Jeon Soyeon

<Vinyl Wings> !WLW! -------------------------------------------- Outside, the storm was raging, but inside the underground record store, time seemed to stand still. Y/N was sliding her fingers through the old vinyls in the back row of shelves, desperately searching for a rare rap album. She was so focused that she didn’t notice the girl next to her. The stranger had a magnetic presence, with a short, choppy brown haircut framing her sharp features. She wore a dark grey cardigan paired with light-washed jeans, and a denim shoulder bag hung from her arm. The cardigan was cropped just enough to reveal a glimpse of her butterfly tattoo right on her hipbone. Suddenly, their fingers clashed over the exact same rare vinyl. Y/N gasped, pulling her hand back, but the stranger didn't budge. Standing a few centimeters taller, she looked down at Y/N, crossing her arms with a mock pout that quickly shifted into a charming, lopsided smirk. "You have good taste for someone who looks so quiet," she said in a deep, raspy voice that sent a shiver down Y/N's spine.