#yg!kiara

[lung-worm2023]

Remade/Kinda updated the Yg casts designs/Headcanons

The silly’s

[loveharlow]

SEVEN - 001

PAIRING ‧₊˚ JJ Maybank x Fem!Reader

SYNOPSIS‧₊˚ [9.6k] based on 1x01.

WARNING(S)‧₊˚ swearing, mentions of drowning, mentions of death

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A/N‧₊˚ I've been wanting to do an OBX rewrite for a very long time so here it is, the first chapter from yours truly.

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‘THAT’S ABOUT A THREE-STORY FALL TO THE DECK? I give you about a one-in-three chance of survival.” Pope theoreticized from below. John B was balancing himself on the roof, beer in hand and not a care in the world. 

Licking his finger and holding it up in the air, he spoke. “Should I do it?”

“Yeah, you should jump! I’ll shoot you on the way down.” Pope joked, electric drill gun pointed up in the brunette’s direction. 

“You’re gonna shoot me?” JB mocked the boy below him with fingers guns as Kiara emerged from inside the unfinished home, interrupting their shenanigans.

“They’re gonna have Japanese toilets with towel warmers.” She said, mildly disgusted.

“Of course they are,” JJ chimed in. “Why wouldn’t they?”

“This used to be a turtle habitat,” she continued on, looking the house up and down. “But who cares about the turtles, I guess…”

“Can’t have cold towels…” 

“Do you even use towels, JJ?” You chimed in as you rounded the corner, earbud in one ear and even from the roof, the four of your friends could hear your music blasting faintly. “I thought you shook yourself off like a dog when you got wet.”

“Ha ha.” He fake laughed before he chucked an empty beer can in your direction. You dodged it with an annoyed sneer before picking it up and chucking it back ten times harder, hitting the side of the blonde’s head.

“Ah- ouch!”

“Could you please, not kill yourself?” Kiara stared up at John B with concern in her eyes.

“And don’t spill that beer! I’m not giving you another one…” JJ warned his best friend. His words almost like a trigger, JB dropping the beer right after, hearing the metal clank against the deck as the remaining liquid splattered on the wood.

“And of course he spills the beer.” You couldn’t help but speak as you slid down one of the wooden fixtures to sit against it.

“Hey!” A new voice bellowed. That’s when your eyes found Pope leaned over one of the banisters. 

“Security’s here. Let’s wrap it up.” He said, voice wavering slightly as he pat the deck and turned around.

John B got down from the roof, following behind JJ as you all picked up the pace. You all made your way into the house, quick in your steps to avoid the officers.

Rushing down the stairs, JJ was in the front. “Right turn, J!” You shouted. But of course, he still made a left turn, coming face to face and just narrowly missing one of the officers as you all went right. “I said right turn, dumbass!” You yelled over your shoulder.

“They’re going out front!”

You, Kiara, and John B had already managed to jump into the van, watching as JJ and Pope hopped the gate and landed flat on their stomachs. John B honked the horn to urge them on. “Bus is leaving!”

With the last two of the group in the vehicle, John B practically stomped on the pedal, sending the vehicle forward.

He drove the van as fast it could go, which wasn’t all that fast for the record. The side door was still open as you, along with JJ and Pope, mocked the officer who was chasing after the busted van. 

“Check out Gary, gunnin’ for a raise.” Pope mocked, eliciting a chorus of giggles inside the van. 

“You little pricks!”

JJ waved a beer can out the door, shaking it in the mans face. “You’re so close, you can do it! There you go.” He said as he tossed the can in the running officer’s direction. “They don’t pay you enough bro!”

The officer fell behind just as the van hit the bridge, passing the welcome sign to The Outer Banks. ‘Paradise on Earth.’ The natural habitat of you and your friends.

The Pogues. Pogues, pogies, the throwaway fish.

There’s JJ, one of your best friends out of them all. He’s about as local as they come. He does the dumb, risky things none of the rest of you will and you actually find him quite funny, not that you’d ever let him know that. He's tries to act all wreckless and tough-guy but you all know that he's just a loyal friend who tries to do the right thing in the wrong way.

Then there’s Kiara, or Kie as she would prefer to be called. She’s been your closest and dearest friend since forever. Your fathers were as thick as thieves and you and Kie seemed to follow in their steps being best friends since pre-school, even though you lived on two differen't sides of the island up until recently. Her family owns The Wreck, this Outer Banks institution and her parents love you. The others? Not so much… 

And you can’t forget Pope, the brains of the operation. Finalist for the Luther T. Vanderhorst Merit Scholarship. And the smartest person you know. Little bit of a weirdo but who isn’t. His father’s sort of.. strict, but he gives you free seafood. He says you're the 'least negative influence' his son keeps around.

Then, of course, There’s John B — legally, John Booker Routledge. You all have a myriad of nicknames for him though — John, JB, Bree, Jombee. You all typically hang at his place, The Chateau as his dad used to call it. Speaking of his dad, he disappeared at sea nine months ago, looking for a shipwreck and his mom split when he was three. You’ve all been doing your best to look out for him but it was an extremely difficult situation…

Last is you, the Pogues resident Pogue Princess. Well, former Pogue Princess. You moved to Figure Eight about eight months ago, after your dad died and your mom’s lawyer career skyrocketed seemingly out of the blue. But you hate it there, you spent her whole life on The Cut. Plus, your dad’s death caused a bit of a strain on your relationship with your mother. Things just haven't been the same.

WAKING UP TO HARSH POST-HURRICANE WINDS IS NEVER PLEASANT. Especially not for someone who isn’t much of a morning person. You’d barely had time to rub the sleep out of your eyes when your mom came into your room, in a rush as she was running late to meet with a client, reminding you to turn on the backup generator and ordering you to help out Kiara and her father at The Wreck.

“Is that all of it?” You asked, mouth half-full of french fries that were hot and salted to literal perfection. Kie stood in front of you, apron covered in food scraps and hair in a messy bun. 

“As much as we’re gonna be able to get today.” She sighed, eyes scanning over the crates and boxes littered amongst the floor. “Here,” She started, walking towards a couple of coolers stacked in the corner. “We’ll take these coolers out on the dock. The guys should be here soon.”

“M’kay.” You hummed, jumping out of the chair you were sitting backwards in and clapping your hands together to dust them off. She grabbed the cooler off the top and you grabbed the one underneath, following her out to the dock. 

It had gotten hotter in the short time you both had spent cleaning The Wreck, sun hitting you directly in the face as you walked out onto the damp deck, eyes squinting from the harsh beam of sunlight. Your hair was thrown up and out of your face into a high ponytail. You had discarded your flannel, tying it around your waist in front of your shorts, leaving your top half in only a bikini.

“Top o’ the mornin’ to ya.” JJ greeted. 

“Good morning.” Kie replied, shielding her eyes from the sun.

“Whatcha got? Some juice boxes?”

You lifted the lid and peeked inside as you and Kiara continued walking towards the boat. “Looks like, carrots? And… yogurt?” You looked to Kie for some assurance. She smirked.

“I have his kind of juice boxes in this one.” She assured, wiggling her cooler in the air. 

The boat stopped at the end of the dock, the guys helping you both inside. Once you and her were all arms and legs inside, John B sped off. Kie opened up her cooler handing everyone a beer who accepted, which was all except for John B, who was steering, and Pope who opted for baby carrots.

“Salud!” You all cheered as the three of you clanked bottles.

“HEY POPE, CAN YOU GO A LITTLE FASTER?” JJ asked, now standing at the forefront of the boat, beer in hand. Pope had taken over as driver when John B joined in drinking with the rest of the group.

“Dude, nooo, not this again. It fails every time.” You tried to stop the blonde from trying this borderline ritualistic party trick that never worked. 

“Have some faith, will you?” He shot back sarcastically. “It’s gonna work!” He spoke over the rev of the engine as Pope idiotically listened to him and sped up the boat. JJ tilted the beer bottle back enough to splatter beer into his mouth, and in Kie’s hair, and on John B’s cheek, and on your lips. 

“Alright, alright!” Pope tried. “Alright, stop!” 

It happened out of nowhere, the boat coming to an aggressive and abrupt stop. The last thing you saw was JJ flipping forward into the water, JB and Kie falling off their seats, and Pope tumbling back before you were submerged within an endlessness of dark blue, a harsh stinging-sensation blooming on your back and thighs. You couldn’t tell what was up and what was down. Too disoriented from the fall, your brain didn’t catch up with your body, attempting to inhale in your panic before getting a mouth full of water. Then, within seconds, you felt a hand on your back, seemingly feeling around to make sure you were what they were looking for before two hands were under your arms and pulling you up.

You coughed as your eyes were met with the harsh light of the sun, but you were grateful for it. You could hear JJ’s voice behind your ear as you coughed up water. “I got her! She’s fine!”

He swam in front of you, his hand rubbing and patting your back as your coughing fit slowly became less intense. “You alright? You took a nasty fall.” You managed to strain out a hoarse laugh. 

“You guys okay?” Pope shouted over the edge of the boat. 

“Almost drowned but yeah, we’re just fine.” You and JJ joked back, swimming back to the boat.

“Pope, man, what happened?” JJ inquired, treading water next to you. 

“Sandbar. The channel changed...” 

“No kidding.” You said, voice still scratchy from the Marsh water. 

“Guys…” Pope started, staring in confusion over the edge of the small boat. “I think there’s a boat down there.”

“Yeah, okay...”

“No, I’m serious. There’s a boat down there. For real.” You and JJ gave each other a glance, still treading in the water as you watched the remaining three peer over where Pope was staring. “There’s a boat!”

Kie quickly turned around. “Holy shit, he’s right.” You and JJ began paddling towards where your friends eyes were glued before as they shed their clothes and jumped in with the two of you. You all took one last glance at each other before dunking your heads below the surface and diving to the pristine, white boat that stood stuck in the middle of The Marsh.

When the tips of your fingers touched the surface of the boat, you swam around it, examining the structure. This wasn’t an old shipwreck, it was too clean. This had to have happened during the hurricane. As you kept swimming, you recognized the layout, the structure, the fixtures. There was no way this was what you thought it was…

Coming back up to the surface, JJ’s voice was the first one heard. “You guys saw that, right?” He asked breathlessly, a smile on his face as he shook his wet hair from in front of his face.

“That’s a Grady-White.” You added, still catching your breath. “That’s like a half a million dollar boat, just sitting there.” You all swam back to where the HMS Pogue swayed, climbing back on all at once. 

“That’s the boat I saw when I surfed the surge. Maybe it hit the jetty or something.” John B spoke. Both you and Kiara turned to him, your faces falling from excitement to dismay.

Kie was the first to speak, a quiet question. “You surfed the surge?...”

“Yeah.” JB spoke carelessly, barely paying any attention before answering.

“That’s my boy. Pogue style.” JJ encouraged him, slapping a hand against his shoulder.

“Well that was dumb.” You immediately protested, siding with Kie. “You could’ve gotten killed.” You added seriously. What the hell was he thinking? Surfing a surge isn’t uncommon in the Outer Banks, but waves like that? That’s a death wish, for sure.

“I’m still here, aren’t I?”

There was brief, tense eye contact between the both of you before you scoffed and turned around, walking off.

“Wait. Do we know whose boat that is?” Pope asked. 

“No, but we’re about to find out.” John B spoke up. 

“Dude, it’s way too deep.” JJ pointed out. He was right. It was too deep, especially for someone with no diving experience. Diving experience that you happened to have. No matter how pissed you were at him for surfing the surge, letting John B make another dumb mistake was just as bad. Also, mildly hypocritical.

“Oh, for the weak and feeble, JJ.”

“I’m not resuscitating you.” JJ reminded. “I’m just...making that clear up front.” He told him, scrunching his nose and shrugging his shoulders.

“That’s fine.” John was now standing on the edge of the boat, anchor in hand with a smile that was much to happy for someone doing something so dangerous.

“Diver down.” Pope saluted.

You turned around, about to offer to go down yourself. That was, until JJ pushed John B off the edge of the boat himself.

“JJ!” You shouted, hands out. He turned to you, blue eyes wide and wandering. 

“What?” You just shook your head and groaned.

You just opted to stand on the other side of Kie, watching and waiting for John B to emerge again. 

Seconds passed, seconds that felt like minutes. “He’s been down there too long.” You eventually vocalized, breaking through the tense silence. 

“Should we go get him?” Pope suggested. Just then, the brown haired boy sprung up out the water, shaking his head side to side flinging water on the four of you. You all shielded your faces, mutual groans leaving the four of you on the boat.

“Dude! C’mon…” Pope complained, wiping droplets of water from his forehead and peering over the edge of the boat. “Any dead bodies?”

“No.” John B answered. “I found this motel key.” He continued, holding up a small, silver key with a yellow tag attached. 

“A key...” Pope said unimpressed. 

“Great! We… salvaged a motel key.” JJ continued mocking as they helped John B back onto the boat. Pope resumed his position behind the wheel as John B examined the key, you sat back with your earbud in one ear, still able to listen and chime in on the conversation. 

“Guys, we should report the wreck to the coast guard. Maybe we’ll get a finder’s fee.” 

POPE DOCKED AT THE COAST GUARD, THE PLACE BOMBARDED WITH ISLANDERS. Some searching for their spouses, pets, and family members. JJ and John B walked inside to find someone while Pope, Kie and yourself waited outside the maze of tents.

“It’s the day after a hurricane. They’re looking for old people and children, not boats. Besides, would it really be that bad if we just, didn’t report it?” You voiced.

“I don’t know,” Pope expressed, hand on the back of his neck. “What if there’s a body down there and we just, I don’t know, missed it.”

“And,” Kie started in that motherly tone that could make you question all bad judgment. “Reporting it is the right thing to do. No matter what.”

Just then, JJ and John B came back out of the tent. JJ shook his head. “No luck.” You couldn’t say you were surprised. Or disappointed. All heads turned to John B who stared out at nothing. He fiddled with the key before voicing his thoughts. 

“...I think I know how we’re gonna find the guy who owns that boat.”

“No, no, no,” Pope stressed, pointing at the key as if the object was to blame. “No bad ideas. We don’t know whose that is.”

The two boys ignored him, JJ taking the key from John B’s fingers and tossing it to Kie. “I’m in.” He declared. 

“Come on,” Kie urged Pope. “I’ll be lookout.”

You shrugged, following behind them but talking to Pope as you walked backwards. “At least we tried.” You turned to walk forwards, JB trailing behind you. 

“Finder’s fee, just sayin’” You heard him say. “And hey! At least you’ll only be an accomplice.”

Pope sighed before you heard his footsteps join the group. “Man…”

“Come on, bubba.” John B comforted, throwing an arm over the dark-skinned boy's shoulders.

THE FIVE OF YOU ALL STOOD, NOT MOVING, AS YOU SILENTLY JUDGED THE MOTEL COMING INTO VIEW IN FRONT YOU AS THE HMS POGUE DRIFTED CLOSER TO IT. 

“This is place is a shithole.” You were the first to say it out loud. The cloudy windows, the overgrown vines on the, what you guessed used to be, white walls, and the overgrown weeds. 

“I thought The Chateau looked bad...”

“Motel or Meth-lab?”

“Doesn’t look like the type of place someone with a Grady-White would stay.” John pointed out the obvious.

“It looks like the type of place someone with a Grady-White would get mugged.” You mumbled as JJ winded up the rope and jumped off the front of the boat, tying it down to anchor it in place. 

“We good?” John B asked as the chipper blonde wrapped the blue and white rope around the anchor point a couple more times for good measure.

“Good to go.”

“All right,” John B said. “Here goes nothing.”

“Hey.” Pope uttered, pointing a finger at JJ but maintaining eye contact with JB. “Don’t let him do anything stupid.”

“I’m not making any promises.” Was all John B said, you and Pope simultaneously rolling your eyes.

“Be careful…” Kiara spoke softly, handing John B the key. “I mean it.” John B kept his eyes on hers until a small smile crept up on his sun kissed cheeks. He let out a soft, almost school-girlish chuckle.

“Yeah...” He muttered as he turned to walk away with JJ. 

Seconds passed as you watched the boys disappear, already knowing nothing good could come out of those two. It was only a small matter of time before Kiara spoke up, eyes on you as she fiddled nervously with her fingers.

“You should go with them.”

You could feel your expression morph into one of of confusion, looking on both sides of you. “Me?” You asked incredulously, pointing a finger at yourself. “Why me?”

“Well, they’d just rope Pope into whatever dumb decision they make, so he’s not an option.”

“Hey!” Pope threw his hands up in a poor attempt to defend himself. His mouth opened and closed, trying to find words before eventually surrendering to the fact that what she said was at least somewhat truthful.

“And what about you?” You asked, crossing my arms and raising an eyebrow. “Any chance for some extra time with John B, right?” You teased, edging towards the girl as she rolled her eyes.

“Will all of you stop saying that?” She looked away, playing with her bracelets. "I just get worried..."

You laughed and playfully pecked her cheek. “Yeah, worried. More like hot and bothered.” You played with the girl, hopping off the boat and landing just barely on your feet. You hadn’t made it but two steps before you heard her voice again.

“Hey!” You turned around. “Don’t forget your phone.” She reminded, tossing the small device your way as you caught it between your palms. A slight look of uncertainty on your face.

“Aren’t the towers down?”

Both of them shrugged before Pope spoke. “Couldn't hurt to have it.”

You pondered on it for a moment before letting the thought go. It wasn’t long before you caught up to the boys, the two not even noticing your presence behind them over their own conversation.

“...super sexy island chick that can play guitar and loves dogs. And her mom’s a hotshot lawyer, dude! Do you know how many guys on this island alone would jump at the chance to hit that?”

“I’d jump at the chance to hit you.” You disrupted whatever direction that conversation was going in. “I don't even want to know.” You snarked when he stuttered to defend himself, their heads turning back, JJ blubbering like a fish with his eyes wide.

“Where the hell did you...”

“Just, sh.” You dismissed him with your palm, John B chuckling under his breath. 

“It’s like, every girl who has a heartbeat you’re just like…” John B made a semi-sexual motion with his hands and let out some ancient, elderly groan. 

“It’s not a big deal.” JJ defended, the topic of conversation dying as the three of you approach the end of the walkway.

“Is this us? Twenty-nine?” You piped up, pointing to the motel door that was scuffed up entirely, paint chipped and scratches all over. 

“This is it.” John B declared, staring at the key in his palm. JJ knocked in a rhythm on the wood, pretending to be housekeeping with a high pitched voice. 

“Should we try it?” John B looked at JJ for a green light, JJ saying something in Spanish as you looked around before giving JB a nod as your signal of agreement. The door creaked open as we stood in the frame. Needless to say, the room looked better than the exterior. There was a decent sized duffel bag on the bed closest to the door, it was clear to see that the room was actually occupied for a considerable amount of time. 

“I’ll check the bag.” JB directed, using the flashlight to search through the bag. “Definitely over 50, he’s got New Balances…”

You shot him a dirty look that he couldn’t see. “I have New Balances…” You mumbled.

JJ was leaned over a map on the nightstand, scanning it curiously. “Maybe this is where they were fishing.” He declared, John B and you crowding around him on either side. “Right there?” He pointed with his finger at a spot on the map.

“No, that’s off the continental shelf.” John B argued. 

“That’s the Big Swell. No one fishes there.” You informed.

JJ continued looking over the map for a bit as you saw John B lift a piece of paper that was ripped from the motel notepad, a series of numbers written on it. You couldn’t see what numbers they were exactly but they didn’t seem important as he sat the paper down and both boys backed away from the nightstand.

You used the flashlight on your phone to continue scouting the room. It was what you’d expect out of a motel room — chipped walls, dust particles visible at every turn, the faint smell of sweat and what was either mildew or mold. Or both. 

“Oooh...” JJ could be heard from the bathroom.

“You find somethin’?” You inquired, walking into the space he was in and watching him rifle through a small black bag on a shelf.

“Just a dopp kit Bree won’t let me steal.” He whispered before peeking his head through the doorframe and pocketing a bottle of pills.

You swatted his chest, prompting him to clutch his chest like an offended old woman. “We aren’t stealing.” You scoffed and rolled your eyes. “Put those back.”

“Whoever’s it is won’t miss them. They’re probably dead somewhere-”

“We’re not taking anything, JJ. Just put them back-”

“You know how much these could sell for?”

“I don’t care-”

“What are you guys doing?” JB was standing in the doorframe, flashlight by his side as he eyed the both of you back and forth. You both pausing and looking at John B, then each other.

You rolled your eyes and brushed past him, heading for the main bedroom. John B followed, crouching down in front of a cabinet that held a safe before he began punching in numbers.

“That will literally take forever.” You reprimanded, eyeing him with confusion as you shifted your weight behind him. 

“One, one, one, two?...” He ignored you as he continued punching in combinations.

“...Or try the piece of paper you picked up not even two minutes ago?” You told him as if was the most obvious thing in the world, face twisting as you threw your free hand out to the side. He paused in his number-punching, his head craning to the side before he stood up and looked at you.

“Maybe you are good for something.” He spoke absentmindedly, walking past you to get the piece of paper as JJ reviewed the map once again. 

“What the hell is that supposed to mean…” You mumbled to no one in particular as he brushed past you once again to go back to entering codes into the safe, this time you crouching next to him, watching as he punched ‘61666’ into the keypad. You watched as the door unlocked itself. 

Your eyes widened when John B fully opened the safe, revealing wads of cash secured with rubber bands, a folder, and a gun. 

“I don’t think we should…” You started.

“Holy shit.” John B proclaimed in awe, picking up one of the stacks of money.

“..touch, any of that.” 

“JJ, you’re gonna wanna see this.” The boy called the blonde over, waving the money behind him.

JJ made his way behind the both of you. You could hear his gasp of “no freaking way” before his hand was reaching to grab the one thing in the safe all of you knew better than to touch — the gun.

“Why would you do that?” You whisper-shouted with wide eyes, standing up alongside John B as JJ played around with the firearm.

“Dude, don’t touch it!” John B warned.

“This is a fucking spendy-gatt man! Blat! Blat!” JJ geeked like a school girl, pretending to shoot the gun at the wall. “Just take a picture of me, man.”

“You want me to take a picture of you? With a gun?” John B asked as if JJ was an idiot. Just then, you heard something hit the frame of the window above the nightstand, speed walking over to it and peeking through the blinds to see a frantic Pope and Kie pointing to their left, mouthing what you thought was the word ‘cops’.

“What is it?” John B and JJ said almost simultaneously as you pushed through both of them to peek out of the window next to the motel room door, spotting Deputy Shoupe and another officer making their way to the room.

“Cops.” You spoke monotonously. “Go. Now. Hide.” You urged as the three of you scattered like mice throughout the room. 

“Kildare County Sheriff’s Department!” A manly voice boomed on the other side of the door when you decided to lift the window, urging the two boys to follow you out onto the roof as quietly as possible.

You could hear the officers enter the room seconds later, telling one another to look around. John B got a little too curious, peeking his head slowly around the corner before you grabbed the ends of his hair that poked out under his baseball cap to snatch his face away from the window.

“Ouch!” He whisper-yelled, hand going to the back of his head.

“What’re you, five? Stop peeking.”

The three of you waited, hearing the muffled chatter of the officers inside as now both John B and JJ attempted to peeked inside, little visibility with the blinds being closed. For some odd, unknown reason, JJ decided to try and retrieve the gun he shouldn’t have touched in the first place from his pocket, the metal slipping through his fingers and clattering against the roof you were standing on.

You all cringed at the noise, giving JJ a side glance and thumping your head against the brick wall. 

Your heart jumped in your throat when the blinds were suddenly drawn up from the inside, Shoupe peeking outside of the window carefully. The three of you waited, anticipating the worst thing to happen until he spoke, voice deafened from the wall between you.

“No one’s here. Let’s go.” You allowed yourself to breathe a sigh of relief. 

“WELL, THAT WAS FUN.” JJ spoke with a chipper tone.

“The cops took everything like it was a crime scene.” Pope spoke up. “Did you guys even find anything?”

“Did we find anything? No, I don’t think so…” JJ mocked, reaching into his pockets. All you could do was roll your eyes as he whipped out the gun and a wad of cash. “Oh, yeah, we did.”

“What the hell?” Pope said, anger in his voice. “Why would you take that from a crime scene?!”

“My thoughts exactly.” You reprimanded under your breath, glancing at Pope who looked at you for a brief second. 

“Better than the cops having it.” JJ tried to justify, shrugging nonchalantly.

“Are you serious?” Kie added. 

“I’m gonna lose my merit scholarship.” Pope worried, JJ pulling him into his side and putting the gun to his lips as he shushed him.

“At least you have us, right?” JJ tried to remedy to which Pope, as well as the rest of you, gave him a deadpan look, shoving him off.

“I’m living a nightmare.”

It wasn’t long before you’d made it back to the docks where it was now swarmed with emergency services. The coroner’s had a man’s body on a stretcher as they questioned another. You all watched on the sidelines with another group of teens as a middle-aged woman ran up to the body, cradling his face.

“Who’s that?” JJ asked.

“Scooter Grubbs. He was out during the storm.” A random blonde girl replied. “Check out this pic I got. Dead Body.” She mocked, shoving her phone into John B’s face.

“...What kind of boat did he have?” JJ piped up randomly, most eyes turning to him.

“Somehow,” The girl started. “That dirtbag copped a brand-new Grady White. Everyone’s out looking for it.”

BACK AT THE CHATEAU, POPE CAME THROUGH THE DOOR, FRANTIC AS HE JOINED THE REST OF YOU ON THE PATIO. “Okay, so we didn’t see anything and we don’t know anything. We need to have total and complete amnesia.” 

“Actually, Pope’s right, for once.” JJ chimed in from his place on the chair farthest from the rest of you. “Deny, deny, deny…” 

“Guys, we can’t keep that money.” Kie interrupted as if the thought had been plaguing her mind.

“Okay, not all of us can afford unlimited data plans, Kiara.”

“That’s not fair, JJ.” You added from your place next to John B, leaning against the post that held up the house.

“Coming from another person who can afford an unlimited data plan.”

“Why are you acting like we didn't live down the street from each other like, eight months ago?” You criticized.

“But you don’t live there now, do you, princess?”

“Don’t call me that." You warned, chucking a pillow at him as he dodged it. "You know I hate when you call me that-”

“Guys.” Pope stopped your childish bickering, allowing Kie to finish her thought. 

“We have to pass it off to Lana Grubbs. Otherwise, it’s bad karma.” 

You shook your head in disagreement. “If anything, giving her the money is bad karma. This whole thing is sketchy and those wads of cash literally scream drug money.”

“I agree.” JB finally spoke. “This is Scooter Grubbs we’re talking about. Same dude that’s buying individual cigarettes at the Porthole. One time, I saw this dude begging for change in the Save-A-Lot parking lot.”

“I can attest to that, I saw him doing the same outside of a Shopper’s once. He didn’t have a shirt on. It was disturbing.” You added absentmindedly.

John B threw his hands in your direction as if saying you were proving his point further. “We are talking about a dirtbag, marina rat who’s never had more than 40 bucks in his pocket and somehow managed to get a brand-new Grady White. Think about it—how does a marina rat get a Grady White, Pope?”

The boy sucked air in through his teeth, tilting his head to the side. “Prostitution?” John B shook his head in disagreement.

“Uh-uh. Square groupers, bro.” He claimed, using his hands for emphasis. “Flying under the radar, no aerial surveillance. They don’t do that stuff during a hurricane. Which means? JJ?” John B handed off the invisible mic to the blonde.

“They were straight smugglin’.”

“And I guarantee there’s a serious amount of contraband in that wreck.”

“For the record,” Pope began to tell the four of you in that overly-intelligent tone, fiddling with the wad of money. “If that is a smuggling ship with illegal contraband on it, it probably belongs to someone else. Someone could come looking for it. Taking it would be catastrophically stupid.”

“Right,” JJ added, taking the stolen stack of money from Pope’s hand. “But stupid things have good outcomes all the time.”

“But usually not in our case…”

“Not helping, Princess.” JJ quipped, head tilting in your direction. You took steps in his direction, smacking him upside the head and snatching the wad of cash from his hands, counting it as you spoke.

“Ouch- dammit!” He exclaimed, caressing the back of his head.

“I warned you once. Listening is fundamental.”

“We need a way on to the ship.” John B added, ignoring you both with that distant look in his eyes. “But for now we gotta lay low.”

“Right…and how exactly do we do that?” JJ inquired, leaning back in his seat.

Sharing a glance with Kie, you both looked back at the boy in front of you before speaking at the same time.

“Kegger?”

THE BONEYARD WAS CROWDED, TO SAY THE LEAST. With Kildare being such a small part of the Outer Banks, news spread quickly. The beach flooded with tourons, pogues, and kooks alike. Beer sloshing, girls dancing.

You’d all went your own sort of ways when it started to kick up — JJ chugging beer with some chick, John B chatting up another, Kie educating a group of girls, and Pope scaring off some poor girl with dead body talk. You’d just gotten off the keg, lightheaded as you stood back up the right way from where two strangers were holding your legs as everyone around you chanted, wiping the beer from your lips when Kie approached you with a snarl on her face.

“What is she doing here?” Your eyebrows pinched together, your eyes following hers to find what had her wound so tight.

It was no other than Sarah Cameron — stood on an old beach post with her loyal dog of a boyfriend, Topper, right behind her. You couldn’t help but internally groan, turning back to Kiara with an eye roll that set into an annoyed expression. 

“God, why is she everywhere?” The brown-haired girl complained as your eyes drifted across the beach, landing on the puppy-eyed friend of yours whose own eyes were fixated on the blonde near the shore. Even from feet away, you didn’t miss the glint in his eye. But there was no way JB had a thing for Sarah Cameron, right? He knew how you and Kie felt about her and he didn’t like Kooks. There was no way.

Nudging Kie’s shoulder, you spoke again. “Better question is, why is John B looking at her like that?”

Kiara’s attention drifted to John B, watching him like he was watching Sarah. A look in her eyes you couldn’t quite decipher — somewhere between disappointment and betrayal. Your own attention was pulled back to the aforementioned couple who were steadily approaching the crowd of teens.

If this were a house party, you’d shun them at the door. Unfortunately, this was public beach and nothing could be done to stop them from joining in.

THE SUN HAD GONE DOWN AND WHAT ONCE WAS A KEGGER IN FULL SWING WAS NOW A BEACH FULL OF TEENS CROWDED AROUND BONFIRE. The four of you were sitting near one another, the only one missing being JJ.

“I’m just saying, it was ninth grade guys. Maybe she’s changed.”

“Ninth grade or not, Sarah Cameron is still a bitch.” You shot at JB who was suspiciously defensive of a girl who really only knew of through his job, Kiara, and yourself. The topic of conversation kept drifting back to Sarah throughout the night, watching her frolic and gawk at the crowd of people as if she’d never been to a party before. Topper glued to her side per usual.

You all watch from the side as Topper grabbed her hand, helping her up from the log they were perched on as it seemed they finally decided to call it a night just as JJ had come back with the beers he’d went to go refill for John B and himself. 

John B stood up and approached his friend, ready to take the cup when Sarah and Topper walked by, gaining the attention of a drunk JJ Maybank who wouldn’t let them go unnoticed. If Kooks had one-hundred haters, JJ was the leader of them. If Kooks had no haters, JJ was dead. 

“Wait, Sarah!” He stopped them in their tracks. “Can I interest you in a tasty Milwaukee beverage?” He slurred. Sarah looked him up and down before politely declining the offer. You, Kie, and Pope watched the interaction silently from your places in the sand. “What? Is it not fancy enough for you?”

“We were just leaving…” She sassed, throwing her hair over her shoulder.

“Y’know what?” Topper mused. “I’ll take it. Thank you, man. ‘Preciate it.” You could tell this wasn’t a genuinely civil interaction, the remaining three of you in the sand watching from the sidelines sparing one another a weary glance.

“That’s a nice gesture, Topper, but I didn’t ask you.” JJ retorted, the smile dropping from Topper’s face quickly. John B was already attempting to step in between the two. “If you said ‘pretty please’? Maybe. But you didn’t. So…”

“Oh, pretty please?” Topper shot back unbelievably. 

JJ dismissed him, turning back to Sarah and once again offering the drink when Topper suddenly smacked the drink away, the beverage splattering all over JJ’s face. The beach of teen’s attention was suddenly pulled to the four of them in the middle of the beach as you, Kiara, and Pope stood from your spots in the sand.

JJ was quick to snatch Topper by the collar of his button-up before John B pushed him back in an effort to calm down his friend. He was speaking to JJ, words no one could hear until Topper shouted ‘dirty pogues’, stealing John B’s attention in a matter of seconds as the boy whipped around to march towards him.

John B pushed Topper’s shoulders back, the action not doing much. The three of you still standing figured it was time to step in, dispersing from your places and getting in between the four of them — mainly the three guys as Sarah stood off to the side. . 

You saw it coming before you heard the connect, Topper edging towards John B before striking him in the jaw.  “Hey!” You shouted, jogging in their direction with Kie by your side as you watched Topper kick your friend while he was down.

“Guys? Guys!” You heard Sarah shouting. 

“Don’t make me drown you like your old man, alright?!” Topper spat. If you were any further back in the crowd that all watched like this was a professional brawl, you wouldn’t have heard it.

The statement obviously struck a nerve within JB, the boy finding strength in his state of anger to get up and tackle Topper into the shallow water. You usually weren’t one to condone violence, but JB was standing his ground and Topper deserved it.

The two boys circled each other, taking turns throwing punches. The odds were in John B’s favor, until they weren’t, Topper taking the opportunity to flip him onto his back into the water. 

You couldn’t tell what was happening immediately until you finally registered what was going on. Topper had John B pinned by the back of his neck, face down into the shallow sea water.

“Topper!” Sarah shouted over and over, her whining making your fists ball.

“Sarah!” You turned to her. “Will you shut the hell up and get your psychotic boyfriend?!” All the girl could do was shoot you a mean glare, turning back to the sight in front of her and continuing her chant of Topper’s name.

“He’s drowning him.” You heard Kiara speak behind you. Your eyes scanned the beach for something, anything — landing on a thick piece of driftwood, you wasted no time in sprinting over to it, picking it up almost like a baseball bat. You could hear your three friends calling your name as you ran up behind Topper, wielding the piece of wood like a weapon, ready and fully prepared to knock his ass out with it.

You were feet away from the angry, rich blonde before JJ had beat you to it, holding a gun to the back of his head. You stopped in your tracks, the piece of wood falling to your side as your jaw went slack and your eyes wide.

“JJ!” Kiara yelled.

“Dude, chill!” Pope shouted, walking up behind his erratic friend.

“JJ! Put the gun down!” Sarah tried, finally deciding to actually step in with the rest of you. The blonde girl shouted you and Kie’s names. “Will you check your psycho friend, please?!”. You and Kie simply ignored the girl.

“We’re good! We’re good!” Topper surrendered, releasing John B’s neck from his hands. You, along with Pope and Kiara, wasted no time in rushing over to aid your friend, kneeling in the wet sand and salt water next to him as the three of you sat him up.

“Everyone listen up!” JJ continued. “Get the hell off our side of the island!” He yelled, shooting stray bullets to the sky. You flinched slightly at the unexpected, ear-ringing sound.

“JJ!” You yelled at him, louder than you had the entire night. The crowd of teens dispersing, running every which way in between the trees. You made sure Kiara and Pope could take care of your wounded friend themselves before shooting up from your crouched position and approaching JJ, snatching his shoulder back to face you before pushing his chest. “What the hell is wrong with you?! Do you have any idea what you just did?!”

“I was saving his life, okay?!”

“By firing a gun you stole?!”

JJ had no idea the trouble he’d just created and the argument didn’t go much further than that when the four of you heard a splash and turned back to find John B, who’d collapsed, unconscious, back into the water. 

“I’M CALLING IT OFF.” Was the first word said between any of you. It was the next morning and John B had called you all together at The Chateau, the five of you spread out in the yard. There was a cloud hanging over the group, a tense silence. The only noise being a ball JJ kept tossing back and forth. “Peterkin said that if I stay out of The Marsh, she’ll help with DCS.”

“And you believed her?” JJ asked as if his friend was the biggest dunce in the world. 

“Yes, I believed her, JJ, she's the Sheriff. All I have to do is stay out The Marsh for a few days and she’ll help me out.” He repeated. “It doesn’t help that your ass was the one shooting a gun!”

JJ scoffed, shaking his head side to side. “Y’know what? I should’ve let Topper drown your ass.” 

“Yeah, because Topper was really going to drown me.”

“It sure looked like it. I mean, have you looked in a mirror?” JJ shot back, leaning against a wooden post of the outdoor structure. “They always win, don’t they, man? They don’t want us in The Marsh which means there’s something valuable down there.” JJ tried to reason, eyes pleading with the rest of you. “I understand why you don’t wanna go.” He pointed at Pope. “You’re the Golden Boy, too much to risk.” Then his eyes were on Kie. “And you’re rich as fuck, anyway. Why would you bother?” She ignored him, rolling her eyes as his own blue ones landed on you. “And you? You-”

“Don’t go there, JJ.” You warned him, eyes connecting with his, a serious expression plastered all over your face. You stared at one another, a bitter exchange without words. Then, he was looking at John B.

“We got nothing nothing to lose. And I know it didn’t use to be that way for you.”

“I don’t wanna talk about this.” 

“I have plan John B, just listen,” JJ started, staring at the tense back of his best friend who wouldn't face him. “You got the key to Cameron’s big boat, right?”

“No, dude-”

“There’s scuba gear!” The blonde protested, standing right next to John B now. “We borrow that, go down to The Wreck this afternoon-” Your eyes met Kie and Pope’s as you mockingly mouthed ‘borrow’, the jab followed by an eye roll. JJ Maybank was never known to just ‘borrow’ anything. “And that’s what going to save you. You don’t see rich kids going into foster care, do you?”

“AND WE’RE SERIOUSLY LETTING JOHN B STEAL FROM THE LION’S DEN?” You questioned as the remaining four of you lounged around the boat. “I mean, what if he gets caught? I doubt Ward will just let him go.”

“He won’t get caught.” JJ exhaustedly reassured you for the millionth time as he unanchored the small motor boat from the dock.

“And how do you know that?”

“Well, judging by the lanky bandana wearing boy waddling towards us with his hands occupied by oxygen tanks, I’d say he did just fine.” Everyone’s attention was now drawn to John B, climbing one leg over the other into the boat, letting the tanks clank against the floor of the water vehicle.

You were the first to snatch them up, shooting JJ a mean glare for his sarcasm. It was only seconds before you scoffed and let your head fal back, zoning your sights in on John B. “Good job, you scored empty tanks.”

“What?” He proclaimed breathlessly, a look of sheer confusion written across his face as you continued looking at the meters on the tanks.

You held up one of them on display. “This one's a quarter-full. That’s only enough for one of us. And judging by the look on your faces, I’m going to assume I’m the only one here who knows how to dive?” They all averted their eyes. “Great.”

“It’s kind of a kook sport…” JJ mumbled. You supposed he was right but for you it was just a skill that your dad had spent years teaching you, being a professional diver himself. “Plus, how hard could it be anyway. You put the thing in your mouth and breathe.”

“Well,” Pope started. “If you come up too fast the nitrogen could enter your bloodstream and you could get the bends.” 

“The bends? Like bend over?-” JJ tried to joke before being cut off, his body in a half bent position.

“The bends kill you.” You and Pope both corrected simultaneously, both with the same amount of annoyance in your tone. Shaking your head, you stood up with the semi-full tank in hand and made your way over to Pope.

“You’re the only person I trust to help me with the math on this.” You proclaimed. The boy’s eyes widened, nearly jumping up from his feet, a notepad and pencil in his hand that seemed to almost appear out of thin air.

“Yeah, yeah, I can help,” He stammered. “The boat’s about thirty-feet down. So, at that depth, it’ll take twenty-five minutes. Which means you need to make your safety stop at about ten feet. For two minutes.”

“Got it.”

“When you’re down there,” JJ started, key in hand. “Look for the cargo hold, stick this thing inside, twist and pull-”

“I know how to use a key, JJ.” 

“I- y’know you have been very sassy today, little miss thing, and I don’t appreciate it, alright?” He started ranting in mock-offense. “That’ll be the last time I try to help you.” He muttered, pouting next to Pope. You chuckled before picking up the oxygen meter, trying to make sure you would have enough air to decompress. And you did, just barely.

“Hey,” Pope announced. “If we get caught in The Marsh, we’re basically screwed, so…”

“Is this your way of telling me to get my ass into the water?” His eyes looked around as if he were thinking deeply, a small nonchalant shoulder shrug before he was replying.

“Mmm...Basically, yeah.” You snickered at the boy before stripping down to your bikini, pulling the tank over your shoulders and the mask down over your face before jumping in. Once you were in the water, you gave one last look to your friends before letting the air fill your lungs and going completely under. 

You started to make your descent, slowly. Making your safety stop at what you estimated to be about ten feet as Pope has advised. Stopping for those two minutes before continuing to dive further down.

The water was dark, foggy, and murky — a lot different from diving in ocean water. It was like walking through an abandoned mansion with only a lighter to see. Nonetheless, your eyes landed on the cargo hold within the sunken boat. It was a small struggle trying to fit the key into the hole with the water swaying your hand in different directions but you managed after a couple tries.

Twisting and pulling as JJ had directed, the cargo holds door came up, floating gracefully to the side, revealing what was inside. A black duffel bag and even in the water, it was still decently heavy. You couldn’t waste time examining what was inside with the amount of oxygen you were running on, so you started to swim your way back up, careful not to move too fast.

Following the length of the bowline, the boat came into view the closer you got to the surface of the water. But then so did another, a slightly larger one. You stopped, squinting trying to make out whose boat it could be but it was pointless. The meter on your tank told you that you had about a minute before you were out of air. 

You waited for what felt like minutes but what had really only been about fifteen seconds. Your heart thumped out of your chest when you saw a figure standing on the edge of your friend’s boat through the water that was far too buff to be any of your friends. And you could’ve sworn it was Deputy Shoupe.

You were still but you didn’t feel still enough, as if any slight movement might make the man able to see through water. To see you. You couldn’t get caught in The Marsh. They couldn’t know Scooter’s boat was here. One wrong move and you could screw this all up. Despite your nerves, you looked frantically at the meter in your hand — fifteen seconds of air left.

And it just kept getting lower.

You were mentally screaming at whoever that figure was to get the hell out of here. Ten seconds. Then five. Four. Three. Two. One.

Zero.

You had no air left and your only option was to hold your breath and hope for the best. And maybe a little hope was all you needed because by the grace of God, the figure retreated not long before the boat was speeding away. You wasted no time in swimming towards the surface, bursting through the waves and snatching the mask off as fresh air filled your lungs.

You heard sighs of relief as your chest filled and your hearing returned to normal. 

“Don’t scare us like that!”

“Scare you?” You breathed out, treading water while looking at your four friends. “I thought I was gonna die!”

“What’d you find?” asked Pope.

“I don’t know but it’s something.” You started swimming back towards the boat, throwing the bag overhand towards JJ as you climbed up the ladder. 

“You good?” Pope questioned, concerned. “You scared the shit out of us. The cops were up here but we took care of ‘em.” So it was Shoupe, you thought as you plopped yourself down on the boat, wasting little time in shrugging the tank off of your back when you spotted another boat coming in your direction.

“Guys? Bogey, two o’clock.” You announced, breathlessly. 

“Anybody recognize it?” Pope asked, prompting collective ‘no’s’ to sound out. 

“What’re they doing here? The Marsh is closed…” John B questioned silently.

"Maybe they don't know?" You threw out.

“My vote’s on not sticking around to find out.” JJ advised, going straight for the bowline as fast as he could to unanchor the boat. John B began steering the boat before the anchor was even completely out of the water. 

“Go into The Marsh. Go.” Pope commanded firmly. At that moment, the opposing boat followed the HMS Pogue and you could’ve sworn it sped up. 

“They’re definitely following us.” Kie voiced worriedly. Looking back, there were only two men on the boat. Two faces you’d never seen in Kildare before.

“Gun it, JJ!” John B shouted. There was no doubt that you all were being followed at this point and you didn’t want to know what would happen if they caught up. Your hand was gripping the edge of the boat as it sped through the shaky waters, the small boat practically zooming past everything in sight but the two men remained on your tail. Suddenly, the man not steering the motorboat behind you pulled out something — a unmistakable object.

“Guys, get down!” Was the last thing heard and the only thing you could shout before a shot rang out in the air, a stray bullet clanking against the structure of John B’s boat but failing to puncture anything severe, everyone ducking except the boy himself. 

“John B, get down!” Another shot followed, zooming right past your head. So close and so fast that you didn’t even see it, the only sign being the sound of wind breaking next to your ear and a stinging, burning sensation at the top of it.

“Jesus!” You shouted, slouching against the inside of the boat, smooshing yourself in between Kiara and Pope. Your hand went up to hold your ear, pulling it back to reveal a small amount of blood on the tips of your fingers. You doubted you got fatally shot, it couldn’t have been anything more than graze.

“Are you okay?” Kie asked as you drifted your own eyes to meet hers, a genuine concern swimming in her gaze. Your sights roamed her face for a moment before nodding and touching your ear slightly.

“Yeah, yeah, I’ll be fine.”

Then a third shot was sounding out. “Shit!” yelled Kie, her own eyes were focused on some netting laying in the boat. You watched as she got up and grabbed the material, throwing it over the back of the boat just as the fourth, and hopefully final, shot rang out. The boat that had been following you all spun out once it the net, the trap causing their engine to fail, sending you miles ahead of them in seconds.

You all stood up and stared back at the male figures disappearing behind you, chuckles leaving you all one by one until the boat was nearly shaking with triumphant laughter. You turned to JJ, giving him a victorious double high-five.

“Oh, damn,” His smile fell as his gaze turned to the left side of your face. “Did you get hit?” He asked, his hands reaching out to trail his fingers down the length of your neck, pulling them back to reveal the red substance decorating his fingers.

“Barely. I’ll be fine.”

“You’ll have a sick scar, though.”

You scoffed at this. “A girl can only dream.”

THE SUN HAD SET BY THE TIME YOU ALL HAD REACHED THE DOCK. The four of you had all but flew off the boat and onto the wooden platform, John B rushing to unzip the duffel bag you’d retrieved, still shivering slightly from your damp state. You’d thrown your t-shirt back on at some point, using your shorts to soak up the blood from your ear which made them un-wearable.

“It’s gotta be money right?” You expressed, shaking the remaining water from your damp hair.

“That or a couple of keys with street value from the low to mid-mills.”

“Can we please just open the bag?” Pope blurted quite aggressively. The group turning to him in shock and amusement.

“Wow, Pope. That’s a… rare outburst of emotion.” John B added. 

“You guys are literally killing me with anticipation.”

“Same.” You added in your two cents. “I almost drowned for this.”

“We all almost died for this.” Pope cut in.

“Yeah, that too, I guess.” You dismissed him playfully.

John B finished unzipping the bag, revealing a metal container about the size of a human thigh. Anchoring the object between his knees, he grunted and groaned as he attempted to twist it open until it popped, allowing him to twist off the top and reveal…

“A compass?” Kie said unamused, almost disgustedly. Pope threw his hands over his head and JJ scoffed.

“Great job, everybody. We found a compass.” The blonde threw out. But John B saw something. He was looking at this object as if it meant the entire world to him, and that look prompted you to kneel next to your best friend and set a hand on his shoulder.

“What is it? What’s wrong?” You asked softly, eyes fleeting back and forth between John B’s watery gaze and the dingy compass.

“...This was my father’s.”

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[enmi-land]

⌕ ENFiNiT MEMBERS PROFiLES .. ❞

ENFINIT ❨ 엔피니트 ❩ is a sub-unit of the group ENHYPEN, a nine-member co-ed group formed on the survival program, I-LAND. It consists of the female members of the group, Kiara and Mila. They debuted on November 30th, 2020 with the song, 'Lucid Dream', their contribution to ENHYPEN's debut EP 'BORDER:DAY ONE.’

▞ › #GROUP NAME EXPLANATION﹗▞

ENHYPEN is a mix of an en dash and a hyphen that connects different words to create new meaning, members of ENHYPEN will connect, discover each other, and grow together. ENFINITis a name that combines the en dash with infinite possibilities of the group when the come together as one. Their male counterparts, ENIVERS, is a name that combines an en dash with universe, to show that they are connected by the universe they share together, even when physically apart.

▞ › #ENHYPEN FANDOM NAME﹗▞

ENGENE ❪ 엔진 ❫

▞ › #DORM ARRANGEMENTS﹗▞

❪ 1 ❫ Kiara & Mila

❪ 2 ❫ Heeseung, Jay, Sunghoon & Ni-ki

❪ 3 ❫ Jake, Sunoo & Jungwon All of the members have their own solo rooms

𖦹 ݁ ﹐KiARA ❳ ݁ ⸒ ˚

﹟ STAGE NAME ‣ Kiara ❪ 키아라 ❫ ﹟ BIRTH NAME ‣ Kiara Park ﹟ KOREAN NAME ‣ Park Kyunghee ❪ 박경희 ❫ ﹟ CHiNESE NAME ‣ Pu Kaian ❪ 朴凯安 ❫ ﹟ POSiTION ‣ Main Rapper, Vocalist, Dancer ﹟ BIRTH PLACE ‣ Somerset, New Jersey ﹟ BIRTHDAY ‣ November 7, 2001 ﹟ ZODiAC SiGN ‣ Scorpio ﹟ CHINESE ZODiAC SiGN ‣ Snake ﹟ HEiGHT ‣ 170cm ❪ 5’6” ❫ ﹟ BLOOD TYPE ‣ AB ﹟ MBTi ‣ iSTJ ﹟ NATiONALiTY ‣ Korean-American ﹟ REPRESENTATiVE EMOJi ‣ 🦁 ﹟ SOLO FANDOM NAME ‣ Kiwis ﹟ MiC COLOUR ‣ Gold ﹟ KiARA FACTS ‣

She's the oldest child and has three younger brothers

She ranked 5th on I-Land

Despite being born in America, she grew up in Seoul, South Korea

Training Period: 5 years

She started training to become an idol at 14 and was a trainee at YG for 2 years before auditioning for BigHit

Her parents are very wealthy

She has the longest training period out of everyone in the group

Education: School of Performing Arts Seoul

She is fluent in Korean, English and Japanese

Her nicknames include 'Kiki', 'Mama Bear', 'Golden Girl' (because she was good at everything), 'Ddeonghee’, ‘Music Fairy’ (Behind the Profile Shoot)

Her favourite food is Kiwis

She doesn't like growing her hair past her shoulders

In the 'One and Only' M/V, her Pokémon partner was Umbreon

According to Kiara, Jake and Jay remind her a lot of her brothers, which is why she bickers with them the most

Her closest idol friends include ITZY's Ryujin, IVE's Yujin and Gaeul, Jeon Somi and TXT's Beomgyu

When asked what made her want to be an idol, Kiara said, "I was good at it."

Of all the members, she's the tidiest and always cleans up around the dorms

Kiara doesn't like aegyo because she thinks it doesn't suit her image

Kiara's special charm is that she looks cool no matter what she does

She can have an intimidating appearance at first, but members say that her smile is surprisingly cute

She is a producer in many of Enhypen’s discography and other groups as well, hence her nickname ‘music fairy’

She is the shortest of the group

When asked why she didn’t want to be leader, she claimed she could be very strict as it is and finds it hard to express her emotions at times, so she didn’t want her members to feel like she didn’t care for them

Her biggest inspiration as an artist is RM from BTS

Her Chinese name Kaian was given to her by Mila, and means ‘quiet victory,’ which Mila believed represented Kiara the best

Charming Point: charisma, girl crush, chic visuals, cat eyes (Behind the Profile Shoot)

Likes: cat videos, sleeping in, spas, kiwifruit, short hair, RM, BTS, Enhypen, taking morning walks, songwriting and producing (Behind the Profile Shoot)

Dislikes: aegyo, mess, swimming, vegetables, people who walk too slowly, people who manspread on public transport, wearing skirts to perform (Behind the Profile Shoot)

Motto: "Do what you can do. What you can't do, do better."

Show more Kiara facts . . .

𖦹 ݁ ﹐MiLA ❳ ݁ ⸒ ˚

﹟ STAGE NAME ‣ Mila ❪ 밀라 ❫ ﹟ BIRTH NAME ‣ Milana Bai ﹟ CHiNESE NAME ‣ Bai Minglu ❪ 王明璐 ❫ ﹟ KOREAN NAME ‣ Baek Mirae ❪ 백미래 ❫ ﹟ JAPANESE NAME ‣ Shirakawa Mitsuri ❪ 白川 光璃 ❫ ﹟ POSiTION ‣ Visual, Vocalist, Dancer ﹟ BIRTH PLACE ‣ Sunshine Coast, Australia ﹟ BIRTHDAY ‣ March 31, 2003 ﹟ ZODiAC SiGN ‣ Aries ﹟ CHINESE ZODiAC SiGN ‣ Goat ﹟ HEiGHT ‣ 173 ❪ 5’7” ❫ ﹟ BLOOD TYPE ‣ O ﹟ MBTi ‣ ENFP ﹟ NATiONALiTY ‣ Chinese-Australian ﹟ REPRESENTATiVE EMOJi ‣ 🐼 ﹟ SOLO FANDOM NAME ‣ Miluvs ﹟ MiC COLOUR ‣ Pink ﹟ MiLA FACTS ‣

She was born in Sunshine Coast, Australia but moved to Shenzhen, China when she was 9 years old

She is an only child

She comes from a wealthy family

Training Period: 2 years, 1 month

She ranked 3rd in the final episode with 1,181,289 votes

She isn't a picky eater and can eat almost anything

She did competitive cheerleading for 7 years before switching to dance after a back injury

She ran away from home to pursue her dream of being an idol because her mother didn’t approve

Her nicknames are 'Princess', 'Kirby' (because she eats anything), 'Wildcard', and 'Milana Monroe' (Behind the Profile Shoot and Self-Revised Profile)

In the ‘One and Only’ MV, her Pokémon counterpart was Jigglypuff

Her Japanese name came from the name of a character in the anime Demon Slayer, which fans claim she resembles

She was called a born star by Bang-PD because of her raw talent and fast growth rate (I-Land Ep. 1)

When her grandmother took her to get a fortune-reading, she was told she would be loved by many people

Mila's grandmother is her biggest supporter and has a shelf dedicated to her achievements

Education: Shekou International School, Hanlim Multi Arts School

She ranked 7th on TC Chandler's Most Beautiful Faces of 2020

She has a 03-liner group chat with Le Sserafim's Kazuha and ITZY's Yuna

She mentioned her closets idols friends are ITZY's Yuna, IVE's Wonyoung, Le Sserafim's Kazuha and Yunjin, and Kep1er’s Xiaoting

She is currently learning about producing music from Kiara

Kiara says that Mila and Heeseung have the most raw talent in music that she’s ever seen

Specialty: stage presence, flexibility, versatility, languages, modelling, facial expressions, ending fairy

Charming Point: Pretty smile, visuals, cute laugh, bright personality, hype-woman, starry eyes (Self-Revised Profile)

Likes: Jake (x5), Sunghoon, ENHYPEN, performing, dressing up, eating, shopping, sweets, watching dramas/anime, sleeping in, reading, working out (Self-Revised Profile)

Dislikes: Horror movies, sleeping alone/with the lights off, waking up in the middle of the night, math, sports (Self-Revised Profile)

Motto: "Live each day as if it's your last"

Show more Mila facts . . .

Related: ENFINIT Discography | ENHYPEN Members Profiles | ENIVERSE Members Profiles | ENIVERSE Discography . . .

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Tenang aja mba, kita di jalan Tuhan.

Ternyata udah 2 bulan sejak ke RSCM terakhir kali.

Hari ini lebih spesial, karena banyak pengalaman pertama yang selama ini sudah kutunggu-tunggu:

Untuk pertama kalinya ketemu dr M, ahli toksikologi klinis yang udah bolak-balik ke beberapa negara dan penjuru Indonesia ngurusin kasus keracunan xenobio sintesis obat atau dari bisa makhluk hidup; waktu pandemi Covid masih tinggi hampir tiap hari ngerecokin beliau 24 jam minta arahan ruang isolasi/igd/icu yang kosong di seluruh penjuru Indonesia bantuin warga.

Ketemu dr M awalnya pengen ketemu aja sambil makan zuppa soup di kafe kesayangan Kencana, ketemunya mau catching up update kasus gagal ginjal anak, kebetulan beliau lagi ngerjain proyek tersebut juga, dan kami pengen up edukasi nya lagi

Begitu ketemu di lobi Kencana, dr M ngajakin ngunjungin pasien gagal ginjal anak yg survive, walau sudah dirawat berpekan-pekan. Update sama dr M, Agustus-Oktober saja ada 300an pasien anak yang meninggal karena gagal ginjal; tentu under-reported.

Dan pertama kalinya sejak di Salemba, akhirnya bisa menjejakkan kaki di Kiara, gedung khusus pasien anak; dari poli biasa sampai ruang operasi, PICU, ranap, dll. Gedungnya lebih dari 10 lantai dan sejak dari lobi (sama seperti bangsal pediatri di RS luar yang aku ikuti) banyak banget kartun-kartun lucu di tembok/pembatas ruangan. Untuk masuk ke Kiara selama pandemi ini susahnya minta ampun, di pintu depan pasti ada polisi/petugas yang ngecekin pengunjung; yang boleh masuk ya cuma pasien dan wali aja, dan ngga boleh banyak-banyak. Tentu aku sebagai yang cuma mau mengamati mencari motivasi ga bakal lolos masuk.

Begitu ke lantai ruang inap, langsung disambut polisi :) (karena ya ini kasusnya kan gimana ya...); nggak berhenti disitu, di lobi perawat berasa diwawancara, diulik-ulik, dikasih pesan nggak boleh ini itu dan cuma boleh ketemuan 10 menit aja sama pasien dan keluarga...

Ketemu dengan pasien anak yang hampir 4 bulan dirawat inap, dihemodialisa dan sebagainya :(

Setelah selesai kami balik lagi ke Kencana, ke kafe yang sekarang pindah di lantai 2. Ini ya pertama kalinya makan zuppa soup yang enak itu. Gimana ya, es teh aja 35.000 e, kalo beli di kantin FKG udah bisa jajanin orang sekelas.

Kemudian dr M cerita, nostalgia juga gimana dulu susahnya yang kita lakukan selama pandemi (tentu masyarakat merasa lebih kesusahan), gimana pemerintah ini jdwkjhdwquihdjk selalu bikin gemes, gimana dr M ditanyain ratusan kali sama orang CDC US tentang kasus-kasus di Indonesia yang cuma ngelaporin beberapa orang tapi nyatanya udah banyak sekali korban berjatuhan; padahal ada strategi yang lebih baik untuk menanggulangi ini daripada menyembunyikan data dan bersikap bodo amat gitu :(

Di tengah membicarakan kesedihan masyarakat dan harus mau terus bergerak walau banyak yang memusuhi, dr M bilang sambil memegang tangan, tenang aja mba, kita di jalan Tuhan kok

Tentu kami ngga lupa ngomongin progres dan challenge yang dihadapi men-wamen-mantan men kementerian kes

Dan diakhir tentu aja kami bikin rencana taktis habis ini ngapain; sebagai anak samping RSCM, waw aku merasa seperti spy :)

[nindyynyajaemin]

- tak terlihat lagi

hari yg sangat menyebalkan

Sudah lama aku tidak pernah bertemu lagi dengan rival, aku tak tau apa yg ada dipikiran dia sekarang, apa dia benar-benar pergi meninggalkan ku atau dia memiliki alasan lain? ah.. aku tak tahu pasti.

Aku melewati beberapa lorong disekolah, dimana di setiap depan kelas memiliki kesejukan yg beragam. Banyak sekali yg berlalu-lalang di area ini karena memang waktunya untuk istirahat jam pertama, banyak sekali perbincangan dari mereka, ada yg membahas tentang 'menu apa hari ini?' ada juga yg membahas tentang 'skincare yg lo pake apa?.

Aku selalu menunggu di depan kantin siapa tau aku bertemu dengan Rival, nyatanya sudah 3 minggu ini aku tak bertemu dengannya. Sampai akhirnya aku tak sengaja menangkap percakapan salah seorang anak yang lewat di depanku

"ohh si rival itu ga si? iyaa gue dulu juga deket sm dia eh ternyata dia masih gamon sama mantannya, nyesel gue"

"Hah masa iya si? bukannya dia deket ya sama kakel osis yg namanya kiara?"

Serasa dihantam seribu anak panah. mungkin sekarang aku lagi kecewa, tapi aku merasa aku juga baru berhubungan akhir2 ini, secepat itu kah aku kecewa? lagian dia bukan siapa2 ku? aku berhak apa selain mengacuhkan semua komentar negatif tentang dia.

...

" Huft.." aku menidurkan kepalaku di atas meja

"Kenapa lo ?" tanya Zalfa kepadaku

"Akhir2 ini kepikiran Rival teruss zal, Gue bingung maunya dia apa, apalagi sejak sekolah ngasih aturan yg gajelas mana ga boleh bawa hp, kan jdi susah hubungin dia"

"ohh anak itu lagi in? lo ga capek apa udh 3 minggu didiemin?"

" Baru 3 minggu doang masalahnya zal, kan kesannya kayak masih baru"

"baru sebentar?? HAH ngapain kalau gitu lo mikirin dia anjing, yg ada sia-sia kan lo. Kata lo juga baru bentar"

"Bukan gitu maksudnya sayangku, gue khawatir aja dia udh makan blum ya, dia skrng ngapain ya. GITU DODOL"

"Yaudah nanti pas pulang chat aja, ini juga bentar lagi udh pulang kan"

"Gitu ya"

" iyalah. udah mending lo kerjain tugas lo deh ditunggu bu nilam di ruang guru noh"

Percakapan itu berakhir, aku beranjak untuk menyelesaikan tugas dan mengumpulkannya di ruang guru.

[ahmadpakpahan]

Aamiin Paling Serius

Di titik tertentu aku ingin suaraku tidak didengar siapapun, aku ingin tulisanku tidak dibaca siapapun dan wujudku tidak dilihat di medsos manapun. Diwaktu-waktu seperti ini aku sering tertidur di atas sejadah usai bersuara, menulis dan menampakkan wujudku dalam do'a di hadapan-Nya.

Diwaktu jeda seperti ini sering kugunakan untukk mengenal diri sendiri sekali lagi, sesuatu yang jarang kulakukan diwaktu-waktu yang lain dan ternyata kalau dipikir-pikir mengenal diri sendiri butuh waktu dan daya lebih dibanding mengenal orang-orang di luar diri sendiri.

Semisal menerima kalau dalam banyak kejadian, diri sendiri ternyata butuh babak belur dulu hannya untuk mengenal satu bagian dari diri, hati misalnya. Tidak semua orang betul-betul berjalan di bumi dengan mengenal dirinya secara utuh. Dari sini saja aku belajar tiga hal, tidak selalu semuanya berjalan sesuai rencana kita bukan. Dunia ini takkan berubah untukku. Kalau begitu biar aku saja yg berubah jika kebaikanlah yang menantiku sesudah upaya-upaya itu.

Bukankah Dia begitu baik, demi mengenalkan satu bagian diri bernama hati secara utuh, ia gerakkan semua hal untuk membuat riuh isi kepala dan gemuruh seruang dada lalu menenangkannya setenang-tenangnya ketika kita tersadar bahwa itu bahasa romantis-Nya dalam bentuk yang berbeda dari bahasa romantis kita para hamba. Jika tidak demikian, mungkin aku tidak akan serius bersyukur atas ketenangan itu sendiri.

Nasihat seorang teman yang kusimpan rapat-rapat selama tiga bulan. "Sabar itu sebuah keharusan, tapi boleh dipilih bentuknya. Dan jika kita gagal dalam berjuang, mungkin keberhasilan kita saat merelakan".

Beberapa minggu ini aku senang sekali bisa menggendong bayi cantik bernama Kiara. Bayi lucu yang hari lahirnya sama dengan hari tulisan ini dibuat.

21.18 | 4 Maret 2020 | Alasan kenapa selalu ingat tanggal lahir Kiara

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Karena Aku Adalah Lelaki

Serayu ~ Kiara Condong, 01.03 WIB

Aku setengah terbangun, mendengar suara berisik diantara decitan rel.

"Eh ayo atuh cepetan! Ini teh keretanya sudah mau jalan lagi. Udah sebisanya aja, sisanya ditaro di bawah bangku aja".

Sambil setengah sadar ku lihat seorang wanita sedang kebingungan, melihat ke arah tempat bagasi yang penuh.

Entah kenapa aku merasa dia melihat ke arahku, menatap mataku begitu dalam. Aku yang setengah sadar sontak berkata,

"Oh iya mba, disimpan diatas sini saja. Biar tasku yg aku turunin. Susah juga to nanti duduknya kalo kebanyakan barang bawaan mah"

Wanita itu tersenyum sambil menganggukan kepalanya.

Lalu aku akupun mengambil dan mengangkat kopernya ke bagasi. Ternyata kopernya berat sekali, aku berkali-kali mengangkatnya tapi tetap tidak bisa. Aku tidak punya cukup tenaga.

Wanita itu tersenyum lalu berkata,

"A, kalo gak kuat gak apa-apa. Biar kopernya saya simpan dibawah kursi saja".

Dan akupun tersipu malu, ditengah ekspresi rekan-rekannya yang menahan tawa.

"Oh tidak, aku ini seorang lelaki, bagaimana mungkin aku bisa sekonyol ini?" Gumamku dalam hati

[suaraperempuan-blog]

Jurnal Bandung

Tepat seminggu yg lalu, aku dan setumpuk rindu meniatkan bertamu ke sebuah kota, Bandung namanya. Kali kedua bisa bersua kembali dengan hangatnya kota ini. Di tengah hiruk pikuk padatnya penghuni, aku menyelinap diam-diam. Dengan kereta Malabar, kedatanganku diantar, sendirian tanpa mengajak seorang kawan. Sebab, saat itu menjelang peringatan hari lahir yang sedianya hanya ingin diperingati oleh hal-hal kecil. Menghilang barang sehari dari semua urusan, seperti itulah ulang tahun bagiku. Untung kedua orangtuaku tak pernah mempermasalahkannya.

Sesampai di stasiun kiara condong, langkah kaki dimantabkan kembali, bahwasanya tiga hari di sini sendiri bukan suatu hal yang perlu di takuti. Kusempatkan kunjungan pertama menuju pasar buku palasari, menggunakan jasa ojek online, aku menyusuri kota kembang dengan sumringah. Masuk ke area pertokoan yang terhampar, mataku menggilai pemandangan berbagai buku tertumpuk dengan rapi. Sesekali bertanya kepada penjual mengenai salah satu buku yang kucari, akhirnya saling dipertemukan di sebuah toko kecil di tengah ruko-ruko. Gilanya, penjual buku menawarkan diskon. Ya, sedikit khilaf untuk mengasuh tiga buku sekaligus. Buku karya Bung Fiersa, dan Mas Syahiid Muhammad jadi incaranku. Usai dirasa cukup, dan ingin membeli lagi tapi ternyata bukan karya orisinil akhirnya akupun memutuskan untuk berjalan menyebrang, duduk di sebuah halte.

Terlihat ada anak-anak usai pulang sekolah nikmat berbicara, entah apa yang dibahas, seru sekali jika dilihat dari raut wajahnya. Duduk pula di halte dua lelaki dewasa, sepertinya sepulang bekerja, membicarakan kesibukannya sedari pagi. Telingaku menangkap sayup-sayup rasa letih di dalam bahasan mereka berdua, sembari membuka bungkus buku. Kucium baunya dengan antusias, aroma buku baru yang khas.

Setelah pukul 15:00, kuputuskan untuk check in menuju penginapan. Beristirahat dan meletakkan barang bawaan satu persatu, menyambut esok hari pertambahan umur menjadi dua puluh satu. Hari pertama memang kurencanakan untuk memulihkan semangat sekaligus tenaga, untungnya Bandung malam itu hujan. Menambah nikmat istirahatku. Setelah semua dirasa bersih dan tertata, aku mulai membuka lembar demi lembar buku yg kubawa sengaja dari rumah, pikirku penghilang jenuh di perjalanan begitu. Ditemani buku sembari sebuah gawai di sebelah tubuhku, aku tertidur pulas hingga suara adzan subuh membangunkanku. Kutengok layar gawai, tak ada satupun pesan kuterima. Di jarak tertentu, ada seseorang kunanti untuk menanyakan kabar saat ini. Tetapi, entah dengan kesibukan apa ia enggan mengirim pesan.

Hari kedua, dimulai dengan perjalanan menuju jalan Asia Afrika. Lagi-lagi sendiri, turun di depan Masjid Raya Bandung di pintu bagian selatan. Terlihat para petugas kebersihan dan muda-mudi bahu membahu membersihkan area aloon-aloon. Semua tampak bahagia, hingga memasuki area depan masjid yang dipenuhi para pengunjung. Banyak gawai sekaligus kamera tercanggih dipersiapkan untuk merangkai momen. Tak kalah juga, aku mencoba memotret satu demi satu keindahan yang tempat ini tawarkan. Selepas semua dirasa cukup, aku berjalan menyusuri jalan Asia Afrika dan melihat gedung merdeka dan jajarannya yg berdiri kokoh. Mendung dan gerimis tiba-tiba datang tanpa kompromi, membuat rintik-rintik basah di baju. Semua orang menyelamatkan diri sari guyuran hujan dengan menepi ke tempat yang teduh. Momentum ini akhirnya mempertemukanku dengan bapak berusia lanjut yang kebetulan juga meneduh. Sembari mengobrol hilir mudik, hujan reda. Aku bergegas menuju pasar baru, rencana akan membeli oleh-oleh. Namun sesampainya disana, aku justru bingung akan membeli apa, semua orang menggunakan bahasa sunda sedang sepatah dua patah katapun aku tak paham. Oleh-oleh tak jadi di dapat, akhirnya aku kembali menuju penginapan.

Penginapanku harus berpindah dikarenakan telat memesan untuk menambah jadwal yang rencana hanya satu hari menjadi dua hari. Sayangnya waktu check out dan check in yang tak bersamaan membuatku harus terdampar menunggu selama dua jam. Di Taman Lansia, tempat di mana aku menunggu pukul dua tiba. Sembari memakan roti dengan saus sambal, akhirnya waktu check in tiba. Sore hari tak ada agenda untuk kemana-mana, cukup berdiam di kamar sembari menikmati teh hangat.

Malamnya, aku berjanjian dengan seseorang untuk bertemu. Salah satu kakak tingkat sewaktu SMP. Kebetulan ia bekerja di Bandung hampir satu tahun, sebuah rumah makan di jalan Braga jadi pilihan pertemuan kami. Dari lagu Bung Fiersa - Bandung, Braga persis digambarkan dengan adanya para pelukis jalanan, bar sekaligus kafe di kanan kiri jalan menyuarakan berbagai genre musik. Kursi yang disediakan terisi penuh oleh berbagai kalangan, bisa dibilang cukup ramai dan padat. Sebab sepanjang jalan Braga kemacetan tak bisa dihindari. Klakson terus dibunyikan oleh mereka yang tak sabar, sembari berjalan aku menatap mereka satu persatu. Hingga kakiku berhenti melangkah karena rumah makan yang kutuju sudah di depan mata.

Seorang lelaki duduk di lantai dua, sedang memegang menu makan, aku datang. Berjabat tangan, saling berkenalan hingga memesan makanan. Semua berjalan lancar, percakapan dirangkai dari berbagai topik, mulai dari kisah hidup hingga bercerita tentang Bandung. Arloji jam yang ia kenakan sudah menunjukkan pukul 22.30, saatnya pulang. Ia mengantarkanku dengan selamat dengan diiringi percakapan hangat sewaktu di perjalanan. Sapa pamit kusampaikan, semoga lain waktu masih berkesempatan bertemu. Malamnya, kubuka gawai dan menemukan satu kontak yg dari kemarin hari kutunggu.

Mengucapkan selamat dengan kata-katanya yang pendek, setidaknya sudah membuat lega perasaan. Tak panjang apa yang kami bahas, sepertinya ia sedang tak minat untuk mengatakan apapun, cukup bilang hati-hati. Ya sudah, aku pilih diam. Tak ada hak lebih untuk memaksanya mendengarkan kisahku selama disini, apa boleh buat. Esoknya, di tengah kehangatan kamar yang terus ingin mengurungku membuat hari terakhir di Bandung terasa begitu cepat. Bangun, membersihkan diri lalu check out di awal agar nanti saat pulang tak harus bolak-balik kemari. Setelah menitipkan koper dan barang bawaan di salah satu adik tingkat dari Blitar. Museum geologi jadi tujuan pertamaku, dikarenakan akhir pekan. Banyak pengunjung di dominasi anak usia sekolah. Memasuki museum geologi dengan memneli tiket seharga 2000 rupiah untuk pelajar ataupun mahasiswa. Museum ini terbagi menjadi dua lantai, lantai dasar berisi mengenai macam-macam bebatuan. Sedang lantai dua berisi peradaban manusia dan hewan di dunia.

Dirasa cukup, Cihampelas jadi tujuan kedua. Berjalan menyusuri panjangnya ruko di lantai dua. Mendapatkan cindera mata lalu turun, di bawah kulangkahkan kaki menuju pusat oleh-oleh. Setelah semua didapat. Waktu dhuhur telah tiba, mencari masjid terdekat. Di Masjid Cipaganti kurebahkan segala lelah di kaki, sembari mengabari orang rumah bahwa esok aku pulang. Waktu kepulanganpun tiba, dengan terburu-buru aku menuju stasiun. Berpamitan dengan kota Bandung secara sepihak, hingga membuat rasa sesak dan sedikit isak. Lagu Bung Fiersa yang berjudul Bandung berdendang di kedua telinga, saat aku duduk di dalam gerbong kereta. Lantas kusampaikan : Bandung, semoga di waktu yang dekat kita bisa dipertemukan kembali. Nuhun.

[lung-worm2023]

YOUNG GEMS TETOCU AU MAIN CAST IN GACHA WITH EDITS-

Here’s their names in order of the photos.

Yg!Ash,

Yg!George,

Yg!Harold,

Yg!Melvin,

Yg!Erica,

Yg!Kiara.

[theyounglusts]

GET TO KNOW MORE ABOUT THE YOUNG LUSTS : PHILE AND PHILOS, THE INTERVIEW.

HANAN.

1. Bagaimana perasaan kalian setelah verif bersama PHILE?

Perasaan habis verifan ya? Ini sih paling utama seneng banget karena akhirnya punya keluarga baru. Akhirnya ga berdua doang sama Mona, ada philes yang mewarnai hari hariku jiakh. Tapi ada perasaan khawatir,juga takut kita gak sesuai sama ekspektasi kalian, dan takut susah buat nyatuin kalian karena banyaknya jumlah philes ini. Tapi kita bersyukur karena philes beneran se-ramah itu semua dan gampang berbaur seenggaknya khawatir kita berkurang gitu. Maaf jadi curhat dikit. Intinya sehabis verifan perasaan kita banyak senengnya apalagi ketemu sama philes yang lucu lucu dan banyak tingkah.

2. Bagaimana persiapan kalian sebelum membangun The Young Lust.

Kita pas coba bangun tyl ini tuh ya kek biasa sih, siapin dulu konsepnya, sama bagi tugas biar semua nya tertata rapih gitu gak nanya ini tugas siapa itu tugas siapa. Terus, sebelum bangun ini oa yang paling penting, kita harus siapin akun sama akun cadangan lain, terus juga perkiraan yang matang buat deadline sebelum verifan, misal kaya drop timetable, reveal ct, etc.

MONA.

1. Bagaimana perasaan kalian setelah verif bersama Phile?

Awalnya agak takut karena jujur aja takut gak sesuai ekspektasi kalian apalagi kita gak nyangka oa bakalan serame itu sebelum verif, Yang kedua takut campur seneng sih akhirnya punya anak anak yang bisa kita rangkul jadi keluarga. Apalagi phile itu lucu lucu, kita sih berharapnya semoga phile bisa deket sama kita dan deket sama phile lainnya sampe cd sampe terus sampe nenek kakek.

2. Bagaimana persiapan kalian sebelum membangun The Young Lust.

Agak sedikit riweh ya, tapi untungnya Hanan dan Mona suka satu pendapat jadi kita bisa siapin semua dengan efisien, sat set sat set, langsung jadi. Dan pastinya semua kita pertimbangin untuk kedekatan dan kenyamanan para Philes.

AUBRIELLE DAISY CATHARINE.

Q: boleh tau gak gimana rasanya event dari kemarin? boleh ceritain pengalaman seru kamu sampe hari ini bersama eventnya The Young Lust?

overall seruuuu, aku seneng deh gamenya dari kemarin engga cepet cepetan gitu loh. jadi semuanya dapet poin rata kaya tadi. kalau cepet cepetan biasanya kan cuma satu doang yg menonjol soalnya tinggal diatas tower kan ;( apa yah... seru sih main game relay tadi cuma bener bener harus mantau gdm kan biar bisa tau gilirannya. trus seru soalnya event ku disemangatin ma ayang🥰

Q: oke... kalau kesan setelah join The Young Lust apa nih? kayak ada ngerasa sesuatu yang gimanaaa gitu gak? :3

GAAADA, cuma jujur kaya belum approach semua anak anaknya gitu loh. tadi pas beberapa lewat tl juga kaya "oh iya di TYL kan ada RP ini kok aku jarang ngobrol ya" gitu tapi ya wajar baru seminggu juga sih. semoga next time bisa lebih sering jbjb lagi

Q: mmm gitu yah... terakhir nih... boleh gak, sampein pesan apa aja untuk The Young Lust kedepannya? boleh untuk philes dan philos, atau dua duanya. 💗

Buat philooos makasih udah verif aku jadi anakmu, aku akan berusaha buat ga siasiain slot yang udah dikasih sama aku ini :3

KIARA LIVY JACQUELINE.

Q: boleh tau gak gimana rasanya event dari kemarin? boleh ceritain pengalaman seru kamu sampe hari ini bersama eventnya The Young Lust?

Rasanya, aneh. INI BUKAN TANGGAPAN NEGATIIFF. di baca dulu baru komen! Aneh soalnya aku baru balik dari long hiatus, terus tiba-tiba jadi budak OA, event, kaya KAGOK BANGEEET. ✌🏻😣✌🏻 Tapi seneng, jadi bisa ngerasain lagi rasanya event begini, sama new friends new OA. Event hari kemarin lebih santai, tapi aku suka karena simple dan gak susah, makasih eventnya sat set sat set kecuali MORSE. 😠 kalau sekarang seru juga soalnya makin bisa deket ke sesama penghuni TYL lainnya secara kelompok, melatih otak kopongku untuk kreatif ✌🏻😣✌🏻

Q: oke... kalau kesan setelah join The Young Lust apa nih? kayak ada ngerasa sesuatu yang gimanaaa gitu gak? :3

Kesannya terharu soalnya ini #tmi banget aku setahun ketolak OA mulu ✌🏻🥺✌🏻jujur enih aku gak bohong terharu pol sama kamu, mau cium HaMon tapi takut tambah dewasa. TERUUUSSS. ngerasa penghuninya pada baik-baik banget deh sumpah kalian lucu-lucu banget dan seneng bisa ngobrol sama kalian. Semoga makin deket ke semua member deh soalnya aku sayang kalian ✌🏻🥺✌🏻

Q: mmm gitu yah... terakhir nih... boleh gak, sampein pesan apa aja untuk The Young Lust kedepannya? boleh untuk philes dan philos, atau dua duanya. 💗Philos thank you udah nerima aku jadi bagian kalian ini real seneng ✌🏻😣✌🏻aku ngetik pendek aje ye soalnya panjangnya nanti aja pas cd ahaha #pain intinya jangan kecapekan, istirahat yang banyak, makasih best CT. Untuk PHILES SAYANG KALIAN MWAAAAH. semoga makin lebih dekat lagi

MILES ARATTAN.

Q: boleh tau gak gimana rasanya event dari kemarin? boleh ceritain pengalaman seru kamu sampe hari ini bersama eventnya The Young Lust? SERU YA. karna ini event pertama di TYL jadi gue excited dahkkk. anak anaknya juga lada seru jadi bikin gue lebih semangat maennya. apalagi ct yang bisa menghandle anak anaknya yg gjls nie👊🏻👊🏻🚶🏻🚶🏻🚶🏻. interaksi antar orang juga lancar lancar aja sejauh mata gue memandang, ga ada yang gimana gimana apalagi hal yg ga mengenakkan. jdi kesimpulnnya adalah. gue sangat menikmati event nie,,,,

Q: oke... kalau kesan setelah join The Young Lust apa nih? kayak ada ngerasa sesuatu yang gimanaaa gitu gak? :3

ngerasa gue banyak teman :((( terharuu, temen ngobrol gue banyak walapun gasemuanya deket sama gue (deket dalam artian sering interaksi) gue lebih ngerasa hidup gue berwarna *alay tapi #real*

Q: mmm gitu yah... terakhir nih... boleh gak, sampein pesan apa aja untuk The Young Lust kedepannya? boleh untuk philes dan philos, atau dua duanya. 💗

semoga kedepannya semua member masih saling kenal juga komunikasi ya harapan gue.. gue sedih soalnya kl dulu deket tbtb kya engga kenal. untuk theyounglust semoga jadi oa yang dikenal LEGEND 👊🏻😎 sama orang orang hehe. untuk philos dan philes, semoga kalian sehat selalu dan jangan lupakan gue kedepannya👏

ALE SAKYA DANENDRA.

Q: boleh tau gak gimana rasanya event dari kemarin? boleh ceritain pengalaman seru kamu sampe hari ini bersama eventnya The Young Lust?

aduh malu dah. intinya seru sih. terus gue juga berkesempatan jadi ketua, jadi ya sebisa mungkin gue banyak ngehandle dan ngasih arahan gitu buat team gue. terus team gue juga kece banget, soalnya mereka sama antusiasnya.. ditambah mereka kerja semua, jadi gue ngerasa dibantu juga. so far seru.

Q: oke... kalau kesan setelah join The Young Lust apa nih? kayak ada ngerasa sesuatu yang gimanaaa gitu gak? :3

gak ada. tapi gue sering dibilang sama temen gue kalo gue rp famous. soalnya keverif oa famous. tapi bercandaan doang sih wkwkwk. selebihnya gue enjoy aja, soalnya anak-anaknya juga seru.

Q: mmm gitu yah... terakhir nih... boleh gak, sampein pesan apa aja untuk The Young Lust kedepannya? boleh untuk philes dan philos, atau dua duanya. 💗

untuk TYL dulu deh ya, pesannya.. makasih udah mau nerima gue. gue dulu gak expect bakal keverif karena jalur nekat, tapi makasih banget gue udah dijadiin bagian dari kalian. semoga gue bisa betah terus sampe ntar hehe

buat kalian philes philos, makasih udah jadi temen baru gue. semoga kita temenan terus sampe kapanpun, makasih juga udah banyak hibur gue wkwkw.

[ysnfdz24]

I had to start post new story here at new tumblr.

Hello!

Here i am, back again to tell some stories.

13 Februari 2022

Alhamdulillah, aku lagi bahagia dengan lovelife ku. Setelah tahun 2021 kemarin bener bener crazy buatku. Di tahun 2022 dimulai dengan niatan menjadi lebih baik lagi, alhamdulillah dipertemukan dengan seseorang yang fit with me so well. Mengingatnya sangat membuatku terharu.

Nama dia, Fahmi.

Kita kenalan melalui aplikasi dating (tinder), obrolan pertamanya adalah tentang kucing. He really taught me about the cats.

Lalu pindah ke telegram dengan alasan mau kirim foto kucingnya dia, namanya Buggy.

Awalnya aku masih berpikir sepertinya enak ni jadi temen. Ngga ada kepikiran untuk menjadi loveydovey sama dia.

Chatnya setiap hari intensive. Ngga terlalu chat an setiap detik, tapi setiap malam sebelum tidur, bercerita dulu lalu tidur.

One day, kita memutuskan untuk bertemu nih setelah menunggu aku urusan dokter giginya selesai, baru bisa bertemu kita. Btw rumah dia di Cibiru, dan rumahku tinggal di Cipageran. Ujung ke ujung. Hari Sabtu tanggal 29 Januari 2022. Dia ngajak ke tempat yg namanya Kala Cemara, di Green Forest. Ya kebetulan cukup dekat dengan rumahku.

Datanglah dia dari Kantor langsung ke rumahku, jemput aku. Ketemu ibuku. Lalu berangkatlah kita, dengan vespa kebanggannya. Rasanya seperti nostalgia, karena masa kecilku pun ada kenangan dengan vespa. Entah kenapa dijalan pun rasanya langsung nyambung bgt, ngga ada kaku kaku. He know how to melt the conversation.

Pas dijalan pulang. Aku ngerasa happy banget. (Ini ngetiknya sambil meneteskan air mata gini, terharu udah lama ga happy dengan seseorang). Pas sampai rumah, dia ketemu ayahku, ngobrol sedikit juga, mungkin krn udah malam juga, dan jujur ayahku emang kyk blm terbiasa buat ngobrol sama pasangan dari anaknya hehehe.

Singkat cerita, chat nya semakin intense and feel like more than just a friend. Spark with love but dibalut dengan kehangatan kenyamanan seperti temen tanpa kecanggungan gitu lah pokonya.

Terus minggu depannya ketemu lagi, ketemu ditengah gitu krn aku ngajakin ke Kiara Artha Park pagi2. Aku dianterin ayahku ke antapani, lalu dia jemput, dia pamitan ama ayahku. Lalu cusssss ke kiara artha park. Disitu aku merasakan lebih enjoy lagi dari pas pertama ketemu. Rasanya akutu kyk pgn nempel aja terus ama dia. Terus ada waktu dimana dia ngerangkul aku. Aku degdegan hehehehehehehehehehe tapi senengggg heheheheehhehe tapi malu juga. Keliling keliling situ ampe siang, lalu makan sushi, lalu nongkrong di cimbeuleuit, disitu ga kerasa bangetttt ngobrolll, asik banget, aku sejujurnya ga pernah betah dengerin orang cerita, tapi pas dia cerita rasanya seneng aja gitu. Meski dia menceritakan pengalaman dia tentang cewek2 yang ketemu di tinder itu aku juga ga ada rasa sebel, i found it so fun to hear gituuuu. Lalu kita akhiri malam dengan makan ramen di Sai Ramen. Karena waiting list juga, dan energy ku berasa dah drained, si jiwa rebahan, seharian keluar mah gitu ya wkwk tapi capenya juga happy gitu. Aku nyenderin kepala ke bahunya dia. Rasanya tenang banget. Eh terus dia foto fotoin pas aku nyender gitu. Ohiya diatuh capture everything gitu orangnya. Bagus banget untuk aku yang suka lupa, tapi aku juga ingin punya kenangannya gitu. Aku ngerasa aku di appreciate bgt sama dia, dengan dia selalu fotoin aku, fotoin kita berdua.

[dvdvdv]

Asli Orang Banten tapi baru kali ini ke Ujung Kulon😄 . . Explore Pulau Peucang dan Sekitarnya, Bermalam juga di Pulau Peucang 1 Malam . . Pulau Peucang khusus buat Wisatawan Menginap, bukan Pulau dengan Penduduk Tetap . . Banyak sekali Hewan Liar yg Berkeliaran seperti Rusa, Babi Hutan, Monyet dan Biawak yg berada 1 area dengan tempat Menginap, jadi pas jalan Hati - Hati aja kalau tiba - tiba ada di samping Kita wkwk . . Listrik hanya ada jam 6 Malam sampai jam 6 Pagi aja, Signal HP-pun sulit buat Internet an . . Di Belakang Penginapan ada Pohon Kiara yg sudah berusia se-Abad, Pohon Kiara ini merupakan Pohon Parasit karena Akarnya melilit Pohon Lain sampai banyak sekali😅 (at Taman Nasional Ujung Kulon - Pulau Peucang) https://www.instagram.com/p/CZyvb-jFaB4/?utm_medium=tumblr

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DID I JUST SEE YUNG MIAMI AROUND THE CORNER? WAIT, NO. THAT’S KIARA WHITAKER, SORRY FOR THE MIXUP. PEOPLE ALWAYS SAY SHE LOOKS LIKE HER FROM AFAR! FROM WHAT THE BLOCK SAYS, SHE CAN BE REALLY POSSESSIVE BUT ALSO PASSIONATE.

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𝟣𝟫/𝟢𝟤/𝟤𝟢𝟣𝟪

(06.30 am)

pagi ini aku diantar oleh bunda, seperti biasa pagi2 selalu heboh karena apa yg diperlukan selalu disiapkan mepet waktu. di perjalanan menuju sekolah bunda dan aku berbincang perihal hari2 yg dialami aku dan bunda setiap hari selalu begitu, heran bukan? kenapa nggak di rumah aja? , aku dan bunda mempunyai prinsip kalau aku dan bunda memiliki cerita masing-masing lebih baik ceritanya di luar rumah , katanya si sekalian healing. pagi ini terasa lebih dingin dari biasanya ,mungkin semalam turun hujan mangkanya pagi ini terasa sejuk. saat masuk area sekolah aku bersalaman dengan guruku karena mereka terpampang jelas didepan gerbang pintu, ku beranjak masuk untuk kekelas.

" INDIIIIIIII!!! lo jujur ya semalem lo kemana yaa anjingggg" teriakan Zalfa itu terdengar sampai luar kelas.

"Heh anjing kecilin suara lo bangke" Lea memberi pukulan kecil kepada Zalfa. Aku pun hanya membalas dengan bisikan kecil kepada mereka "emang kenapa kalau gue jalan bareng rival" . mereka terkejut dan mungkin tatatapan kepadaku seolah2 bertanya tanya. mungkin mereka terkejut dengan postingan malam itu karena itu terasa tiba-tiba.

"gue gapapa si sebenernya lo keluar gitu sama si siapa itu irval kek ripan kek tp ya ngomong2 dong di grup biar kita ga keget ya asem" ucap lea kepadaku.

omong2 Lea dan Zalfa adalah teman kelasku yg dekat denganku, selain tiwi mereka adalah moodboosterku, mereka benar2 penyelamatku pas awal MPLS.

"Tp bukannya dia itu anak osis ya? denger2 di osis ada kakel cantik banget namanya kiara, lo ga takut apa?" , pertanyaan yg dilontarkan oleh zalfa itu menuai atensiku 'siapa? kok gue ga pernah denger? ah sialan bikin ovt saja'

Sejak saat itu aku berlagak layaknya stalker yg mencari informasi seputar 'Kiara' itu di Sosmed. sungguh mungkin ini yg dikatakan bidadari turun dari surga? , 'ciptaan Tuhan memang luar biasa tapi kalau yg kayak gini sih bikin insecure' Batinku

"Hee, ngelamuni opo to awkmu ki?" (Hee, kamu lagi ngelamunin apa?)

"Ha? oh.. oraa nyapo2 beb, mek kepikiran ae" (Ha? oh.. ngga kok aku ngga ngapa2in, cuman kepikiran aja) ku tersadar dari lamunan itu dan ku bereskan semua buku yg membuatku makin muak melihatnya, rasanya pikiran mau pecah kalau melihat buku di meja apalagi buku matematika.

"pikiran nyapo? maeng seng diomongno zalfa ta?pi-" (kepikiran apa? apa yg diomongin zalfa tadi? ken-)

" Gue cantik gak?" tanyaku secara tiba2 dan memotong pembicaraanku dengan Lea

" yailah gue kira apaan ndi, yo semua orang perempuan itu cantik ndi. insecure lo sama kak kiara?"

"Hah??.. kok lo tau si le?"

"Ndi , Sebenernya masalah ini udh Booming dimana2 dan jalan permasalahannya udh banyak. ngehargain perasaan Lo, Ngehargain diri sendiri. Lo ga boleh takut ya ndi?" . Jawabnya sambil menarik mematikan dalam dekapannya.