Sungjong~ Shuffling, I made my way to the market. The thin jacket did well in covering up the flowering bruises on my arms, and providing slight protection against the biting wind. Just as I made my last purchase, something glittery and blue caught my eye. Or rather, two things glittery and blue. They're Anna's eyes, bright and striking against the thick jackets and flowing scarves of the people. It's hard to believe her element is fire, it seemed more like ice. I rushed over, reaching out my hand to tap Anna on the shoulder, but before I could do so, I felt my bag of groceries being pulled from my other arm. I was pulled back, as I desperately clung on to the handle, afraid of what punishment losing it would bring. I gave a loud yelp as the bag was wrenched from my grip, causing me to fall to the hard ground. My previously decent jacket was torn by the rough cement, revealing my bruises and allowing the pavement to tear my delicate skin. I bit my lip as I saw Anna walking briskly towards me, her face clouded with worry.
Anna~ I was socially awkward, more to say, socially challenged. I didn't work well in crowds, but this was how I walked home. I kept blinking, trying to process some things with a twitch. I groaned, getting bumped into and my scarf constantly getting pulled. I hissed eventually but my hand caught on fire. And I only realized that after I burned my freaking face. I saw Sungjong, and I was worried absolutely immediately. "Sungjong!" I shouted, getting shoved back. I muttered, "Bastards," under my breath. As soon as I was actually next to Sungjong I had my hand burned, but it's not like it won't heal. I kneeled next to him, setting my bag down and helping him up. I frowned at his arms, as I took his jacket off him gently, a slight red tinting my face as I started to clean him up.
Oh gosh, I'm writing The Death Games in present tense, and Sparks and Roses in past tense. >.< P.S. Hyung is Korean for 'elder brother'. It's also a term used when you respect a male older than you(only if you're a male too though). :> Basically, Myungsoo forces Sungjong to call him hyung because he's Sungjong's benefactor. --- Sungjong~ I pulled away from Anna, afraid she would see my bruises and fight with Myungsoo hyung. It would only bring on more punishments for me. I scrambled to my feet, edging away, but I tripped over a stone and fell hard on my back. Anna came closer to me, and started treating my wounds without a word. When she was done, she helped me up, and stood back. She spoke only one sentence, but it sent my heart thumping fast, and my breath quickening. "Who inflicted those bruises on you?" --- Sorry it's so freaking short. >.<
:0 XD TIFFY, there would be one more story task. FUTURE TENSE- --------------- Anna~ I spoke softly, worried about him. I disliked how he was so worried. I could practically hear his heart thumping out of his chest when I spoke. He shook his head, and put his hands out as if he was saying,"Go away." I stood there, frozen for a minute before my face became inflamed again, and I scooped up my bag and swiftly worked through the crowd, the fire burning my face.
Oh gosh! Don't ever make me write in future tense! One, I've never written a whole chapter in future tense, much less a story. And two, I DON'T HAVE TIME FOR THREE STORIES. Um, did Anna walk away from Sungjong? >.<
BUMMP! The story is amazing guys, love you all for writing it.Yeah, but me and gilmores is a process, it's awesome ^.^