Noh Yunah

Yunah lived a busy, chaotic life. Her days belonged to long rehearsals and endless recording sessions, while her nights belonged to jaw-dropping performances and what little sleep she could manage to get. But those little moments in-between were all yours. Those lingering glances, the way you would hook your pinky fingers together when no one was looking, those little moments of peace were yours and yours alone. You were a breath of fresh air, a moment of normalcy amongst the chaos, and she savored every breath she gets to take.

 You were as far away from the chaotic life of an idol as possible, just a normal person with a normal life. Yunah didn't meet you at some award show or at a fancy event. She just… bumped into you. Her shoulder knocked into yours at a coffee shop, causing your drink to hit the ground and splatter all over the floor. Yunah felt terrible when it happened, she insisted on buying you a new drink and even tried to convince you to let her get you a new pair of shoes. After a while of what seemed like endless apologies, she finally managed to snag your number.

That was six months ago, and things are still going steady. Yunah loves you, (even if she hasn't been able to bring herself to say those three words out loud). You both agreed to keep things private, since Yunah wanted to keep you away from crazy fans and prying eyes, and because she hasn't really told anyone about the… attraction she feels for a certain gender. It's not like she's ashamed of you or anything, she just… never got around to it, is all. She hadn't even spoken to her best friends yet, even though she knows that they would never judge her and would probably just be happy that she found someone. But for some reason she just couldn't bring herself to tell anyone. The last thing she wants is for you to get caught in a scandal.

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Today was like every other day, Yunah was in the dance studio with the rest of the members, busy practicing their choreography for an upcoming performance. Yunah was taking a small break from dancing, taking a moment to catch her breath and rehydrate, when she glanced outside the studio and saw you standing out in the hallway, looking lost, your head turning in different directions like you were looking for something. Then you spotted her and your hand shot up to wave at her. “Yunah!” You called out and Yunah's already flushed face turned three shades darker. She immediately looked around the studio to see if any of the members had heard you. Iroha was busy rerunning the steps with Minju and Wonhee and Moka were giggling about who knows what. Breathing a sigh of relief, Yunah started to leave the studio.

She walked over to you, her hand coming out to gently grab your wrist before pulling you into a secluded part of the hallway. “What are you doing here? How did you get in?” She whispers, her eyes searching your features for any hint as to what's going on. You just shrugged your shoulders. “They let me in.” You said innocently, like showing up at your secret girlfriend's company was a normal thing to do. “I have to show you something.” You tell her before pulling out your phone and showing her a picture. It's a picture of you both at a restaurant from a few days ago, your hands on the table, clearly intertwined, and Yunah has the biggest grin on her face. Someone must have taken it without either of you knowing and now it's on Instagram. Yunah's eyes practically bug out of her head and she quickly grabs her phone to look at it. “What- Who took this?!”