Sketching Destiny
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Yuna
*Walks with purpose, taking in the sights and sounds around her*
Yuna
*Backpack is slung over one shoulder, and a sketchbook peeks out from it. She pauses in front of a large poster on a bulletin board*
Yuna
Some people say life truly begins after graduation. A new world. A blank slate
Yuna
For me, it’s always been about buildings. Spaces. Structures that tell stories
Yuna
Graduating as a top student was just the first step. Now, it’s time to prove myself
Yuna the top student from her batch. After achieving her first goal now she walks with determination looking for opportunities
After countless sleepless nights she had come so far
Yuna
*Notices a bold red poster pinned to a board nearby. Curious, she steps closer*
[TEXT ON POSTER:]
Elite Architecture Firm Competition – Winner Secures a Position. Open to Fresh Graduates!
Yuna
*Eyes widen slightly. Her fingers tighten around the strap of her bag*
Yuna
*Softly, to herself, a mix of excitement and nervousness*
This is it. My chance
Yuna
*Quickly pulls out her phone and registers for the competition*
A small beep confirms her application. She exhales, steadying herself
Yuna
It won’t be easy. But I’ve never been afraid of a challenge.
With renewed determination, she turns and walks off, heading toward her second home—Hana’s place
A cozy, welcoming home. The scent of home-cooked food drifts through the air
The sound of a boxing match plays on TV
Before Yuna can knock, the door swings open
Hana
*Stands there, arms crossed, a playful smirk on her face*
Hana- Yuna’s best friend since kindergarten .And she is a professional MMA fighter
Hana
So, genius, how does it feel to be officially unleashed into the real world?
Yuna
Terrifying. But exciting
Hana
*Punches her lightly on the shoulder*
Hana
Good. Because when you become some hotshot architect, I expect you to design me the most badass training facility
Yuna
I’ll put it on my list—right after I build my dream house
Hana’s mother calls from the kitchen
Hana’s mom
Yuna! Come sit, I made your favorite!
Yuna
*Smiles, warmth filling her chest*
As they gather around the table, laughter and conversation flow naturally
Yuna
*Looks around, feeling the familiar comfort of this home*
Yuna
( This family... this home… it reminds me that no matter what happens next, I’m not alone )
Yuna
*Exhales, gripping her chopsticks*
Yuna
( This is just the beginning )
2
A quiet hillside road. The late afternoon sun casts golden hues over the winding path
Yuna
*Walks with determined steps, her backpack securely fastened, a sketchbook peeking out from the side*
Birds chirp in the distance, and the breeze carries the faint scent of earth and greenery
Hana
*Leans against the doorway, arms crossed, her expression firm*
Hana
You’re seriously going alone?
Yuna
*Tightens the strap of her bag and exhales*
Yuna
I need inspiration, Hana. The competition isn’t going to wait for me
Hana
*Raising an eyebrow, unimpressed*
Hana
And the palace will run away if you wait two more days?
Yuna
*Sighs, shaking her head*
Hana
*Watches her for a moment, then clicks her tongue in frustration*
Hana
Look, I get it. But can’t you just wait for me? I’ll be free this weekend—we can go together
Yuna smiles slightly, touched by her concern, but her mind is set
Yuna
I know, but I need to see it now. You know how my mind works—when I get an idea, I can’t sit still
Hana
*groans, throwing her head back*
Hana
You and your impulsive ideas…
Hana’s mom
*Walks over, holding out a bottle of water. She places a gentle hand on Yuna’s shoulder, her voice warm but firm*
Hana’s mom
Just promise me you’ll be back before dark
Yuna
*Takes the bottle, nodding with a small, grateful smile*
Hana watches her go, arms still crossed, a slight frown on her face
Hana
*Muttering to herself*
At least take a weapon or something…
Yuna
*Walks along the winding path leading to the foot of the hills*
The road is rough, and wildflowers peek through the cracks in the pavement
Yuna
*Wipes the sweat off her forehead but keeps going*
After nearly an hour of walking, she finally reaches her destination—and stops dead in her tracks
Before her stands the abandoned palace—a grand, ancient structure with towering pillars and intricate carvings
Though time has weathered its walls, its majesty remains. Sunlight filters through the broken windows, casting eerie patterns on the moss-covered stone floor
Vines have crept up the walls, reclaiming the structure, and fallen leaves rustle in the wind
Yuna
*Breath catches in her throat as she steps forward, eyes wide with awe*
Yuna
*Slowly runs her fingers over the cool stone of a pillar, taking in every detail—the craftsmanship, the forgotten history embedded in the cracks*
This was exactly the kind of inspiration she needed
Yuna
*Pulls out her sketchbook, flipping to an empty page, her fingers itching to capture the palace’s beauty*
But just as she’s about to start, she feels it—a presence
A strange, almost unshakable feeling that she’s not alone
Yuna
*Grips her pencil tighter, heart pounding*
Then—footsteps. The sound of someone moving
Yuna
*Spins around instinctively, her body moving before her mind catches up*
She raises her hand in defense, ready to strike—but freezes
Standing a few feet away is a boy
He looks just as startled as she is, his dark eyes widening slightly before he quickly composes himself
Yuna
*Takes a step back, studying him*
He’s not what she expected to find in an abandoned palace
He’s too well-dressed—a crisp white shirt, tailored coat, sleek black pants. Everything about him screams wealth
The kind of polished, effortless confidence that doesn’t belong in a place like this
For a moment, they simply stare at each other
Rowoon
*tilting his head,smirking slightly*
Didn’t know this place had a tour guide service
Yuna
*Narrows her eyes, instantly annoyed*
The tension in her shoulders eases, but her irritation spikes
Yuna
Didn’t know rich brats wandered into abandoned buildings for fun
His smirk widens. He looks almost… amused
Rowoon
*Hands on his chest*
Ouch. That’s no way to greet a fellow explorer
Yuna
*Scoffs, already disliking him*
Yuna
Fellow explorer? You don’t look like the type to get your hands dirty
Rowoon
*Chuckles, leaning casually against a pillar. His posture relaxed, completely at ease*
Yuna
*Doesn’t respond. Simply watches him, wary*
He lets out a small sigh, realizing she’s not going to ease up anytime soon. He shifts his stance and offers a small truce
Rowoon
Alright, let’s start over
Rowoon
*Extends a hand toward her, his eyes filled with curiosity*
Rowoon
What’s a determined young girl doing in a place like this?
Yuna
*Hesitates, still suspicious, but eventually sighs, deciding to answer*
Yuna
I’m here for inspiration. There’s a competition, and I need something… different
Rowoon
*Expression shifts slightly, intrigued*
Yuna
*Tilts her head, sensing something in his voice*
Rowoon
*Leans back against the stone, the smirk returning*
Rowoon
Because I’m interested in it too
Yuna blinks, caught off guard. Maybe—just maybe—he’s not as bad as he looks.
3
Rowoon
*Tilts his head, watching Yuna with an amused glint in his eyes*
Rowoon
Since we’re going to be exploring together, shouldn’t we at least know each other’s names?
Yuna
*Crosses her arms, still skeptical but sighs*
Rowoon
*Smirk softens into something more genuine*
Rowoon
Nice to meet you, Yuna. I’m Rowoon
His name suits him—sleek, polished, with an air of quiet confidence. She doesn’t say anything, simply nodding
Yuna
Alright, Rowoon. Since you’re so interested in architecture, let’s see if you actually know anything
Rowoon
*Chuckles, shaking his head*
Rowoon
Lead the way, architect
They push open the grand wooden doors, the heavy creak echoing through the vast, empty halls
Dust floats in the golden light filtering through cracked stained-glass windows
Yuna
*Steps inside first, her fingers grazing the faded floral patterns carved into the stone walls*
Rowoon watches her, intrigued by the way her eyes light up
Rowoon
*Follows her gaze upward to the towering ceiling*
Its intricate wooden beams interwoven like a masterpiece
Rowoon
You like vintage architecture, huh?
Yuna
*Nods, tracing the edge of a massive, ornately carved doorway*
Yuna
Always have. Modern houses feel… soulless. Everything is about sleek lines, efficiency, and minimalism
Yuna
But places like this—every detail has a story. Every carving, every tile, every pillar… they were made to last
Rowoon
*Hums, running his fingers over the cool stone surface*
Rowoon
I get what you mean. Modern designs focus too much on practicality. They forget to make it… feel like home
Yuna
*Turns to him, surprised*
Yuna
You really do know architecture
Rowoon
*Chuckles, leaning against the wall*
Rowoon
Of course. I wasn’t lying when I said I was interested
Yuna eyes him suspiciously, but before she can ask more, something catches her attention—a grand staircase in the center of the hall
The once-polished wood is now covered in dust, but its elegance remains unmatched
Yuna
*Rushes toward it, her excitement getting the best of her*
Yuna
Look at this! The detailing in the banister—it’s all hand-carved. They don’t make staircases like this anymore
Rowoon
*Watches her with a small smile, following as she climbs the stairs*
They explore the second floor, stepping into what seems to have been a ballroom—its ceiling painted with faded frescoes
Large arched windows overlooking the forest outside
Yuna
*Stands in the center, turning in slow circles, taking everything in*
Rowoon
*Standing near the window, glances at her*
Rowoon
So, is this going to be your inspiration?
Yuna
*Stops spinning and sighs, placing her hands on her hips*
Yuna
It might be. But I need to think about how to interpret it. I can’t just copy it
Yuna
*Pulls out her sketchbook, flipping to a fresh page. She glances up at Rowoon*
Yuna
What about you? What do you like about architecture?
Rowoon
*Leans against the window frame, thinking for a moment*
Rowoon
It’s about creating something that lasts. Something that people can look at even after decades and still appreciate
His voice drops slightly, almost as if he’s thinking about something deeper
Rowoon
Something that doesn’t just fade away
Yuna notices the slight shift in his tone but doesn’t push
Yuna
*Looks around once more, then turns toward the hallway leading deeper inside*
Yuna
Come on. Let’s see what else is here
They continue exploring—finding an old library filled with dust-covered books, a once-grand dining hall with shattered chandeliers, and smaller rooms that might have once been guest chambers
But as they step into what seems to have been a garden terrace
The sky outside is darker than before
A sudden gust of wind rattles the broken windows, and a distant rumble of thunder echoes across the hills
Yuna
Wait… how long have we been here?
Rowoon
*Glances at his watch—and his relaxed demeanor immediately shifts*
Rowoon
Longer than we should have
Yuna
* Frowns, stepping closer to the open balcony*
The clouds above have turned a deep, stormy gray. The air smells like rain
Then, a sudden flash of lightning illuminates the sky, followed by a loud crack of thunder
The way back to the city was long—and by foot. If the storm hit, it would turn into a nightmare
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