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THROUGH A RAPIST’S EYES” (PLS TAKE TIME TO READ THIS. It may save a life, It may save your life.)

An Article from Neena Susan Thomas

“Through a rapist’s eyes. A group of rapists and date rapists in prison were interview…ed on what they look for in a potential victim and here are some interesting facts:

1] The first thing men look for in a potential victim is hairstyle. They are most likely to go after a woman with a ponytail, bun! , braid, or other hairstyle that can easily be grabbed. They are also likely to go after a woman with long hair. Women with short hair are not common targets.

2] The second thing men look for is clothing. They will look for women who’s clothing is easy to remove quickly. Many of them carry scissors around to cut clothing.

3] They also look for women using their cell phone, searching through their purse or doing other activities while walking because they are off guard and can be easily overpowered.

4] The number one place women are abducted from / attacked at is grocery store parking lots.

5] Number two is office parking lots/garages.

6] Number three is public restrooms.

7] The thing about these men is that they are looking to grab a woman and quickly move her to a second location where they don’t have to worry about getting caught.

8] If you put up any kind of a fight at all, they get discouraged because it only takes a minute or two for them to realize that going after you isn’t worth it because it will be time-consuming.

9] These men said they would not pick on women who have umbrellas,or other similar objects that can be used from a distance, in their hands.

10] Keys are not a deterrent because you have to get really close to the attacker to use them as a weapon. So, the idea is to convince these guys you’re not worth it.

POINTS THAT WE SHOULD REMEMBER:

1] If someone is following behind you on a street or in a garage or with you in an elevator or stairwell, look them in the face and ask them a question, like what time is it, or make general small talk: can’t believe it is so cold out here, we’re in for a bad winter. Now that you’ve seen their faces and could identify them in a line- up, you lose appeal as a target.

2] If someone is coming toward you, hold out your hands in front of you and yell Stop or Stay back! Most of the rapists this man talked to said they’d leave a woman alone if she yelled or showed that she would not be afraid to fight back. Again, they are looking for an EASY target.

3] If you carry pepper spray (this instructor was a huge advocate of it and carries it with him wherever he goes,) yelling I HAVE PEPPER SPRAY and holding it out will be a deterrent.

4] If someone grabs you, you can’t beat them with strength but you can do it by outsmarting them. If you are grabbed around the waist from behind, pinch the attacker either under the arm between the elbow and armpit or in the upper inner thigh – HARD. One woman in a class this guy taught told him she used the underarm pinch on a guy who was trying to date rape her and was so upset she broke through the skin and tore out muscle strands the guy needed stitches. Try pinching yourself in those places as hard as you can stand it; it really hurts.

5] After the initial hit, always go for the groin. I know from a particularly unfortunate experience that if you slap a guy’s parts it is extremely painful. You might think that you’ll anger the guy and make him want to hurt you more, but the thing these rapists told our instructor is that they want a woman who will not cause him a lot of trouble. Start causing trouble, and he’s out of there.

6] When the guy puts his hands up to you, grab his first two fingers and bend them back as far as possible with as much pressure pushing down on them as possible. The instructor did it to me without using much pressure, and I ended up on my knees and both knuckles cracked audibly.

7] Of course the things we always hear still apply. Always be aware of your surroundings, take someone with you if you can and if you see any odd behavior, don’t dismiss it, go with your instincts. You may feel little silly at the time, but you’d feel much worse if the guy really was trouble.

FINALLY, PLEASE REMEMBER THESE AS WELL ….

1. Tip from Tae Kwon Do: The elbow is the strongest point on your body. If you are close enough to use it, do it.

2. Learned this from a tourist guide to New Orleans : if a robber asks for your wallet and/or purse, DO NOT HAND IT TO HIM. Toss it away from you…. chances are that he is more interested in your wallet and/or purse than you and he will go for the wallet/purse. RUN LIKE MAD IN THE OTHER DIRECTION!

3. If you are ever thrown into the trunk of a car: Kick out the back tail lights and stick your arm out the hole and start waving like crazy. The driver won’t see you but everybody else will. This has saved lives.

4. Women have a tendency to get into their cars after shopping,eating, working, etc., and just sit (doing their checkbook, or making a list, etc. DON’T DO THIS! The predator will be watching you, and this is the perfect opportunity for him to get in on the passenger side,put a gun to your head, and tell you where to go. AS SOON AS YOU CLOSE the DOORS , LEAVE.

5. A few notes about getting into your car in a parking lot, or parking garage:

a. Be aware: look around your car as someone may be hiding at the passenger side , peek into your car, inside the passenger side floor, and in the back seat. ( DO THIS TOO BEFORE RIDING A TAXI CAB) .

b. If you are parked next to a big van, enter your car from the passenger door. Most serial killers attack their victims by pulling them into their vans while the women are attempting to get into their cars.

c. Look at the car parked on the driver’s side of your vehicle, and the passenger side. If a male is sitting alone in the seat nearest your car, you may want to walk back into the mall, or work, and get a guard/policeman to walk you back out. IT IS ALWAYS BETTER TO BE SAFE THAN SORRY. (And better paranoid than dead.)

6. ALWAYS take the elevator instead of the stairs. (Stairwells are horrible places to be alone and the perfect crime spot).

7. If the predator has a gun and you are not under his control, ALWAYS RUN! The predator will only hit you (a running target) 4 in 100 times; And even then, it most likely WILL NOT be a vital organ. RUN!

8. As women, we are always trying to be sympathetic: STOP IT! It may get you raped, or killed. Ted Bundy, the serial killer, was a good-looking, well educated man, who ALWAYS played on the sympathies of unsuspecting women. He walked with a cane, or a limp, and often asked “for help” into his vehicle or with his vehicle, which is when he abducted his next victim.

Send this to any woman you know that may need to be reminded that the world we live in has a lot of crazies in it and it’s better safe than sorry.

If u have compassion reblog this post. ‘Helping hands are better than Praying Lips’ – give us your helping hand.

REBLOG THIS AND LET EVERY GIRL KNOW AT LEAST PEOPLE WILL KNOW WHATS GOING ON IN THIS WORLD. So please reblog this….Your one reblog can Help to spread this information.

THIS COULD ACTUALLY SAVE A LIFE.”

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POLAROIDS - 02

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*Ring, ring, ring!*

Awakened by unfamiliar ringing and a beaming light, she groaned and covered her eyes. She was confused, she had curtains that blocked out the sun, so there’s no reason why she’s being blinded by it. Also, her alarm didn’t sound anywhere close to that and she made sure to turn it off the day before, so something like this wouldn’t happen.

As she gained her senses back and started turning towards the source of the noise, she felt an arm underneath her head instead of a pillow. She soon saw that owner was a shirtless Wooyoung, who laid right beside her. He was on his back, his other hand on his stomach. He had his eyes closed, she thought he was asleep until his arm reached out to turn off the alarm. Once he completed his task, he let out a deep sigh and turned his body to wrap completely around her.

He finally opened his eyes, sighing once they made eye contact. “Did the alarm wake you? Sorry.” His voice was soft and slightly raspy, a difference of how loud he usually spoke.

“It’s okay.” She responded, a small smile brought to her face as she remembered the events of the night. They splashed around in the pool for a while with the rest of the group, until everyone eventually went home and she fell asleep between him and San on the couch after tidying up the place. She didn’t mind how she was in Wooyoung’s bed, but what she wanted to know was who was it that changed her clothes. She only had an oversized hoodie, not even a bra, and oversized pants. She had panties with that though, luckily. The last thing she remembered wearing was her previous clothes over her damp bathing suit.

She had plans on going back home to shower properly, before succumbing to the exhaustion. Which meant, someone changed her into proper clothes. It was just a mystery of who, and whether she really minded or not.

She was closest with San, who she’d always been the most honest with. He was like family, an older brother to her. She wasn’t even as trusting of Danielle as she was with San. They’d talked about, and even did some things that best friends would not. However, it never broke their bond, only strengthened it. She met him in freshman year, where he got through to her and broke down her walls, even being popular. She’d always hated the popular kids, including the girls. Especially when they only talked to her, quiet and ‘weird’ as a joke, which was what she thought San was doing. So, she ignored him as much as possible, hoping to not make the same mistake she’d made before. She didn’t mean to let her guard down so much.

Wooyoung, she had a fat crush on him. She couldn’t escape it, no matter how desperately she tried to. No matter how much she pushed it away, he always found a way to get her flustered. Even with his non-flattering tendency to mess around with random girls. Even with the warnings from Danielle before she started liking him too. Even after she tried to stop liking him for her best friend, even though she liked him before Danielle did. Being a hopeless romantic, she couldn’t help but fall for his constant flirty antics. She couldn’t determine whether he was also doing that to her as a joke, or whether she was only flattered because of loneliness. So, she wanted to let Danielle have him so she wouldn’t become a victim of his behavior, or her own feelings. Danielle knew how to handle it.

Those two were the only ones who she trusted to change her clothes like that. They have both seen her either shirtless or with no pants, but never completely naked. They hung out at her house often. She had a bit of trust in Seonghwa even without having a strong relationship, him being the oldest, therefore the most mature. The rest, she wouldn’t feel comfortable with changing her clothes.

Almost as if he could read her mind, Wooyoung mumbled, “San changed your clothes, by the way. Didn’t want you to sleep in your bathing suit.”

She was about to respond, but a vibration on her phone distracted her. She turned to grab it. It was San, asking if he could come over in a few minutes. As she typed to give her an hour so she could shower, she received three messages from Danielle. She ignored them. It would be hard talking to her after what she did.

“So.. what are we?” Wooyoung asked, making her mind go blank. She was so worried about how her two best friends would react, she had completely forgot he was there glued to her back.

“Uh.. I.. I don’t know.. I wasn’t even supposed to be doing that..” She mumbled, thoughts of San and Danielle piling up in her mind. She could tell they were upset, rightfully so. She felt like she betrayed them. She felt horrible about it. They’d been there for her at her worst, but she did that to them. “I.. I didn’t..” She was spiraling so much, not even realizing that tears were falling until he wiped them. He swiped his thumb under her eye before tucking her head underneath his chin. He held her silently as she shook, holding back his words.

He didn’t want to tell her she was overthinking, even if she definitely was. She didn’t want to tell her that Danielle possibly didn’t truly like him, if Zuri needed to talk and do all the work for her. He just comforted her, whispering small ‘it’s okay’s and pressing small kiss to her forehead. To his surprise, she had fallen back asleep. Also to his surprise, he was actually careful with his words and actions around her. Previously, he never cared, whether it was a girl or boy, he said whatever came to mind and took it back if he really needed to. He was blunt, telling whoever it was the truth and to deal with it. With her, he wasn’t even telling her that she wasn’t fully guilty. He would’ve tried to get in her pants to ‘take her mind off of everything’ by now. Yet he was rubbing her back in circles and wiping her tears. It was all so different, so wrong when he was with her.

He watched her calm and peaceful state for a moment before he’d fallen asleep himself. Her soft breathing and warm body was enough to lull him to sleep just as his comforting touch did for her.

He woke up for the second time a few hours later, admiring her face. He liked the curves of her face, how plump her lips looked, and how long her lashes were. Even without makeup, she was so pretty. Even when she was now peering up at him, awake.

After a few minutes of comfortable silence and deep gazes, she finally sat up. “I should go..” She moved to sit on the edge of the bed, stretching before letting her feet meet the floor.

“Stay for a while, baby..” He locked his arms around her waist, tugging her back and onto his lap before she could even take two steps. His voice was whiny. It seemed that the second nap refreshed them both, especially for it being nine in the morning. The sluggishness usually never wore off until noon.

“No, I have stuff to do..” She said, her voice becoming a bit whiny herself, “I need to check on Boo, do my hair, see San and Dani..” She rambled while trying to wring herself out of his grasp. She always got so shy whenever he did these types of things, but it only encouraged him further. He held her for a bit longer, liking to feel her squirm before letting go. He didn’t fail to catch how she stayed there for a moment after.

She stood, just for the shorts to nearly fall off of her hips, making her look like she was sagging. She heard a chuckle behind her, Wooyoung trying to hold them up. “Don’t laugh at me..” He didn’t have to tell her to give up before she let them fall, stepping out of them casually. She didn’t mind only having panties on, the hoodie was big enough to cover her. He passed her the other clothes from off of the chair, folded neatly. When she took them, he pressed a sudden teasing kiss to her lips, making her flinch away. He kept pecking her lips, enjoying the squeaks she was letting out while trying to get away. He let her escape out the front door, following right behind.

She grabbed her keys, unlocking her front door as quickly as possible to avoid being seen by anyone. He stood behind her, supposedly protecting her, even though he had his whole front pressed against her backside. His hands were on her hips, apparently trying to hold the hoodie down even though she could tell what his true intentions were.

Once she finally got the door open, she quickly bent down and grabbed her black cat, Boo, and shoved her in his face. Boo naturally pawed at his face, scratching him lightly. He hissed at her playfully when she let the cat go. She always thought Wooyoung was secretly a cat, one resembling Boo, maybe even a long lost sibling. He followed her to her room, the two lounging there for a moment before she decided to take a quick shower. Knowing she had to go out, she decided her hair could wait until the next day.

She returned to her room after showering to find Wooyoung still there, petting her cat absentmindedly while scrolling through his phone. He left once she got her clothes on, meeting her outside the door with hugs and kisses. He was literally next door, but he still deemed it necessary, as if she was about to go to war. It was like a good luck with talking to the two who she felt she betrayed.

She quickly searched for the contact whose location she knew by heart, Choi San’s. She felt bad for making him wait so long, it was already 10am and she only asked him to give her until 8am. Pressing on the button to video call, she waited for him to answer. He answered by the second ring. He was lying in his bed, a white tank top covering his chest. “Hello?”

“Hi, Sannie..” She mumbled, propping up her phone so he could see her. She knew he was big on eye contact, or at least being able to see her face. “.. What’s up?” She tried not to sound awkward or nervous, knowing exactly what he was about to bring up.

“How are you? Tired?” He wanted to check up on her first, to make sure he wouldn’t bring it up while she was in a bad mood. She had a sensitive heart, something San already knew and Wooyoung witnessed himself a few hours prior.

She took a moment to answer, a spoonful of yogurt being placed in her mouth. “Not really, I slept for a little longer.. That’s why I didn’t call earlier..”

“Hm. So I’m gonna workout soon, so I’ll just talk to you now.” San paused, suddenly sounding like he was waiting to bring up the topic. “With Wooyoung last night.. what was that? You.. definitely weren’t asking about Danielle.”

“It was.. I just..” She mumbled, subconsciously removing herself from the camera. She stepped off to the side a bit, leaning over so he couldn’t see her face. She always struggled with confrontation and things like this, so he was patient with her. He knew she wasn’t the type of person to blatantly steal her friends’ crush like that, so he knew she was hiding something from him. “I-I didn’t mean it, San.. I’ve just.. liked him for so long..”

“Show yourself, Zuri.” San murmured as she paused. She complied, stepping into the camera. He could see the sad look on her face.

“A-And Wooyoung told that he likes me too, so I just let him.. I-I liked him before Dani, but I wanted her to have him, I really did, San.. I-“ She rambled, San interrupting before she could start spiraling, repeating herself more than she was now.

“I’m not mad that you like him, but why didn’t you tell us? Especially when Danielle told us that she did. You know we would’ve laughed it off, right?” He said, almost sounding hurt. She knew that he was big on loyalty, she felt like such a bad person. He was upset with their relationship, but it wasn’t her decision that pissed him off.

“I.. didn’t mean it like that.. I thought you would’ve made fun of me..”

“Why? Why would we have made fun of you? Tell me, Zuri.” He pressed, wanting to know what she would say. He knew what she was about to say, he always had to talk her out of things like this.

She bit her lip, feeling that familiar stinging feeling in her eyes and chest once again. “He’s just out of my league.. He’s so popular and talkative, and your best friend, but I just-“

He interrupted her once again, “Zuri, you do realize I’m the same as him, right? You do know that you’re my best friend? Zuri? We are your best friends?” He sounded annoyed, he was now sitting up in his bed. He hated when she acted like this, like she wasn’t worthy of talking to them. She nodded, looking down at her discarded yogurt sitting on the counter. “So what makes you think you aren’t allowed to crush on him? The only thing different from me is that I don’t go around fuc-“ He caught himself before his voice could get too loud, knowing that she was still thinking he was upset with her. He just wished she had more self-worth, and Wooyoung listened for once.

Although she did warm up to the group, he knew she still felt deep inside that they were just ‘trying out the quiet girl.’ He knew she felt like she was crossing the limits liking his best friend, but he actually found it entertaining and cute. Wooyoung had always been trying, so San liked how she was finally loosening up.

They both seemed to take a deep breath, before San broke the brief silence that built between them. “I’ll call you back later. I don’t want to say anything mean.” She hummed, nodding. “Love you?” He murmured, making sure she knew he wasn’t angry with her.

“Love you too.” She said, watching him wave at her before ending the call.

After a bit of playing with her yogurt and eating it, she grabbed a few supplies and headed to her room. She wanted to at least take her braids out before seeing Danielle.

After a long time of an annoying cat, arms and back aching, and hair in every direction she finally began to get dressed. She threw her hair in a slick-back bun, putting on a simple outfit so she could meet Danielle out at the mall. They always met up there to walk around, eat, and pick up random things they would not actually buy. It was something they always did, whether if it was a while after seeing each other or on a random day.

Just as she put her shoes on and grabbed her keys, she got a text from Wooyoung.

woo(do not respond) ; did yu talk to san?

zurii💕 ; yup

zurii💕 ; he’s kinda mad tho

woo(do not respond) ; dw i’m sure he’ll b fine later

woo(do not respond) ; if not i’ll talk to him

zurii💕 ; thank u

woo(do not respond) ; anything for u ml

She left the house, leaving and walking to the mall. It wasn’t far from her house, so she was fine with the transportation type.

Once she made it there, she saw Danielle standing at the entrance. She was staring down at her phone. unaware of her presence yet. She didn’t look up until Zuri stood in front of her. “Zuri!” Danielle dragged the yell out, hugging her tightly, rocking back and forth and all. Even though she felt incredibly guilty and nervous, she was still able to return the greeting.

“How was it?” Danielle had left for a week, over the whole break. There was now just a day before they had to go back to school. Walking into the mall, the duo got lost in conversation about Dani’s trip. Zuri didn’t feel tense at all, until she mentioned the incident that occurred the night before once they sat with their food.

“So, at the party, I heard you kissed Wooyoung?” She said suddenly, taking a sip from her drink.

“Oh-“ Zuri nearly choked on her food.

“What was that about?”

Zuri took a deep breath before answering, staring down at the table they sat at. “I’m sorry.. I.. I didn’t mean it like that, I just-“ She thought it would’ve been easier to get it out, as she did it with San when the sun was still up. However, Danielle kept interrupting, sounding infuriated.

“How the hell did you mean it, then?”

“I’ve liked him since we were freshman, Dani. And he-“

“But I like him too, I told you that.” Danielle wasn’t giving her a chance to speak. It was something Zuri had always hated. She hated it before meeting her, and she hated it even more now that it was Danielle doing it. Danielle was too sensitive, she got angry with the smallest things, and her anger escalated way too quickly.

“I know. I wanted to let you have him, but-“

“So why the fuck?-“

“Danielle, please. Let me speak.” She stopped her, irritated with the interruptions. Her voice was shaky as she continued. “He was the one who kissed me, Dani. He wants me too, so I can’t just.. You know how hard it is for me to find someone…” She trailed off, a habit she had. Her voice and stature got smaller, until she was speaking like a mouse and hunched over the table.

Danielle went silent for a moment, her expression softening just for a minute. “Well, why didn’t you tell me when you first started liking him? Aren’t we best friends?”

“I didn’t think he would go good with me.. And he’s San’s best friend..”

“Did you really hurt San too?” Danielle said, sounding distraught.

“N-No, he’s fine..” She mumbled, feeling like a villain. Danielle saw it as if Zuri’s whole plan was to hurt the two, her best friends who she wouldn’t trade for anything.

A long silence enveloped the table.

“Is he at least treating you well? I couldn’t believe if you hurt us just for a bad boyfriend. I told you about him, didn’t I? Didn’t we walk in on him with some random girl? You want to be some side bitch?” Danielle rambled on, her voice going from hurt to angry again. She took small pauses, yet Zuri stayed silent.

“No.. He’s not even like that..” Danielle was barely able to hear the last words she said with how quietly she mumbled it. Zuri knew her own words were wrong.

“Fine. Damn.” Danielle huffed, going back to eating her food. Zuri barely touched hers, taking small, occasional bites while staring out into the abyss.

“Let’s go.” Danielle said sternly after she finished, not even waiting for Zuri. She simply grabbed both plates and drinks, even with Zuri’s food tray and milkshake cup still almost full. Zuri had no choice but to follow. They split up at the exit, not even bidding each other goodbye.

As she walked, she was so caught up in her guilt that she didn’t even hear the footsteps behind her. The sun was no longer giving her safety, the only available light coming from the weak streetlights and few bright rooms in the tall apartment buildings she walked by. It was pitch black, she could hardly see ahead of her at the corners in which the lights struggled to reach. She was zoned out, everything tuned out until she nearly bumped into a hard surface. “Excuse me, pretty girl, are you taken?”

“Um.. yea, I..” She trailed off, still in the battle of her emotions. Her mind was brought back to the present moment, noting the alleyway next to her and the other man coming to her side, running his hands through her bun, as if he were fluffing it out. She took a step back with his words.

“You’re beautiful, you have a lot of hair.” The second guy said, but before she could even react there was another pair of hands massaging her shoulders and a new voice.

“Let me take you to a restaurant, baby. Why you look sad?” He said, she could hear the smirk in his voice. She realized the situation she was in— she was surrounded by three men, in the dark, next to an alleyway.

“N-No, I’m okay.. I don’t want to..” She mumbled, squeezing her way through two of them. They only followed, their voices getting more insistent.

“Give me your purse, bitch-“ One of them tried snatching her bag, but she began to flail and yell, feeling overwhelmed and crowded. She had too many hands belonging to unknown men on her at once.

A new, thankfully familiar voice was heard behind her, making the four look towards him. She saw Yunho, who said a name which she assumed belonged to one of the guys harassing her. After a brief stare down and a drifting hand towards Yunho’s belt, she was released.

The men shoved her towards him, making her crash into his chest. He put a hand on the nape of her neck, running his hand down to her back and then back up as he waited for them to leave. Once he was sure, he took a step back and she looked up at him. She had to crane her neck, only as tall as his chest. “You alright?” He asked, his hand finding her chin to inspect her face for any bruises.

During his small inspection, she murmured, “No.. thank you for saving me.” She spoke quietly, the tightness in her heart still present from the day’s events.

“Let’s go.” He put a hand on her back, leading her away the alleyway and towards a motorcycle. He didn’t waste any time helping her on and revving it up. He didn’t want to stick around in that area for too long. She had questions running through her mind. She didn’t remember him ever mentioning a motorcycle. “Take this, you’ll get cold while we’re riding.” He said, giving her his hoodie before starting to drive. She noticed that he took some small packets from his pocket and transferred them to his cargo pants, but she didn’t question it.

“Yunho..?” She whispered, wrapping her arms around his waist. He hummed, prompting her to continue. “Since when did you have a motorcycle?”

“I got it.. maybe last year?” He said, his voice soft as the wind blew against them. She was happy she had the hoodie, she could feel the breeze against her legs and face. Zuri had tried conversing to get her mind off of everything, but to no avail as she felt tears stinging her eyes. She buried her face in his back, controlling her breathing the best she could.

He could feel the tears dampening small patches on his shirt, but he kept his mouth shut. He already knew the reason why she was crying, but he wasn’t directly involved in the matter so he didn’t say anything to her. He did know she needed comfort, though. Once they reached a red light, he asked in a quiet, soft voice, “Want to go to San’s?” Feeling the girl shake her head and hearing her struggle to get her words out, he already knew which turn to make.

“N-No..” She said in a feeble, hoarse voice. She didn’t want to disturb him after what she did. She usually did show up on random nights, as he did to her, but she felt too full of guilt and pain.

Once they made it to her apartment building, he took a moment before stepping off to make sure she could compose herself. He knew that she wouldn’t want him to see her crying in the way she was. He held his hand for her, helping her step off of the bike. He walked her all the way to her door, staying next to her like a bodyguard. He didn’t miss her small glances at Wooyoung’s door as she played with her keys. He didn’t say a word to her until she unlocked her door. He pulled her head into his chest, hugging her gently. “Don’t be outside at night, you need to stay safe.” His voice wasn’t scolding, but firm. She nodded, holding the very needed embrace for a while. Yunho stayed until she pulled away, staying outside of her door for a moment before knocking on Wooyoung’s door. Zuri was tempted to talk to Wooyoung herself, but she decided to wait until morning.

POLAROIDS 03 ; SOON

!! MASTERLIST !!

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minkiluva

1 week ago

no one tells you how much of life takes practice. not just writing, painting, running, singing, etc, but practicing how to make friends. how to make the right ones. getting practiced at how to be a good friend, a good sibling, a good person. practice identifying when people haven’t earned that. learning to recognize your right to rage and, eventually, how to offer mercy. so much of life is muscle memory, and i’ve begun to realize there are so many more parts of ourselves to flex and stretch and strengthen than those we’re taught in anatomy lessons

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minkiluva

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⠀⠀ The⠀⠀⠀Perfect⠀⠀⠀Pair ⠀⠀⠀💿 🍥

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1 month ago

POLAROIDS - 01 PARTY

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WARNINGS ; small like really tiny mention of drugs, violence, and sa if you squint, a lil bit of kissing .

“We’re late for the party, come on..”

San grumbled, his wide shoulders barely fitting through Zuri’s front door. He followed behind her, clad in his varsity jacket. She had one of her own, sitting on the chair and being picked up by San. She was one of the seniors in the sports medicine team, so she was given one as well. That was the reason for this party, but she didn’t seem to be rushing. Not only was it Wooyoung’s birthday, but also the end of the football season, and the seniors wanted to celebrate all of their wins. Both events were being combined to the same day. Why wasn’t she late too? That was because this party was for the football players. Although sports medicine did play an important role in the player’s wellbeing, they were often overlooked. Also, it was at Wooyoung’s house. She was friends with him and San, but not exactly in their friend group. She had her own little circle.

“Shut up, it’s literally next door.” She retorted, rolling her eyes. “And it’s just you who’s late.” She added, making her way back into the bathroom. She wasn’t the one late to this party, she wasn’t even meant to be going. He just forced brought her along, thinking she needed some fun in her quiet life.

“I know, but-“ San tried to say, but she interrupted him. He wasn’t hurt by her sharp tone. He knew that she was just focused on her complicated makeup. He also wasn’t sensitive. He could handle a lot, rarely showing any vulnerability. They were all like that. She was happy she could say and do anything and he wouldn’t be butthurt.

“Just go, I don’t need you to walk in with me.” She was getting so frustrated with her makeup, she was spouting things she would regret. Her nerves were wrecked when it had anything to do with socializing and attention being on her. Even if it were just for a few seconds of people wondering who the newcomer was.

He snickered, knowing she didn’t mean that. She rarely went to any parties, and she struggled in crowds sometimes. Even as a senior who was dragged attended parties with San and her other best friend, Danielle, since her freshman year, she could never get used to it. Her two best friends were always there for her, even though she always had to be the one dragging them off of some random hookup they found in the vast selection of high school party people.

The minute she finally got her eyeliner right, she dipped her thumb in her face paint palette she owned, tracing an orange and black streak on each of her cheeks, her forehead, and her nose. She did the same for San. She rinsed off her hands, looking to grab her her sweater so they could go. She saw it held out in San’s grip, who was trying to help her put it on. It fit snug on her body, matching with the tiny black shorts she wore over her bikini. “What a gentleman.” She said sarcastically in response to the kind gesture. She grabbed her purse, finally heading to the front door, where she could hear the music booming through the walls. However, before she went all the way she needed to snap a few pictures of her outfit for Danielle. She had a body mirror near the door.

He slid past her, opening the door for her. She rolled her eyes again, biting her lip as the corner of her mouth twitched. He knocked on the door right next to hers, only needing to take a few steps before reaching it. Just as he knocked, her phone pinged with a few new messages. She looked down at it, seeing that Danielle responded.

danii ‼️ ; damn cutieee 😻😻

danii ‼️ ; don’t steal my man neoww

z ; girl he was never yo

She stopped typing and deleted it, realizing what she was about to say. She needed to control herself. Just because they both liked the same person and Dani didn’t even know, didn’t mean she could say that. She would never let a boy, especially not like him ruin such a good friendship.

z ; lmfao thank youu 💕

z ; i wont girll ill just talk to him like u asked

Her phone was suddenly snatched from her hands, making her look up. She gave a stank face, fully expecting to see San but she was met with Wooyoung. Her expression changed into surprise, and then back to a stank face as she looked at the hand holding her phone up high out of reach. “Bro,” She muttered, seeing that dumb smirk he always had as she reached up to grab it. Unsurprisingly, she failed, her tippy toes not helping at all.

He finally spoke after a few weak shoves and calls of his name. “Come on shorty, not even gonna say hi?”

“Hi, Wooyoung. Can I get my phone now?” She grumbled, trying her best not to seem too secretive about what she had on there. He would become curious and nosy. He didn’t need to see the texts about him between her and Danielle.

When she tried reaching again, she was pulled into a hug, her arm around his neck so she could keep her balance. During this short, but tight hug Wooyoung finally gave her the phone. He also said in her ear, “Thanks for coming, pretty girl.” She pulled away right after, trying her best to hide her flushed face. She masked it with annoyance, walking to San who watched with an amused look. He could see right through her.

“Yeah, happy birthday.” She grumbled, careful not to make eye contact. Acting annoyed was one thing she did to escape situations like this. She walked right into the house, San following behind her and lightly guiding her by the waist. As the door closed, Wooyoung yelled out which instantly brought more life to the party. The noise and dancing increased, San careful to keep her grounded and focused on getting through the crowd. He led her to the kitchen, where the drinks and snacks resided. He greeted many people, but made sure to keep moving so she could find her little secure spot in the house before she got overwhelmed.

In the kitchen, they found Hongjoong, who was tending to the drinks and snacks and basically acting as security with Seonghwa. They were starting to tidy up, wanting to keep it as clean as possible before they left to the pool. The two resolved any fights, and investigated any suspicious activities. You would think that no drugs would be found in a high school full of teenagers, but KQ was a small public school which meant that nearly anyone could get in, and punishments were small. It was too often that someone from another bigger school infiltrated and caused unnecessary trouble. Sometimes, that trouble would be an innocent girl taken advantage of or sudden fights outside of school. They could only afford to manage one sport, football. KQ was so small that they were often targeted by private schools, such as JYP and HYBE. Whether it was small beef such as competition in sports, or that turned into one-sided personal beef, they were preyed on. Although it was usually just students, sometimes it went to the lengths of attempted sabotaging between staff.

While Zuri was gazing out the window, watching most the party transfer into the backyard, she suddenly felt something cold and wet on her face. She flinched, dragged out of her daze. San was pressing a cup of fruit punch poured by Hongjoong to her cheek. She glared at him, grabbing it and taking a sip.

“Wanna go outside now?” San asked, getting a nod in return. “Mhm, lemme go say hi..” He murmured, dragging her over to another one of his friends. His friend, Mingi, was surrounded by a group of girls. Zuri wasn’t looking directly at him, finding it extremely awkward. She wasn’t the type to swaddle around one guy at a party, not in the way these girls were at least. Not only that, but they were somehow glaring at her and giving San heart eyes at the same time.

Mingi was thinking that Zuri was one of the girls at first, but when he finally recognized the braids, he was surprised. “San, is that Zuri?” He questioned, confirming that the introvert was there without her bestest friend, Danielle. She was fine with San, but she felt the best with Dani, only because San often went off to hang out with his friends.

“Yup, say hi, Zuri!” San teased her, grabbing her by her shoulders. He turned her to face Mingi, grabbing her arm and waving it like she was a baby incapable of making a simple gesture. She just stared at Mingi blankly, something he was used to, before she escaped San’s grasp. She turned her back to him, starting to walk away. San didn’t miss how she didn’t actually go until she felt his presence behind her.

After taking a quick trip into Wooyoung’s locked room to drop off their belongings, they headed straight for the pool. While San jumped in, she sat on the concrete with just her legs inside. It was too cold for her to get in so quickly. Her eyes immediately found Wooyoung’s, who smirked and looked away to continue his conversation with a random girl. He was fully in the pool, with just his arms on the concrete so he could speak. She noticed a tattoo on the nape of his neck. She only saw glimpses of it when helping him during games, but now she could see it clearly before he started turning towards her again, starting to head towards them. She quickly glanced away, acting like she was listening to San’s words. San knew she wasn’t.

When he made it over, he did that same pose, propped up next to her. She could feel his eyes burning into her, but she didn’t look until San noticed him. She acted like she had no idea he was there. They talked for a few minutes, including her in the conversation occasionally. San eventually left. both because he didn’t want her to feel like she’s being babysat and so she could ask about Danielle.

Wooyoung held eye contact with her quietly, that stupid smirk on his face. There was so much romantic tension between the two, everyone could feel it. “You’re so shy.” He finally commented, snickering. Those were words she heard often, but she knew it was true.

“I know. Everyone says that..” She mumbled, looking away. She fidgeted with the strings on the side of her bikini bottoms, suddenly feeling nervous. He mimicked her actions, playing with the one on the other side.

“What made you want to come? Your other friend isn’t here.” He asked, wondering if he would be corrected that she is here. He hoped not. She noticed that he seemed to not even know Danielle’s name, not a good sign.

She internally panicked, the words ‘So I can talk to you.’ nearly escaping her mouth. She couldn’t say that, even if she didn’t necessarily want to talk to him only because of Danielle. “San made me.” She settled with, earning a satisfied hum.

She struggled to find the words to focus on Danielle, carefully fidgeting with the strings. He wasn’t as cautious, tugging on it a bit too much. As she felt it loosening, she quickly grabbed it in a shock, getting a loud chuckle from Wooyoung. It didn’t attract any attention, drowned out by the noise of the party. He was tempted to keep pulling it, but he didn’t want to embarrass her like that and let her fix it. However, she still wasn’t safe from his teasing.

“Why won’t you get in?” Wooyoung asked, in that whiny voice he used when he was trying to annoy someone.

“Because, it’s too cold.” She said, her breath hitching as he suddenly crossed his arms, resting them on her knees.

“Come on, no it’s not..” He responded, suddenly wrapping his arms around her legs. He tugged her inside the pool, ignoring her yells. He pulled her completely in, even pulling her underneath and dumping their heads inside for a few seconds. San noticed the commotion and glanced at them with a smirk, knowing it was Wooyoung’s usual antics.

“You..” She breathed once above the water, his hands tucking her now messy and soaked braids behind her ears. She didn’t mind it being wet, she had plans on doing it the day after anyways.

Wooyoung was nearly laughing his ass off, melting away the attitude she tried to give. She couldn’t help but laugh with him as well. She cussed at him playfully, pushing him away. He kept his balance using her waist. “You’re so pretty..” He mumbled softly like it was nothing. She couldn’t hide her flushed face this time, his hands stopping hers from hiding her face.

He watched her laugh for a moment, before leaning in and placing a sudden kiss on her lips. Both of them went silent, her in shock, and him studying her reaction. He found no visible regret or disappointment, her face gaining a barely detectable tint of red.

He was nervous too, he didn’t know what got into him but he found himself hesitant leaning in again. He never felt that way when kissing a girl at a party.

He caught her lips with his, not moving until he felt her. No one knew other than Dani, but this was her first kiss. She had no idea what to do, and how to do it. However, referencing the few couples she walked in on at this party, she cupped his cheeks and lightly pressed her lips against his.

He took it slowly, noticing that she seemed new to this. He pulled her closer, tilting his head. It took him a lot of restraint not to get carried away. It usually took him a few seconds of talking to a girl before her back was on his bed, with him above her. He usually would have gotten to one by now, but he was here stealing the girl he swore to himself not to mess with’s first kiss.

Just as she got used to it, she thought about how excited she was to Danielle that she kissed Wooyoung. She kissed Wooyoung, Danielle’s crush.

She put her hands on his bare chest, lightly pushing him away. He noticed this and actually listened to it, pulling away. Not that he was didn’t like pulling away, but he was used to girls just feeling him up. He was more attentive to her, knowing what her intention was.

“What’s wrong?” He asked breathlessly. He saw how she rested her forehead on his chest, letting out a deep sigh. He cupped her head, knowing something was wrong.

“I.. I shouldn’t..” She mumbled, barely above a whisper.

“Why?” He questioned, expecting it to be something about distractions during sports medicine. He usually wouldn’t pry if it was something more personal.

“Da-.. Someone else likes you.”

“Zuri, you do realize that-“ He started, finding that stupid. He could understand she hated being selfish, but too many people want him for her to care about that.

“No, it’s.. my friend..” She interrupted, correcting herself. He could finally understand where she was coming from.

“Oh. Well.. Do you like me though?” He asked, trying to find the words to say. He never experienced a situation where someone didn’t want him, but it felt necessary to make her want him for some reason. It was all so different, and wrong when it came to Zuri.

“Yes, obviously..” She mumbled, biting her lip. She could already guess what he was about to say.

“Just kiss me then. I’m only interested in you now, so even if you don’t want to it’s not like I’ll want to be with her.” He explained, his hands going back to their previous place on her waist.

“But.. I can’t do that to Danielle, she’s my best friend..” She mumbled mostly to herself, but he heard it. She didn’t even realize she said her name, which was what she wanted to avoid.

“Hey, you shouldn’t have to give up anything for her. She would be the dumb one if she let a guy like me ruin your friendship.” He said, grabbing her chin and tilting her head up so she would meet his eyes. He continued when she only stared at him, processing his words. “She’s dated tons of people, hasn’t she? She’ll be fine.”

He smiled seeing her face softening, the creases in her eyebrows and her frown fading away. She couldn’t help but give in, seeing how sincere he was about this. He looked serious for once, and he actually had a point. Danielle was always telling her that she would help her find a boyfriend, so she shouldn’t give it up the chance she did have for one. After years of yearning and feeling hurt and unloveable, she finally had the chance to feel loved.

She suddenly got a burst of confidence, connecting her lips back to his with a small kiss. He happily returned it, hugging her to his chest afterwards. “Thank you.” She mumbled.

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