19 year old Lacy Park found herself staring deeply at her reflection in the wide window that occupied the bathroom wall of her apartment. Her expression was stony and cold, but her eyes were filled with disbelief as she studied her features. Pale, grey eyes, shoulder-length, dirty blonde hair, and a thin frame. Hundreds of thoughts raced through her mind as she hung her head low. After a few moments of non-coherent muttering, she whipped around and exited the small restroom. Stepping into her little bedroom, she opened her closet door and grabbed a random jacket to wear over her blank, white tee. The coat was a navy blue windbreaker, with a white collar and fastened elastic around the wrists. Lacy threw it on, and grabbed her backpack from her bed, slinging it on. It sagged slightly with the weight of a few textbooks, and, of course, her five Pokeballs.
The student exited her bedroom with a sigh, and stepped into her yellow sneakers. She bent down and rolled the ankle cuffs of her grey, skinny jeans, to just above the tongue of her shoes. With her fingers, she made sure her hair was untangled, and head out the apartment door, locking it behind her. It was 6:38 AM in Seoul, where Lacy had lived most of her life. She attended White Ridge College, which wasn't easy to get accepted to. Lacy picked up her pace on the sidewalk, beginning to hustle to the bus stop. It had taken her a few minutes to arrive just on time, and she stepped into the bus, seating herself near the front. Her gaze traveled to the window, where the occasional person walking their Pokemon would pass.
She sighed, and bit her lip. There is no way you can start liking him. Do you really want to ruin your friendship with him? Lacy scolded herself inwardly. However, she just couldn't help her feelings. The bus came to a halt, eventually. The girl quickly stepped off, and stood before the college. It was rather large, and made with brick and other materials.
Seeing as she'd purposely arrive early, Lacy stood near the bench that she'd wait by every day. She would wait there for her best friend, who often came a couple of minutes after herself. The young adult smiled at the thought of her childhood friend, but dropped it after a couple of seconds. Lacy looked up at the sky, which was littered full of grey clouds. Flying and chattering about were bird Pokemon that chased each other. Several familiar students passed each the waiting girl, eyeing her and muttering, "Oh, she waits for him every day," or, "She's totally got it for him." However, Lacy would grit her teeth and ignore the sayings. She made a promise to wait everyday, and was not about to lose it over passersby.
The student exited her bedroom with a sigh, and stepped into her yellow sneakers. She bent down and rolled the ankle cuffs of her grey, skinny jeans, to just above the tongue of her shoes. With her fingers, she made sure her hair was untangled, and head out the apartment door, locking it behind her. It was 6:38 AM in Seoul, where Lacy had lived most of her life. She attended White Ridge College, which wasn't easy to get accepted to. Lacy picked up her pace on the sidewalk, beginning to hustle to the bus stop. It had taken her a few minutes to arrive just on time, and she stepped into the bus, seating herself near the front. Her gaze traveled to the window, where the occasional person walking their Pokemon would pass.
She sighed, and bit her lip. There is no way you can start liking him. Do you really want to ruin your friendship with him? Lacy scolded herself inwardly. However, she just couldn't help her feelings. The bus came to a halt, eventually. The girl quickly stepped off, and stood before the college. It was rather large, and made with brick and other materials.
Seeing as she'd purposely arrive early, Lacy stood near the bench that she'd wait by every day. She would wait there for her best friend, who often came a couple of minutes after herself. The young adult smiled at the thought of her childhood friend, but dropped it after a couple of seconds. Lacy looked up at the sky, which was littered full of grey clouds. Flying and chattering about were bird Pokemon that chased each other. Several familiar students passed each the waiting girl, eyeing her and muttering, "Oh, she waits for him every day," or, "She's totally got it for him." However, Lacy would grit her teeth and ignore the sayings. She made a promise to wait everyday, and was not about to lose it over passersby.
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