#* 𒀭 . 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒆𝒓.

[placidites]

intended for : anyone ! setting : the laundromat at the apartment complex details : technophobe sulyeon forgets how to use her phone

as washers and driers whirred and tumbled within the small jeoseung complex laundry area , sulyeon drummed her fingers upon the empty seat next to her in boredom . it wasn't that her clothes had any smell to them other than her typical scent , but she'd taken to doing laundry anyway out of habit and as a way to fill time . time was something she seemed to have a never - ending surplus of , and she still wasn't entirely sure how to feel about that . her ankles rotating restlessly in rhythm with her tapping now , she suddenly remembered the mobile device in her pocket . it was a genuine marvel , unlike anything she could remember before coming to ansong , but she often fell short of the skill to actually use it efficiently . she knew it was like miniature computer with amazing capabilities , and she'd learned a lot of the basic functions like texting and bring up the camera , but she still sometimes struggled . glancing bashfully over at another person in the area , she makes the reluctant walk towards them . " hey , uhhh ... sorry , do you think you could find a game among all of these apps and open it for me ? literally any of them will do . "

[placidites]

intended for : callum park ( @solstitios ) setting : outside the fire station details : word association is something of a love language .

there were few things so symphonic to sulyeon as the turning of book pages , and it was the soundtrack to her every day spent poring over literary masterpieces when she attended her shift at the book nook . she'd read anything , but she always seemed to gravitate more towards poetry . the theme she connected with would shift from day to day depending upon what mood she was in or what was going on in her life , but the right vibrant flow of words could alter the course of her very week .

it was a gift sulyeon liked to spread around if she was able , taking great pride in handing off books to people she cared about for the simple reason that it reminded her of them . the topic that seemed to be sticking out more than anything else to her these days was ' fire ' . it was an interesting element ; destructive and reckless but also warm and inspiring . it spurned people to do the impossible , it stoked passion and love but it could also incinerate the life out of anything . for sulyeon , it was simply a trigger to pull whenever she wanted the comforting idea of callum park to take shape in her mind .

even as her feet , often moving through the city of ansong without much input from her , carried her towards the fire station he was employed at , the thought of him put her at ease . confident fingers inched along the outline of the book of poems in her bag as she came upon the building , hoping to catch sight of him outside .

it wasn't as though they'd had many interactions — on the contrary . sulyeon really didn't know any further than his name and occupation and that he happened to be her next door neighbor . she couldn't remember precisely when he'd moved in , but ever since he had , she couldn't deny that her curiosity was piqued . the energy he carried seemed dynamic and inviting ; something about him seemed so alive amongst the almost too tranquil and idyllic ansong . it left her wondering strange things like if his hands were more roughly textured due to his work or if his skin was warm , unlike hers which always felt cool to the touch .

soft eyes scanned the business front until she found his face , lip corners instinctively twitching upward as she adjusted a sundress made in a bygone era before making her way over to him . " hey ! i hope you don't mind me dropping by . i found a poem at work that made me think of you , " she recited proudly , not at all shy or embarrassed about this revelation . " i know it's close to lunchtime , so i thought maybe we could grab something , my treat ? " she tosses out the invitation as she fiddles with curls being stolen by the breeze . " it's just a short little thing , it won't take much time , i promise ! " as the deal is sweetened , fingers busy themselves with the hem of her dress and eyes linger on his face in preparation for a response .