Pax Pardus Hale
The Ink Shop
Woo Lee
All the heckling from the other room caused Lee's eyes to roll as she looked through the cupboards. while King was always the well known asshole of the group people would probably approach him before they did Lee. She was commonly looked at as a thug with the people she befriended outside of her family circle, she didn't know if it was the fact that her parents hated said people or if she just vibed well with them, or maybe it was that she didn't have to live up to her family's high expectations. The only other person that she felt comfortable around was Jung, he understood the pressure that family caused.
Behind her she could hear someone following her and she could only assume it was Suua as she was the only one she was presently on good terms with. Tae would've been her second guess, truthfully her last guess would have been Jung. Her cheeks heated up at the embarrassment she felt from this ridiculous situation. What was she supposed to say? 'I punched a girl for talking bad about you?' That sounded ridiculous. "If people kept their mouths shut I wouldn't need one of those." With another small grumble she turned around to face him, letting out a small sigh. "Thanks."
As she pulled out a small disinfecting wipe to clean her lip all she could do was let out an exasperated sigh. "She just wouldn't shut up. I could ignore the stupid rumors about your dad but then they started talking about you and--" Jung didn't deserve this bullshit but Lee didn't have the social skills to say something like that, not to him. "It's whatever." Plus, why was he even there? Weren't they fighting? The guy was going through enough shit right now to deal with her attitude, she'd save their feud for another day. "I'm fine, it's nothing a little makeup can't fix. Anyways, how have things been going on campus?”
As she asked the question there was an unexpected familiar voice in the living room. "I- How bad did I get hit? I swear I hear Minho." Lee moved to the door in order to peek out, the color draining from her already pale face. "This has got to be like some bad dream." The LAST thing any of them needed was another family member being their mentor. Minho was the fun crazy uncle, was he even qualified to do something like this?
All the heckling from the other room caused Lee's eyes to roll as she looked through the cupboards. while King was always the well known asshole of the group people would probably approach him before they did Lee. She was commonly looked at as a thug with the people she befriended outside of her family circle, she didn't know if it was the fact that her parents hated said people or if she just vibed well with them, or maybe it was that she didn't have to live up to her family's high expectations. The only other person that she felt comfortable around was Jung, he understood the pressure that family caused.
Behind her she could hear someone following her and she could only assume it was Suua as she was the only one she was presently on good terms with. Tae would've been her second guess, truthfully her last guess would have been Jung. Her cheeks heated up at the embarrassment she felt from this ridiculous situation. What was she supposed to say? 'I punched a girl for talking bad about you?' That sounded ridiculous. "If people kept their mouths shut I wouldn't need one of those." With another small grumble she turned around to face him, letting out a small sigh. "Thanks."
As she pulled out a small disinfecting wipe to clean her lip all she could do was let out an exasperated sigh. "She just wouldn't shut up. I could ignore the stupid rumors about your dad but then they started talking about you and--" Jung didn't deserve this bullshit but Lee didn't have the social skills to say something like that, not to him. "It's whatever." Plus, why was he even there? Weren't they fighting? The guy was going through enough shit right now to deal with her attitude, she'd save their feud for another day. "I'm fine, it's nothing a little makeup can't fix. Anyways, how have things been going on campus?”
As she asked the question there was an unexpected familiar voice in the living room. "I- How bad did I get hit? I swear I hear Minho." Lee moved to the door in order to peek out, the color draining from her already pale face. "This has got to be like some bad dream." The LAST thing any of them needed was another family member being their mentor. Minho was the fun crazy uncle, was he even qualified to do something like this?
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