love-sana

[love-sana]

I know it's been like, a superrrr long time since I've posted considering that I'm new to writing and all that but here's something simple for any Sahyo stans ‼️‼️

Seoul's bustling streets quieted as midnight approached. At the heart of the city, where neon signs flickered and taxis zipped by, stood a solitary bus stop. Sana had been coming here for weeks, her footsteps echoing against the pavement. She'd memorized the cracks in the sidewalk, the way the lamppost cast shadows on the bench.

And then there was Jihyo—the stranger who shared this nightly ritual. Jihyo arrived like clockwork, her presence as predictable as the bus schedule.

From anyone else's point of view, it was obvious that Sana might have had a small crush on the stranger. The way she adjusted her hair, the subtle glances she stole—those inches between them held a universe of longing. But Jihyo remained oblivious, lost in her own world.

Sana imagined conversations—simple exchanges that would bridge the gap between them. She'd ask about Jihyo's occupation, or ask why she chose to take this route each and every night. But the words stayed lodged in her throat, like unspoken wishes. They were both strangers, bound by the same routine yet worlds apart.

One rainy night, as the bus approached, Sana stood closer than usual. Drops of water clung to her lashes, blurring her vision. Jihyo, unfazed by the weather, stood beside her, their shoulders almost touching. Sana's heart raced. This was her chance—the moment to break the silence.

But the bus arrived, its doors opening with a mechanical sigh. Jihyo stepped inside, her gaze never lingering on Sana. The doors closed, and the bus pulled away, leaving her alone at the stop once more.

And so, the stranger who might have been more, remained the key point to the missed connections that fueled Sana's sleepless nights. She wondered if Jihyo ever noticed her, if their parallel lives intersected in some alternate universe.

But as the days turned into weeks, Sana accepted the truth: they were destined to remain strangers. The bus stop held their secrets—the unspoken crush, the stolen glances, the ache of what could have been.

And so, every night, she returned, hoping for a miracle.

[love-sana]

My Freak Show

Yoo Jeongyeon ran one of the most magnificent freak shows known to man, she had displays of all sorts. Mythical beings, human beings with stunning abnormalities, and performers capable of quite marvelous tricks. Many found these creations of biological rarities to be horrid and disgusting, but to Jeongyeon their differences only added to their unique beauty.

Minatozaki Sana was the eye of the freak show quite often. She was a gorgeous siren, her hair was beautiful, long, silk, and had the most stunning shade of brown. Her eyes were like daggers that pierced your soul and the scales of her tail were a glistening silver that reflected off of the water when she moved seductively. There was no doubt that the audience viewed her as a temptation more than they did a beauty which brought in more than enough funds but only ruined Sana.

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"I don't know if I'd still like to go. I mean, isn't that Jeongyeon girl only profiting off of their suffering?"

Dahyun wrapped an arm around Jihyo's shoulders as they entered the dime museum.

"Hyo, you're seriously over thinking. We're only here to enjoy the freaks in this place, okay? Quit worrying about them."

"The freaks? What's wrong with you? They're still people." Jihyo moved from Dahyun's arms and shook her head in disbelief.

"I'd rather see the displays alone."

"That's fine, we can meet back here when we've seen it all." Dahyun shrugged her shoulders as she began to walk away, she had no intention in viewing these people the way Jihyo did, it wasn't possible.

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Jihyo ran her fingers over the gold engraving of a glass cart that had yet to be revealed. The sight confused the girl, the rest of the carts and stages were made of wood, why was this one of glass? Jihyo tilted her head as she examined each detail of the display, she then found a sign at the corner of the glass. She read the sign aloud to herself as she tapped the engravings.

"Pull the curtains and reveal an angel. An angel? What a strange metaphor." Jihyo was confused but complied with the request of the sign. She pulled the tassel of the silk curtains and stepped back as her eyes shot open.

Sana was taken aback by the sudden light, she believed tonight would be her chance to relax and avoid the public eye but she was quite wrong. However she slowly approached the front of her glass display, her tail swaying smoothly against the water as she moved alluringly. Jihyo watched as the siren approached her and took a step forward, she placed her fingertips against the glass as Sana did the same. Jihyo couldn't deny that Sana was gorgeous, almost angelic. She locked eyes with her and Jihyo felt as if her heart was caught in between wires, what was this feeling?

Jihyo wanted to speak but didn't know what to say, she wasn't even sure the creature could understand her. Luckily, The creator of it all appeared on the stage as she drew the attention of all of the public attending her show. Jeongyeon certainly knew how to make an entrance.

"Thank you all for attending my work of art, I hope you all enjoy your time and once again welcome.. to my freak show."

[love-sana]

something simple and short

Yunjin loves chaewon, it's obvious. But Chae's oblivious to it all.

"You never told me what your type was.."

"My type?"

Yunjin can't help but smile as she nods.

"Mhm, your type."

"I mean, I didn't think you actually cared about that sort of thing."

"I don't. Just wanna' know. Is that so surprising?"

The older girl nods, Yunjins never been the serious type so of course it was difficult to tell whether or not it was a genuine question.

"I just didn't think you were serious, so yeah. I guess."

"Well I meant it. I wanna know what type of girls you like, or what you like in a girl"

Chaewon smiles as she shrugs her shoulders lightly, she doesn't think much of the sudden interest in her preferences being shown. I mean, she was her best friend after all. Of course she would be curious.

"That's.. that's cool. Cool."

"I don't really know.. I guess.. hm, a girl like Kazuha? She's sweet."

Was she jealous?

"Do you like her?"

"Huh?"

Yunjin shrugs.

"Do you like her? You said she's what you want in someone. Would you consider dating her?"

"I'm not sure, I guess I might've. But why would that matter to you?"

"It doesn't. I just wanted to know"

"Okay then..."

[love-sana]

I love her...

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"Hey, I promise we'll figure it out together."

Taking my hands in hers, she intertwines our fingers with a reassuring smile on her face, her hands are so warm, so soft, so comforting. She eases my pain, she always does.

"I don't know if we could."

"You're scaring me Miyeon. You can trust me with anything, come on."

I hate myself. So much.. how could I do this to her? it was the heat of the moment! I couldn't help it.

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"She'll never find out. Besides, I know you want this more than I do."

"But it's wrong.. I love Shuhua, and she loves me. I couldn't do this to her."

"It'll be quick. I promise, no one will ever know you were here."

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I gather the courage to tell her everything.

"Shuhua, I'm sorry."

"hm? for what?"

"Me and Yuqi..."

"we're, were-"

I didn't finish my sentence. She understood. Why did I give into her? My heart hurts, is that normal?

"Do you love her?"

"What?"

"Answer me."

"I don't know."

She pulls her hands away from mine. I know she's mad. Why wouldn't she be? Maybe she needs space, but I don't want her to leave, I need her, I always have.

"You don't know? Am I not good enough for you? What the fuck is wrong with you? you've been sleeping with my best fucking friend all this time?"

"Baby please, it was an accident!"

I grab her arm in hopes she'll listen to me but she only pushes me away. I deserve this, I know I do.

"Don't call me that."

I wish I'd never done this. Shuhua's perfect, the perfect girlfriend. Why would I do this to her? I sit alone on the floor of a dark and empty apartment. The day that she confessed was the day that my life changed for the better.

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"I like you, I like you so much."

"Shuhua-"

My face feels hot, oh my god I'm blushing. This is so embarrassing but I've been waiting to hear this for so long, I couldn't help it.

"I mean it. Miyeon, I've liked you since our freshmen year at this stupid college."

My hands are shaky, I guess she must have noticed. She takes my hands in hers.

"You're so perfect to me, so beautiful to me."

She says it softly, so only I can hear, then she kisses my palm, soft and sweet.

"Ask me."

"what?"

"Ask me to be your girlfriend, Shuhua."

She smiles. Her face, it's perfect.

"Miyeon, will you be my girlfriend?"

I nod and wrap my arms around her neck, hugging her tightly.

"You have no idea how long I've been waiting to hear that."

She pulls me closer, wrapping her palm around my back, along the seam of my spine, kissing me softly, and I feel anchored to her. Our skin bound to each other, my heart is hers. Her fingers find my neck, my jaw, and I feel myself breaking, melting, sinking beneath her touch. I've been waiting to feel something as strong as this. Is this what love feels like? Real love? Something raw. Something pure that only the two of you could ever understand.

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The best moment of my life was becoming her only love. She devoted herself to me, why couldn't I do the same? We're still young, problems would obviously happen but we were meant to get through them together.

I've lost everything all in one night. I should have never told her. I should have let this secret haunt me, and why? well, because I love her.

[love-sana]

God's Gift.

Are you even... Real?

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Jihyo had never really been into museums or any type of art on public display. But her best friend Hoseok? Well, he loved the beautiful aptitude many of the artists held.

"it'll be fun, I promise."

"I don't wanna go. It's just so boring.."

Hoseok gently rubs the side of his neck, his eyes meeting the ground dejectedly.

"Well, at least I even asked.."

Jihyo hates seeing Hoseok upset. Yet she knows she wouldn't be able to last what feels like thousands of hours walking around a building in which she had zero interest. However, guilt clouding her mind forces her to give in to his request.

"I'll go, but only for a while."

His eyes light up with joy hearing these words from her.

"Thank you so much, hyo! I promise you won't regret this!"

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No one can deny the fact that museums are truly beautiful, they may not be an interest to everyone but the scenery is quite delightful.

"You know, I think you'd like some of the art towards the back."

"Can't I just-"

"No, please just try and check some things out. I hate seeing that stupid face you make when you don't wanna be somewhere."

She sighs, her thumb and middle finger pinching her temples.

"Fine. Whatever."

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As she reluctantly explores the undeniably gorgeous art, a sculpture catches her eye. It was breathtaking. Though it was very lifelike. It wasn't like any other piece of art in the museum.

"How do people manage to make things like this? Shit."

Just as she's about to turn around a rather clumsy yet beautiful girl lights upon Jihyo's path, her long pretty hair covering her eyes as she trips forward.

"oh, fuck-I'm so sorry! I should have watched where I was going-"

She hides her face in her hands as she remains on the floor, a hot pink shade brushing over her cheeks as Jihyo shakes her head and extends her right hand to help the beautiful blond off of the well-polished marble floor.

"It's okay. Just be careful next time."

"I will. Thank you.."

Jihyo was soon lost in a train of thought as she looked back at the statue and then at the girl, somehow noticing a peculiar detail. They're identical.

"Hello?"

The look-alike waves her hand in front of Jihyo's face, snapping her back into reality.

"I'm sorry, were you saying something?"

"yeah, I asked if there was anyway I could replace that."

Confused, she looks to the area in which the girl was pointing. Only then realizing that her phone had fallen and cracked after running into her.

"I just got this..."

She groans in frustration as she bends down to pick up the now very damaged cell. Forgetful of the fact that the girl was still standing beside her.

"I can pay to get it fixed! Or even buy you a new one!"

"No, it's fine. I'm sorry. It was an accident, I shouldn't be mad at you. I don't even know you. Why would I lash out on a stranger.."

Unable to think of what to say, the blond only nodded her head in response.

"I'm sorry. I don't mean to go on a rant. I don't even know you and I just can't stop talking."

"It's okay, I like it. I think it's cute."

The natural shade of Jihyo's red cheeks darkens. Not being capable to form a sentence she looks down at the floor, shoving her hands into the pockets of her shorts.

"I'm sorry... That was really forward. Please don't think I'm weird."

Jihyo smiles awkwardly and rubs her nape gently. Her brain not functioning before speaking.

"Can I get your name? I don't mean to cut you off, I just want to know what to call you."

The girl blushes lightly as her eyes wander, avoiding Jihyo's big, brown eyes.

"Sana, Minatozaki Sana."