Not much. Just to when they meet and become friends. Then once they’re to the good friend part ig, then we can time skip to when they somehow parted ways and everything changed over time then they meet up again and thats when your plot idea comes in?
Sure! Should we get started then? Or anything else you want to cover?
Okay one more question then we can start.
Do they meet maybe in high school or something? When in their lives does this take place when they meet?
early High school or middle school would be my picks because your character is 17 so it's your choice :) Then they'll basically meet up again at that age and yeah.
Alright high school it is then!
So are we starting?
Ok! and yeah we can start then :) I can post a starter unless you want to start us off
If you want me to i will <3
lol if you want to you can otherwise I have no problems starting it :)
I can, ill post in a second if thats alright
ok!!
Seo-Hyeon opened her eyes to the sound of her small white fluffy kitten beside her face, curled up on her white hair, almost blending in. “Phoebe….goodness why are you so loud hm?” She says quietly, her voice sweet as sugary strawberry cream, her whole room smelled of vanilla and a light hint of cool cinnamon, as she always did, though today she thought about using cotton candy perfume today. She just couldn’t decide.
Sitting up and stretching, her thin silk white nightgown a little tight around her arm and waist, as she twisted it in her sleep. Yawning and standing, she turned over to her kitten who was playing with the cord charger from her phone, the small yellow iPhone sitting on the small desk right beside her bed and under her lamp with a lacy white lampshade.
Picking her school uniform up, she got dresses, brushed her long alabaster hair and man did she want to cut it. Light makeup with a bit of lipgloss, giving her lips a nice soft look to them.
Debating whether she should put in her contacts or not. Soon deciding against them, as she wanted to be as natural as possible. As always, though she got bullied for her looks quite a bit.
She always got the extremes when people met her, and most didnt like her. But some loved her. Not much though. It was rare for someone to like her. Annoying freak who was too nice for no good reason.
She was used to it though, so she was alright. Everyday was the same, and she didnt have any intention on changing that.
Running out of the door and waving goodbye to her brother and kissing her mothers cheek goodbye and ignoring her stepfather who glared at her.
“Hey, don’t go ignorin me you freak. Who do you even think you are anyway? Do you want beat or somethin?” He snarled at her, setting down the bottle on the table, Seo-Hyeon flinching at the slight noise, rubbing her forearm a little, which was bruised with a little cut going through it. But of course it was covered by her sleeve, upon multiple other marks inflicted by him. “No… I’m sorry. I didn't see you…” she says stopping, her smile coming down to a small frown, avoiding eye contact, though she knew she would regret it.
Her brother coming downstairs, tall dark and handsome as her friends always described him as.
“ 그를 무시해” he says to his sister with a sigh as he stepped down from the step with his hands in his pocket. Red hoodie with big white words in Korean and sweatpants. His black messy wavy hair fell into his face as his white and grey eyes glared at the man on the couch, muttering things to himself.
She nodded and turned around, walking out of the house, forcing a smile and waving at her neighbors, the sweet old couple waved back at her.
Getting on her white and pastel pink motorcycle, with her white helmet, tying her hair up in a big loose bun before slipping it over and taking off, forgetting how her morning started and forced herself to think of the day as it had just begun. “Today’s going to be a good day” she told herself over and again before she arrived at school.
(Sorry it took so long)
(It's ok lol. Also I'm gonna say that Damon just moved to wherever they are and that's how they met)
(Also just a heads up, I wont get my start posted until super late tonight, I have a date and then a school dance)
(Alright, that’s fine! Have fun and good luck!)
New schools were terrible. Getting woken up by a cup of cold water to the face was also terrible. And yet Damon was dealing with both as he got a faceful of water, gasping and suddenly wide awake from his light sleep. His mother just scowled down at him though before shuffling out of his tiny closet of a room to go do whatever she did during the day. He sighed and just wiped the water off his face though before sitting up and peeling off his wet shirt. The room around him was no bigger than a walk in closet, his dresser only a few arms lengths away from his bed and his door only a few feet away from the edge of his bed.
With a quick look at his phone, he started to scramble to get ready, knowing there were only a few minutes until he had to get going to get to school on time. Plain jeans that were loose but not baggy, random socks and running shoes and a blue hoodie to finish off his outfit meant that he was almost ready to go as he combed his short brown hair and grabbed his bag of schoolwork and everything he needed for the day. Hopefully being the new kid with already a few months into school wouldn't be too bad, but he knew he would probably be the talk of the school.
Before he left though, he was sure to wake up his little sister and give her a hug. She was already eleven, but in his eyes she was still a little girl. The smile that came to his face though when he hugged the sleepy girl didn't last a minute as he headed outside and hurried along the sidewalks to his new school. The third in several months. It wasn't that he was bad though, his father just traveled for work and it meant quite a lot of moving around whenever he was transferred to a different building in some other town.
Letting the hard wind ruffle through her clothes and rush along her pale skin felt as if she were flying every single time she rode to school. Maybe that was why even though every day started off bad, she always came to school in such a happy mood. Her friends would say it was like she was having the best day of her life every single time anyone saw that white smile on her face, those rosy cheeks and her glossed red-pink lips.
Maybe that was why people thought she was so annoying. Because she was so happy.
“*well honey, the people who think others are annoying for being too happy are the ones that need the most joy in their life. Never forget that CC” is what her mom would say whenever she would come home in tears, though her life was so much harder than her daughters. She never let that show on her face. The sweet, yet weak smile she gave anyone who she saw. That’s what drove Seo-Hyeon to be so happy.
Her mother who meant everything to her. She would do anything for her to make her happy.
Hopefully seeing her daughter smile every day when she came home would be enough for now.
Stopping the motorcycle and turning off the engine in front of the school building as all of the students stepped aside as they all flooded into the school. The motorcycles engine is the only thing that drew attention. It was quite loud, so she didnt blame them for stepping aside.
She turned it off, catching her eye on a boy walking to school, but she just smiled and waved before taking her helmet off. She always smiled at people when she had her helmet on even though could never see it. It made her happy if she smiled more anyway. “Fake it I till you make it” the voice rang in her head.
Shaking the thoughts, she smiled big and sighed, pulling off her helmet revealing her alabaster shiny hair, pulling the bun out and letting it fall down as it danced across her back when she fluffed it out. Shaping her round face, her big ghostly white eyes shining up to the sky as she admired how perfectly the clouds had formed, spotting across the sky like bigger stars that she looked up to when she lay on the top of her roof every night, pointing out the constellations the her cat who would always sit in her lap, humming softly to herself. Anything to make her happy. Anything to make her forget. Forget what was going to happen the next day… and the next.. and the next and the next. A never ending cycle. Yeah well, thats what it feels like. But she knew once she got out of this house and went to college, she would find someone amazing and have plenty of friends who love her.
She bit her lip before looking down at her keys, pulling it out of the ignition with her pale small hands, not really thinking about it as she did it. Her face distant as she looked down at the keys, her smile gone, as it always was when she wasn’t focusing on forcing it.
But soon she hopped off and ran her fingers through her white hair, looking almost as if white glitter was in it whenever the sun shone on it, she took in a deep breath and said to herself; “ 오늘은 좋을거야” with a soft smile as she headed it, twirling the keys around her finger, her hair dancing across her small back with every step towards the big glass doors of the school.
(By the way, I’m sorry mine are so long, don’t feel pressured to do long ones. I just have a lot to say XD)
(lol it's alright! Mine probably won't get nearly that long but it's probably good practice for me to write long responses)
Only a few more years and then he would be on his own, not having to travel every three months with his parents. Leaving his friends was the worst part, even if he still did talk to a lot of them through messaging. When he was old enough he planned on moving into his own place back in his favorite city. Maybe he could convince them to let his sister Addison stay with him too. She would probably like staying in one school for a while. He didn't really notice as a happier look came and vanished from his face at the thought of his sister. Addie was his favorite person out of their family and the only person he really deeply cared about, even his mother and father seemed to know that.
Damon's walk almost seemed too short as he headed towards the building already flooding with students and snapped out of his thoughts. At least he might blend in then, in such a big school. It wasn't that he didn't like people, he just didn't want to be the 'new kid'. His luck didn't seem to be holding up though as some girl waved at him, though he wasn't sure if he knew her due to her white helmet on her head. Maybe it was some girl he went to school with at some other school. It seemed unlikely though and he just gave a small half smile in return before vanishing into the crowd of teenagers all heading into the building.
It was a huge school. That was Damon's only observation as he scanned the giant open entry in front of him. Chatter from every direction surrounded him and he silently tried to see if there seemed to be any groups of athletes or any sport he could join. Soon he gave up though and turned to where he figured was the office to get his schedule and find out where all his classes were.
She walked through the halls and hummed to herself as she did.
The white haired girl stood out like a sore thumb in the crowd of students as she made her way towards the office, about to ask who the new homeroom teacher was. She wasn’t pretty good friends with the secretary lady and the principal, though he was rather scary to her.
It wasnt like she could ask anyone here. Her friends went on a small road trip together, and there was only two of them, so she didnt have anyone to hang out at school.
She stepped up to the door of the office, passing the guy she waved at from earlier. Walking it, holding the door open about a single second longer just in case he was headed this way too. But only a second longer so it wouldn’t seem unnatural if he wasnt heading that way. She never liked awkward situations like that.
Not paying attention if the boy did come in or not, she stepped up to the desk, running her hand through her long hair. “Man i really need to cut it…. ill do it later…” she says to herself for the hundredth time this month.
“Hello Ms. Youn! You doin alright sweetie?” A lady walks out and smiles at her as she sits at he chair, her hair in a tight bun and round glasses, straight across bangs and a decently tanned skin tone, Ms. Potter was her favorite person in the whole school. Other than the nurse. Which she had come to know many times, as she needed to go to the nurses office quite a bit. She was a mix between bullied and just plain out clumsy.
“Hey Ms, Potter! How’re you this morning?” She leans over the counter a bit as she spoke in her happy voice, though if anyone was studying her voice, or even paying attention to her much, anyone could see through that sweet and chirpy tone. She knew that she was a bit see through, but gladly nobody’s paid much attention to her other than her friends, including certain teachers.
“Oh I’m doin just fine. You seem as happy as usual. You alright though?” The lady asked. She was only 27, her curly brunette hair fell in her face by a few strands, shaping her small face. She was pretty beautiful to any normal person, though she wouldn’t meet the standards if their standards were high.
The girl paused at Potters question, messing with the end hem of her skirt as she looked down.
“Yeah, I’m just a bit tired.” She let out a laugh.
(Sorry, i hope you don’t mind that i put Ms. Potter in as the secretary lady. I can change my post if you would like)
(No that works! I don't mind at all! also I'm so so so sorry that my responses are taking me so long to get up, I'm trying to get them up asap I promise)
(Okay thats fine!)
He didn't really even realize as a white haired girl passed him, heading to the office too he noticed. The thing that caught his eye though was how long her hair was, spilling over her back and down even further than he thought someone's hair could possibly grow. Damon didn't say anything though, catching the door after her and heading in as well to get his schedule for the day. As the girl started chatting away with the secretary, he took a seat in one of the chairs, not bothered with having to wait at all. He slung his bag off his back and set it by his feet though, relaxing back and letting his thoughts drift away once again instead of listening into their conversation.
Damon settled in and closed his eyes, deciding to try to nap for a short while as his thoughts drifted to past memories from when he was younger. Happy and tiny him running around and giggling as he chased friends with squirt guns filled with water. Scrawny and gangly middle school him biking down a street at full speeds, heading straight for a wooden jump with only a helmet stuck on his head. Same middle school him with a broken arm a few weeks later, already climbing a tree again while his mother scolded him from below. They were memories he loved and he tried to hold onto them as long as he could, smiling as he relived the moments while wishing he could go back to the simpler times.
“Also, i need that…..” she leaned in a whispered something about a certain few papers, then leaned away.
“Oh…right. Well ill go to the back and try to get them. Just have a seat. It may take a little. But i can get you a note in case you end up late so you wont get in trouble.” She got up and winked at her, then headed back.
Seo-Hyeon smiled at her with a little giggle at the wink.
Turning around, she noticed the guy from earlier and sat right beside him with a happy expression.
“Hiya!” She says with a wave, leaning on the arm of the chair and facing him, tucking a peice of long white hair behind her ear. Small pretty white diamonds lines her ear. It was only because Thayer were so many of them that you could see them. If it were on or two you wouldn’t be able to notice it. But it was six of them. Three on the bottom and sides and three near the top.
“Oh is he sleeping?” She whispered to herself when she saw that his eyes were closed. Wow, he was rather handsome. She paid attention to small things like that. Though to her it was a rather big thing.
(Sorry its so short)
(It's not short :) Mine are only like this long usually)
He heard a girl's voice next to him only moments after he snapped out of his memories, though he didn't give any reaction until she whispered her next words. "No, he isn't sleeping," He said with a small chuckle, opening one of his eyes and glancing over at her. It was the girl from before, the one with the crazy long hair and he opened his other eye, "Hey." Damon didn't really notice that he was studying her face until he caught himself looking at her unique eyes. quickly he broke the eye contact and instead looked around the office everywhere but at her eyes again.