to believe that he was. which was exactly why he’d somehow convinced hana – the poor witness to all of kou’s ghost-related fears as a kid - to go to a haunted house with him. 

“don’t worry,” he says to her, attempting to look unfazed ( he was in fact, very fazed ). “i-i’ll protect you,” ( he would in fact, not be able to protect her ). as he takes a good look at the haunted house though, he begins to have second thoughts. he turns to hana, wants to say something, but doesn’t. no! he has to pull through! he has to prove to hana – and more importantly to himself – that he could do it! ghosts weren’t real after all… right?

[behana]

[behana]

beyuji​:

 a starter for @behana !! ( watch out, it’s girls night! )

the weather is getting cooler, which makes the walk to hana’s apartment much more bearable. the summer had been horrid, far too hot for her to handle. humming to herself, adjusting the bag on her arm, yuji pauses in her walk as she takes a moment for a little rest; she’s just ended practice, heading over to hana’s place for some much needed recovery time in the form of…chilling and talking. maybe a little watching. there’s options! she’s been looking forward to this all day. she’s even stopped by the convenience store to pick up snacks and hana’s favorites– since she’ll be invading the girl’s space for the next few hours. 

continuing on, yuji lugs her treats and herself all the way to hana’s apartment door, knocking on it with a little tune. she rocks on her heels as she waits, fighting back a yawn as she ducks her head. head snapping up once she hears the door opens, she plasters a smile wide on her face and holds up the bag of goodies, shaking it lightly for attention. “i’m here~ and i brought treats~” she sings, peering around the bag. “i kinda just…grabbed whatever i could. the more options, the better, right?” sometimes you don’t know what you want until you see it, or even taste it. yuji’s just thinking ahead. 

hana moves around her small apartment, making sure everything’s ready for having company over. it’s not the cleanest, really, but it’s alright, she thinks -- at least there’s no trash or dishes or clothes laying around anywhere. it’s not messy so much as it’s just cluttered, various things taking up the few surfaces hana has in the living room area. the tv stand is piled with controllers and games, the desk in the corner has her computer setup spread over most of it and a few school supplies covering the little extra space. the coffee table, meanwhile, is mostly clear, though she has a few textbooks stacked on one end of it, tossed aside when she decided she was sick of studying. 

the kitchen, at least, is more organized. she’s taken out a few snack options and laid them out on the counter, but she doesn’t know if she and yuji will even touch them. they usually end up getting caught up in chatting and forgetting they have snacks, which is totally fine by hana. she loves having friends she can just talk to so easily, and it’s been a little while since she and yuji have hung out, so they should have plenty to catch up on. hana can’t help but be excited. 

the knock on the door has her perking up from checking the time on her phone, and she tosses her phone to the couch before bouncing over to the door. pulling it open, she beams at her friend, who looks up from the bag in her hand and smiling. hana leans forward to peer at the contents of the bag, and she feels an excited leap in her chest when she recognizes the packaging of both her favorite gummy candy and her favorite popcorn. “oh my gosh, you’re the best,” she exclaims, stepping back and gesturing for yuji to come in. “how did you remember my favorites! i’ve got some snacks too, so we can set those down in the kitchen,” she continues, closing and locking the door behind yuji. 

[behana]

- ideal life -

@bejoomi

hana sits on her couch with her feet pulled up under her, her switch in her hands and her phone open to a discord call next to her. it’s been a while since she’s played animal crossing, but she’s always happy to go back to it; it’s a fun game, after all. it’s a nice escape that isn’t stressful -- it’s just creating a happy life and a perfect island, all while never having to worry about money or school or stress. 

on screen, she runs around her island picking up weeds, waiting for joomi to arrive. “what kind of things do you need? i have a bunch of extra furniture and clothes i’m not using if you want them,” she says as her avatar freezes and the long arrival process starts. “to be fair,” she says, tapping her fingers on the back of her switch as she speaks, “i haven’t played in so long that i’m not really using anything.”

finally, she watches joomi’s avatar walk into the airport, and once she’s allowed to move again she runs towards the entrance, then makes her character wave in welcome. “welcome to miconia!” she announces, pressing a few more buttons to make her character applaud. 

[behana]

- going viral -

@bexstevie

class ended over ten minutes ago, so the dance studio is empty except for the two of them, and hana squats in front of the mirror, holding up her phone to take selcas. she tilts her head to the side and smiles, keeping her eyes on the screen rather than looking directly at her reflection. tilting her head the other way, she purses her lips for a different expression. 

by the time she’s finished applying filters to her favorite one, her ankles have started to hurt, so she pushes herself up with a grunt, turning around to look over at stevie. they both tend to hang around the studio after class, so they’ve taken to hanging out together. “we should make another tiktok today!” she announces, bouncing across the room to him and already opening the app on her phone. “should we do the dance we learned today, or something that’s already popular?”

[behana]

hello everyone!! you can call me ellie, and i’m the mun behind hana here! i’ve been out of the krp game for a while (almost three years at this point, i think) and i am so excited to be back!! i’ve put a few facts about hana under the cut, so if anything sparks an idea for you shoot me a message! even if not, feel free to message me anyway and i’m sure we can figure something out!

hana is a university student on an exploratory track

she really doesn’t like school and doesn’t really want to study anything -- she used uni as an excuse so her parents would help fund her move to korea so she can try to be an idol

that said, she has No Idea where to begin on actually completing that goal, so she’s kind of just keeping an ear out for opportunities and taking some dance classes at a local studio

she waitresses part-time to make extra money

she’s also a youtuber and twitch streamer! she loves video games and doesn’t have a Huge following on either platform, but she gets a large enough audience to make a little bit of extra money from it. mostly she does it because she enjoys it, though

on youtube and tiktok she does all kinds of videos -- from dance/song covers to vlogs to makeup tutorials to gaming reactions. her tiktok is more of a personal/just for fun account while youtube is actually designed for an audience

she’s fluent in japanese and can hold a conversation/follow the basics of a tv show or movie plot in english, and she’s far from a beginner at korean but she still doesn’t consider herself fluent

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[behana]

twice’s sana for anonymous 💭