92' liner, June 6th is the day to be celebrated. Kim Hyuna. Debuted with Wonder Girls, but later found my own place and home as one fifth of 4Minute, one half of Troublemaker, and one full solo.
“119-” [ ‘quick she took her to phone and dialed; ] “I’ve got a stalker, ye- I feel threathened. He’s weird and keeps calling me Kevin.” [ ‘pause; ] “My names Hyuna.”
He was a good distance away before he looked back to see her huffing and puffing, seemingly given up the chase. “I’ll only come back if you promise to not hurt me!” Shouting to her, he smiled nervously at the people passing by. The sight of him running from a woman far smaller than him must’ve been laugh worthy. Her little hands were much more deadly than they looked. “I’ll buy three whole packs if that ensures my safety!” He was a man of his word– although he wasn’t sure if she was a woman of hers so at the moment keeping his distance was his best option. “I’m sorry ok– your friend said I could have the rest!! If I knew they were yours, I wouldn’t have touched them!!”
Hands rested on her slim waist, her chest heaved. You’d think she’d be in better shape than this, but she was a dancer. Running wasn’t in her blood. As she looked at him from behind strands of her hair, she huffed. “Okay, fine. I promise I won’t hurt you. Plus I don’t think I could if I wanted.” Taking her hand off her waist, she waved dismissively. Glancing around the area, she looked at least a little sheepish considering they were both shouting at each other from across the way and that was actually pretty embarrassing. “Will you stop shouting at me and just get over here- okay okay! Three packs, it’s a deal. I won’t hurt you.” By this time, she had caught her breath and offered out her pinky finger, a childish form of a promise. “I’m offering a pinky promise for your safety, and also, remind me to kick my friends booty for saying that you could touch my oreos.”
To be honest, the woman seemed entire ill-amused by his booking it out of the area almost immediately after she asked the question. A huff passed her lips, with a fine line forming across her mouth before she took off after him almost there after. Thankfully, she had decided that tennis shoes would be part of her wardrobe for the day. “No! Come back here right now. I want my missing oreos back! You can’t just leave me hanging- You have longer legs than me, stop running!” By the end of her words, she was beginning to run out of breath and there was no way to catch up with him.
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I had everything
Opportunities for eternity
And I could belong to the night
Your eyes, your eyes
I can see in your eyes
Your eyes
You make me wanna die
I'll never be good enough
You make me wanna die
And everything you love will burn up in the light
Every time I look inside your eyes
You make me wanna die