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[offbeat]

Park Dae Jung​

mood: tired, uncomfortable
location: apartment/party
outfit: x
tags: . l e m o n c h i l d . ​

Dae Jung stood still by the table for quite som time, silently taking sips of his cold beer. He didn't mind standing there alone, in fact he preferred it. Admittedly, it was quite entertaining to be able to see everyone else struggle to keep a conversation going, or ones who desperately wanted to get an excuse to end one. There were some pros to being a wallflower too.

Just as he was about to take another sip, he was interrupted by a random voice from behind him. Truth be told, he had heard him from afar, those chains where like a bell on a kitten's collar. But he didn't really expect someone to actually speak to him. He was startled by it, but tried desperately not to show it. Almost instinctively, Dae Jung formed a sort of glare and turned around toward the male voice. He was met by a rather arrogant looking guy, and a strong smell of cigarettes. Dae Jung didn't really mind the smell, he too smoked from time to time, what bothered him was the type of attitude the guy had. He knew the type all too well. This was the type of guy who'd act all tough and emotionless, yet still try to flirt with everything with a pulse. Troublesome indeed.

For a couple of seconds after the male spoke, Dae Jung remained quiet, just silently eyeing the stranger. He debated whether he should have the conversation or if he should just casually walk away. But after coming to the conclusion that he'd just wind up bumping into the guy later on, he opened his mouth to speak. "It's good." He said in the tone he almost always had, a low and kind of disinterested one.
"Maybe I do, but don't everyone nowadays?" He replied to the second question about selfies. Realizing that the way he said nowadays made him sound like an elderly person, he inwardly cringed at himself. Dae Jung had a bit of a struggle to keep eye contact. Maybe it was his own shyness, maybe it was the smirk and the determination from the other. Most likely it was a combination of both. Nevertheless, the blank expression on Dae Jung's face made sure that his insecurity wasn't visible to others.

Lee Manse was the name of the guy. A quite annoying one to be honest, but Dae Jung wasn't really the rude kind of person. So he bowed his head slightly and spoke again. "Park Dae Jung, same to you."

 

[pasta]

and the sun will shine

april rain

i see nothing out the window. watching all the leaves grow.

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Norio was a generally neat person when it came to his apartment. But, that statement didn’t fit with the current state of his apartment. He wasn’t able to clean it over the past few days; useless skill learning seemed to beat the neatness of his apartment. “Lucky,” He replied. “I notice the temperature all the day. Kind of affects my whole mood.” He unlocked the apartment door with his key. “I do warn you, my apartment is pretty messy right now. It’s just, like, clothes on the ground and stuff. I’m usually neater...”

He pulled open the door and took a few steps in. His eyes quickly went to his a pair of boxers on the ground. With a swift quick of his of his foot, the boxers were flung under the couch. Besides the mess on the floor, his apartment decorations were interesting. Plenty of Japanese idol groups and drama posters were hanging on the walls. There was also some eccentric decor on the end tables.

“Anyway,” He began as he walked towards the only other closed off room in the apartment. “My bathroom is over here -- it’s actually clean,” He explained as he swung open the door. “I don’t think the cuts can be covered with just band-aids,” He frowned as he opened the mirror cabinet. The male took peroxide and band-aids from the shelf before setting them on the sink ledge. “Actually, maybe they can be.”

Norio didn’t think to ask before taking one of the shorter’s male hands. “Like… four band-aids for this hand. I’ll just assume around the same amount for the other.” He reached over the pick up the peroxide. “So, this shouldn’t hurt,” He muttered as let go of Sung-gin’s hand to open the bottle. “Personally, I think band-aids can be pretty stylish.” He didn’t notice he was talking too much; he was having too much fun because he had a guest in his home. “I guess just hold your hands out. I feel like if I used a cotton pad or something like that, it would hurt.”

He found the compound's reaction to wounds very interesting. The way it bubbled up after making contact with germs peaked his interest. Although it was a very simple medical product that many people didn’t put much thought into, it fascinated him. But, maybe that was just him being easily impressed.

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[. l e m o n c h i l d .]

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Daesung the innocent~​

Daesung hummed and walked out of his car and looked up at the large apartment building, looking around with his bag of clothes in his hand, an innocent smile on his face as he walked inside and went to his designated apartment, smiling wider since his mom had come in and set up his apartment. 'Thanks mom' he thought to himself as he put his bag of clothes in his closet and walked to the party. Once he walked inside, his eyes went wide as he had never been in such an environment before, making him bow to everyone. He was underage so he would not be drinking but other than that, he would just have to wait for someone to bump into him...


location: apartment party
response to: all c:

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[. l e m o n c h i l d .]

rebellious


\ ri-ˈbel-yəs \

mood: confident
outfit: x
tags: offbeat
location: apartment party

Lee Manse​

"What's your major?" he asked, looking at him with a less confident face that looked more inviting, a small smile creeping onto his face. "Mine is fashion modeling or whatever." He said, finishing his beer, throwing it away unlike the other people who left their empty bottles or cups laying around. He walked back over to Dae Jung, his chains hitting together, making that provocative sound, looking at him with that same mysterious smile. "We should hang out some time, I'm interested in getting to know you." He said, walking off, leaving Dae Jung a slip of paper with his phone number.
{{ sorry that was short, I currently have on fake nails and CAN NOT TYPE }}

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[pasta]

sinniyang is online

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Today 7:48 AM

The old friend sighed as he glanced between the two. “Ah… dorm management…” He trailed off. Sin Yang believed this would be the end of their encounter; he was even getting ready to turn and leave, but Tae Oh dismissed those thoughts when he said something that caused Sin’s cheeks to heat up. The warmth spreading over the bridge of his nose and connecting the heat. “Wait, are you guys dating?” Tae oh asked, this time lowering his voice to prevent another shopper from hearing them again. His gaze lowered to the arm wrapped around Sin's waist.

The question alone made Sin Yang cringe; not because he was against the idea of him and Jason, but he was embarrassed to hear it was obvious. What was he supposed to do now? He knew his face was redder than Hyuna (get it). "Oh, no no," He spat out as he shook his head. He threw an awkward chuckle into his mix of slight panic. "We're just really close friends," He added. It was astonishing no one noticed the strange conversation between the trio.

"Oh," Tae Oh muttered. "I was quick to assume then," He chuckled lightly. A silence passed between the group before the friend raised his shoulders up. "I'm sorry for, uh, taking your friendship the wrong way. Guess I should leave you guys to your dorm management." A quirky smile appeared on the tan complexion before he wandered off into another aisle.

"Bye. Talk to you later." Sin didn't feel like he could recover too quickly from the strange encounter. He let out a heavy sigh before glancing over at his friend. "And old friend," He explained before a short pause. "... Chips?" He breathed out with a reassuring smile. "Still need to get those." He knew he was blowing over the subject like a useless breeze, but he felt it'd be weird to discuss what had happened with the old pal. It was nothing but a mere understanding. Perhaps that was just him being introverted. With the new thought of dried potatoes on his mind, he began to lead the cart to the chip aisle.
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[offbeat]

Park Dae Jung​

mood: calm, confused
location: party/apartments
outfit: x
tags: pasta southside.
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"What's your major?" Manse had asked him. Admittedly, Dae Jung was a bit intrigued by the softening of the other's face, especially that little smile. After a moment of hesitation, he replied: "Physics". It was a bit of a mumble, maybe not audible if you didn't focus enough. This seemed to be the case. Manse explained his own major. Of course he was a model - with a face and build like that he had to be.
When Dae Jung was given the piece of paper, he was quite taken back. This rarely happened to him, he wasn't usually the type people would just casually wanna hang out with. While he was extremely surprised by the gesture, he was also kind of happy about it. Once again he started to mumble as a reply, this time being "yeah, sure let's do that". But when he looked up from the paper again, the other was gone. Like, not even in vision. For a second, Dae Jung convinced himself that his loner head made that whole conversation up. He put the paper in his front pocket, half of it poked out due to laziness.

Now he stood there on his own again, taking sip after sip of his cold beer. This was his second one now. As he looked around, something looked off. Something was missing, or rather, someone. The friend of his was a social butterfly, which left a big question mark as to why he wasn't at the party. Dae Jung sighed and rolled his eyes slightly as he headed inside again. Up the stairs and down the corridor he went, until he reached the place. The sign on the door read 'Miura Norio' in a plain font. Dae jung stood outside for a couple of seconds, sort of preparing himself. He hadn't seen the guy in a few days. Just as his slightly swaying finger was about to ring the doorbell, he noticed that the door was already open. Only a little bit, but it was open. Rude as he was, Dae Jung just barged in. After all, he'd been there many times before.
"Ya, Norio. Where you at?" He half yelled while walking inside. First thing he saw was his purple gameboy on one of the shelves. That thing had been missing for weeks now. "hey, I've been looking for thi-" He cut himself off when he looked up from the ground and the shoes he'd just taken off, and saw not only Norio, but another figure as well. He recognized the male, having seen him both in the corridor and on campus.
Despite the scenario, Dae Jung wore no expression whatsoever. All he did was stare blankly at the two, eyes flickering from one face to another, and then to their hands. Band aids and bruises was what he saw. To be completely honest, he wasn't sure what to make of the situation, so he slowly and awkwardly bowed his head to greet the new face. He began to slowly back toward the door he came from, being afraid to interrupt whatever it was that was happening.

 

[koala]

callum

• the charmer

outfit: #1
location: Apartment Party
mentions: N/A
interactions: Ailani Clouds

∞ Midafternoon
Callum raised an eyebrow at the woman’s almost rude yet witty response, but he feigned ignorance. He wasn’t the type to judge a person by their appearance nor manner unless they had an obviously troublesome aura going on. Of course, he’s had his fair share of bothersome encounters, but those stories were for people he felt extremely comfortable with and close to.

His signature smile still graced his face when he learned that she indeed spoke English. “Wow, Hawaiian?” Callie responded with genuine surprise, he hadn’t visited Hawaii yet so he was positive he’d never met a Hawaiian before the current. “Yeah, I’m a new resident.” He offered a hand out for a quick shake before returning his hands to the handle of his suitcase. “Nice to meet you, Ailani. I’m Callum Byun. Korean born but Aussie raised.”

Dark eyes scanned the dissipated crowd before falling on a somewhat round man. He was going around talking to people and making sure they were doing alright. Callum assumed that was the owner. “One second.” The man said to Ailani before abandoning his bags and heading towards assumed owner. It was kind of disappointing that he hadn’t gotten to meet the owner when he visited a month earlier to secure his academy job and sign his leasing contract, so he wanted to make sure he at least met him before he officially moved in.

Callim tapped the man on the shoulder and they briefly exchanged words. They both bowed as the young adult made his way back to the idle luggage and Ailani, his toothed smile seeming to never disappear. “I know it’s only been a week, but have you made any friends?” Callum dared to ask as he reached over for an ice cold bottle of water. “Because if not, I’d personally like to at least become drinking buddies or something. I reconnected with some of my childhood friends but it’s kind of awkward now due to cultural differences and other obvious reasons.”

 

[MoxxyMoxx]

Mun Ji-Ho​

Ji-Ho tried and tried to stop his bloody nose, using the sleeves of his pink shirt and some old tissues he had in the back pocket of his jeans. Nothing was working. He soon began to panic which only made things worse. Dubu was getting more and more agitated and whining at Ji suggesting to do something about the red liquid streaming down his face.

He then decided that there was only one way he would solve his problem; asking someone at the party. This was very uncharacteristic of Ji. He was quiet and nerdy, preferring to stay to himself instead of going out of his way to purposefully make friends but when the situation is dire, one has to do what is necessary.

He simply spoke up in a shaky nerve filled voice, "Can I get some help please?" He hoped someone heard him. It wasn't like the blind kid could easily know where people were in the area.
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[youngkyun]

jason kim

mood: annoyed

tags: pasta

Jason turned bright red and was about to speak when Sin furiously denied it. Jason felt sad at this, realizing Sin would never like him back. He put on a fake smile and just shook his head. "No we aren't. Just friends." He nearly felt his heart shatter at those words but he kept a straight face.

He waved to the male and then followed after Sin, just piling chips into there cart. "Chips." He answered in English, laughing quietly. He grabbed there chips and then headed to the checkout. He pulled out his wallet and paid for the groceries, thankful there weren't too many bags for the duo to carry back themselves. "Come on." He handed Sin two bags while he held four bags. "Shopping is too hard." He huffed, gently nudging him.

"I'd rather just live off ramen but this is fine." He peered down at the bags. "I'm the best cook," He boasted, puffing out his chest. "I'll make you the best food ever."

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[pasta]

sinniyang is online

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Today 8:48 AM

Sin Yang rolled his eyes at his friend's boast. "Ugh, I ate enough instant noodles during high school. Gross." He paused for a few moments. "And I rather have such an amazing cook, like you, to cook for me," He joked. The male liked how close everything was to the apartment building. It added to the charm of moving to the area. They approached the apartment complex a few minutes later. His arms were beginning to hurt and he yearning to drop them off at the apartment. Something caught his gaze as he was walking to the side of the building, towards the propped open door. He noticed blood and instantly wanted to gag. He hated blood; he even hated his own blood. There had been plenty of times where he's passed out from accidentally cutting himself.

"Do you see that?" He asked Jason as he pointed towards the person. The sight alone made him sick; he wondered how the person going through it felt. "Uh... Maybe we should help...?" He suggested as he set his bags down beside him. "It'll take like two seconds." As much as he hated social interaction, he couldn't just ignore the bloody nose situation. Sighing, he hurried over to the food table to retrieve of napkins. He assumed the injured person was blind due to the service dog and glasses.

He swiftly moved towards the black haired male. The male made sure not to interact with the dog at all. He wasn't too fond of dogs in the first place, so it wasn't hard. "You alright?" He asked softly. "Good news, I have napkins. Here I'll help." Gently he pulled the male's sleeve away from his face so he could replace it with the napkins. He glanced down at the arm his hand and cringed. The sweater had blood on it, and it almost made him light-headed. Quickly, he let go of the arm and stepped back. "Sorry - I don't like blood... and there's blood on your sweater. It makes me feel sick," He explained.

He glanced around to see his dear friend, Jason. In these situations, he liked having a friend around. These situations being: stressful situations. It could change his whole feelings towards what was going on. "Next time, I don't recommend using your sweater," He joked awkwardly. "But, I'm sure it'll come out."
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[. l e m o n c h i l d .]

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Daesung the innocent~​

He walked over to where there seemed to be a lot of people, he hummed, a cup of fruit punch in his hand. He looked at the scene and tilted his head, being a little bit intrigued by the blood, he looked over at the other male who seemed to be helping. "What's going on over here?" He asked with his cute, innocent voice. "How did this happened?" He asked, being genuinely lost, being like a little child. "Do I need to call someone? My mom is a nurse if that helps, she can come here in like two point four seconds." He panicked, his voice cracking since he was still so young.


location: blood scene thing
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[MoxxyMoxx]

Mun Ji-Ho​

Reaching out his hand to take the napkin from the unknown figure, the blind man analysed the situation. The first stranger gave off a kind yet awkward vibe, much like Ji-Ho himself. He hadn't really spoke to anyone outside of his family for quite some time now and he certainly didn't know how to act. He simply gave him a small bow out of respect and apology. Was he acting too formal? Probably but there was no another way that he knew how to act.

"I'm sorry," he said to the first man. "I wouldn't have called for help if I didn't need it. I like being as independent as I can."

As others began to crowd him, he started to feel more uneasy. He really wasn't the best with people. His brother was the popular one and Ji-Hi was the nerdy one; that was simply how things went. The second stranger sounded very kind and had a sense of innocence around him however Ji was wary of the fact that he said he was the son of a nurse.

"No-No doctors," he stated fearfully, "I'm don't like being asked questions about my health." Ji has went through too many hospital visits, seeing everyone from high specialists doctors to the simple pharmacists. He was done with them and didn't want to go to see health care people anymore than he needed to.

He continued, "And I don't want to have to call my big brother when he's working. He needs the money to pay for everything for us." He wasn't normally open about their financial problems but having a low paying job and having to pay bills and rent for two people instead of one is difficult, even for someone as hard working and positive as Tae-Ho. Ji didn't want to disrupt him.
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[. l e m o n c h i l d .]

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Daesung the innocent~​

"Oh! Alright then, I'll be on my way," Daesung said with the cutest smile possible. He walked to the cafe happily, making sure he had money in his pocket, in which he did, just enough to get him a coffee and a pastry. He walked inside of the cafe and smiled happily at the barista, ordering a coffee and a cake pop, paying with the remainder of cash he had in his pocket. "Thank you~" he said politely, bowing as he grabbed his cake pop and sitting down at a table, waiting for his coffee. While he waited, he did some classwork on his laptop, being a very responsible student when it came to getting his work done.


location: cafe
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[Clouds]

Ailani Kahele

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Location: Apartment.
Outfit: Pic
Tags: koala

Ailani nodded lightly as the other seemed to be surprised that she came from Hawaii. It wasn’t that far but it was indeed rare to find others in this country who actually live here and not just come to visit. Shaking the other’s hand once he reached out, the male having a stronger grip than she thought he would. It didn’t take long before they let go of each other again.

Humming once the other introduced himself. Callum was a nice name. Having a manly ring to it for some reason. Ruffling a hand through her blue-ish hair as she felt a little awkward and didn’t know what to actually say to the male. She had never been good at first meeting as she didn’t know how far she could go and if they could tolerate her sometimes rude way of speech. ”Alright.” She responded as the other walked off to what seemed like the landlord of the place. So that’s what he looks like again. She thought to herself before taking a sip from her drink.

Checking her cell phone as she felt it vibrate in her pocket. Only to see the random memes she was tagged in by her friends from Hawaii. Rolling her eyes as she smirked at the pictures and texts. Sometimes they were so lame that they became funny.

At the mentioning her friends, she awkwardly avoided eye contact as that wasn’t the case. Having been on her own for most of the time, she didn’t make any approach to the other people living in the building. Really having to change that attitude if she didn’t want to end up alone. But at the mentioning of them becoming some kind of drinking buddies, she seemed to cheer up as that was actually a good idea. If she had something to drink, she became a bit more loose for social interactions.

“If you’d like to.” She commented before hearing the rest. “Well, I guess that’s only normal. The first day I arrived here I might’ve insulted the majority of people that I talked with…” Muttering it as she didn’t want to go through that again. Having worn shoes inside someone’s house, she thought she was going to die by the ferocity of the old woman who was supposed to take care of her for a couple of hours. Shivers running up her spine as she remembered it. ”Old people are scary.” She stated.

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[youngkyun]

jason kim

mood: annoyed

tags: pasta MoxxyMoxx

Jason followed Sin towards the bleeding male, watching him with a small frown. "How did this even happen?" He didn't move in though, letting Sin take care of it.

He watched the two, how caring Sin was and how the male seemed scared of doctors. "Be careful kid." He leaned forward to gently pat Ji;s shoulder. "We can't have you bleeding everywhere can we?" He joked, leaning against the wall. "Want us to walk you too your apartment?" He asked, moving forward to stand beside Sin.

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[MoxxyMoxx]

Mun Ji-Ho​

Ji frowned. This was getting more embarrassing the more people were noticing. He looked to the blur that was the floor. "I walked into a wall," he replied sadly.

The next stranger had a similar aura as the first. Perhaps they knew each other or there were more people in the area that were as happy and friendly as both of them.

"And going home would be good," he stated. "I'm Ji-Ho by the way but everyone just calls be Ji, and by everyone I mean my brother." He pointed to the floor where his Labrador would undoubtably be sitting. "This is Dubu. He's a cool dog." Introductions were important. He just wished they were as kind as they sounded and weren't trying to steal his shit like one of the people who took him home before but that was a long story that no one was ready to go into. As for now, he just hoped they wouldn't judge him for having this impairment, if they hadn't noticed already.
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[pasta]

sinniyang is online

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Today 9:48 AM

Sin Yang glanced over as the innocent male spoke. He even offered medical aid, but the injured didn't seem interested. But a nurse wasn't needed for the small injury. Sin didn't blame the male for proposing a nurse because it was a stress-inducing situation. Before he could even fully react, the teenager left the small group. Letting out a small sigh, he turned back towards the guy. He felt some pity for the male; not for his impairment but because he was even awkwarder than him. "Oh, that's alright. Walking into the wall is no big deal," He chuckled. "Everyone does that once and a while."

He tugged at his right ear as the conversation fell into a short silence. The male glanced over at his friend offered aid to Ji. "Yeah, we could walk you home." Sin quit tugging on his earlobe once the male began to introduce himself. For a short moment, his gaze went to the dog. He gave a small smile before glancing back. "Cool," He trailed off. "Uh, I'm Sin Yang... and I don't have a cool dog." It felt awkward to say his name aloud; maybe he felt that way because he was so used to other people saying it. "Anyway, we probably should head to your place, right?"

The groceries, he had left his bags out in the sun like an idiot.. He inwardly cursed himself for his mistake. "Oh -- did you get the groceries?" He asked turning towards Jason. "I left my bags." He didn't even bother to take a look to see if his friend was holding any bags. "Even if you didn't, they're on the way." Switching the conversation back the Ji, he determined to talk more about walking him home. "So, Ji, what number is your apartment? I don't think you told us," He muttered before turning around the corner to collect his paper bags.

He was starting to regret wearing a hoodie; he could feel the sweat beads starting to form on his skin. He transferred one of the bags to his other hand to allow him a free hand. Sin dragged the sleeve of hoodie across his newly sunkissed skin. Usually, he had a pale complexion because he never spent too much time outside. He wasn't too sure on his sudden change of appearance. The shift in his skin tone wasn't too noticeable, but he often picked apart his appearance without much thought. But now with college in the mix, his exposure to the rays would increase.
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[pasta]

plastic taste.

time: 7:00am ; date: 9/1 (admitting new students) ; weather: cloudy w/ a chance of rain; high of 80, low of 70; humid

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[pasta]

sinniyang is online

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Today 10:48 AM

The night was long and filled with moments of him shifting to get comfortable. Even though he practically smoldered himself in numerous blankets, he couldn't fall asleep. At one point, he began to worry he was keeping Jason up despite being in separate beds; it only prevented him further from falling asleep. Dreams overcame him during the early hours of the morning. Of course, a few hours weren't enough to supply him with enough energy; he was bound to feel groggy when he awoke. Although the sun shone through the curtains into the small apartment, Sin Yang couldn't get up. The protective warmth wrapped around him lured him to stay in bed longer. His half-asleep mind weighed the pros and cons. There were more cons than pros.

It was the first day of university for many of the residents. The male felt more anxious than anything. It was a whole new experience; it was a whole new an environment. The keyword was new; it brought the upset stomach and rapid worried thoughts. Sin had been feeling uneasy for the past few days and stress increased as the days dwindled. He didn't want to have to face his new teachers or any of his new classmates. Flim seemed very interesting, but maybe dropping out would be the easy way out. Of course, it was only his mind coming to conclusions. He wanted to become independent and dropping out would put him back two steps.

He just had to remind himself that he'd get used to the change of scenary.

Everything was happening so quickly. It was already his second day living away from home. Before he'd know it, he'd be watching all his friends get married. It confused him how years could seem so long, but fly by in two seconds. Years felt like days and days felt like minutes.

He lifted his head from the feather-filled pillow while the sun burned his dark orbs. A sharp sigh left him as he squinted to better his vision. A soft ringing noise filled his ears, while dizziness plagued his mind. It was a common occurrence for him, and it played in hand with his hearing loss. It wasn't unpleasant in the slightest; just bothersome. His doctors told him it was just a symptom of menieres. Once the ringing came to a close, his mind went to Jason. He wondered if his friend was awake yet. "Jason," He called out. "Are you awake yet?" He whispered as he got out of the bottombunk. His body moved to stretch his long limbs and slip his feet into his slippers before trudging towards the bathroom.

He halted his feet once his vision casted on his reflection in the mirror. "Oh," He murmured as he turned to face the mirror. The male felt he looked like a bum, clothed in a white t-shirt and plaid boxers. "Uh - I look like my uncle," He grumbled as he glared at his reflection. The uncle was the 'failure' of the Park family and Sin resembled him physically the most. But he refused to allow himself to end up like him.
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[koala]

sun

•

outfit:
location: Outside apartment
mentions: N/A
interactions: Owner, someone pls?????

~ 9:24 AM
There was a small hole in her stomach as she sat in the apartment owner’s office on the first floor. It used to be an apartment on its own, but after the last tenants nearly destroyed it and the neighbor’s place, he decided to turn it into his own personal working quarters. The wall’s needed to be redone since the paint was beginning to peel. There were also drip stains in the upper corners of the room and an odd stench filled the air. Sun suspected it was mold, but scents that weren’t food related were absolutely incomprehensible to her.

“Um...” Sum began as she shuffled to find a comfortable spot on the floor, the back of her jeans lowering each time.

“Sun,” the owner began as he pulled out a large folder with her full name on it. The slender woman let out a quiet gulp as she eyed the papers nervously, the knot in her stomach growing every time the ugly wall on his wall ticked. “You’re behind this month, again.” He let out a small sigh as he shook Juan head, fingers intertwining as he rested his chin on his hands. “I can’t keep letting you pay your rent late. I’m losing money and it’s really unfair for the other tenants.”

Sun looked down and twirled a loose string on her once very nice blouse. No one else helped her pay for her rent or anything else for that matter. She worked and payed for everything she needed in her life, including helping her family pay for their own expenses which wasn’t cheap. The owner had been lenient on her after learning of her family issues and general troubles, but it was clear he was struggling financially too.

“I think you need to find a roommate or... well.... I’m going to have to ask you to leave.” The owner said sadly as he gave her a small pat on the back. Sun smiled and nodded in understandment, her legs wobbling slightly as she stood up.

“I understand. Thank you, Mr. Owner.” Sun said as she bowed before exited the apartment. With a somewhat gloomy expression, she sighed and sat on the steps right outside the apartment complex. The Sun was bright and warm even in the morning, but all Sun could feel was worry over where she was going to live after the month was over.

“What do I do? Oh my gosh. I’m going to be homeless.” Sun whined as she stomped on the concrete while still sitting, unaware that someone saw her.

 

[youngkyun]

jason kim

mood: annoyed

tags: pasta

Jason had fallen asleep almost immediately, being exhausted from the flight and the constant working. When he woke up, he found Sin already out of bed and glanced around, running a hand through his hair, his lips pouting.

"Sinnie?" He called quietly, slipping out of the bed and stumbling towards the mirror. He was shirtless and wearing shorts (usually he slept in boxers but he didn't want to scare Sin). When he saw him, he chuckled at his grumpy face and hugged him. "your uncle must be cute then," Jason teased, slipping an arm around him and laying his head on top of his.

"What do you want for breakfast? Eggs and toast?" He suggested, leading them to the kitchen.

code// just-peachy

 

[offbeat]

Park Dae Jung​

mood: disoriented, irritated
location: apartment complex
outfit: x
tags: koala ​

There was something soothing about car noises, which was why Dae Jung often kept his windows open at night. Only downside to it was when the neighbors dog was running around and barking at every rock and bush that even remotely looked like a person. This dog was the sole reason why he had laid awake for two hours now, blankly staring up at the ceiling. Every time Dae Jung felt his eyelids droop, the dog found another tree or something. A moron of a dog indeed.

As the clock neared seven in the morning, Dae Jung decided it was best to just accept that he wouldn't fall back asleep and get up. Said and done, with a combination of a sigh and a grunt, the boy rolled out of his bed and landed on the floor with a thud. After grumpily getting up and heading to the corner that was his kitchen, he reached to open a cabinet. When he did, however, not only did it open, the whole door fell off, hitting him in the face. Dae Jung burst out a series of words his mother would hate him for using.
There wasn't much inside either, just a bit of uncooked rice and some spices. This really wasn't the way he'd prefer to start his day, which is why he continued to mumble cursewords under his breath as he walked toward the bathroom to wash up instead.

About two hours later, he was out the door with a stack of books and a cup of coffee in his hands. One would think that such an early wakening would make being late almost impossible. But oh no, this boy right here was almost running down the stairs to get to his class in time. He wasn't paying much attention to his surroundings, or the fact that he was making one hell of a lot of noises this early in the morning.

When he pushed open the door, something hit his knee. He stumbled past, though not falling, and managed to keep his books leveled and the coffee from spilling. He turned to see who it was, an agitated glare plastered across his face.
"Would you please not block-" But his sentence was cut short when he saw the look on the other's face. As he mumbled an apology, he bowed as deeply as he could with his hands full. He recognized her, both from the party last night and seeing her in the hallway every now and then.
"Are you alright?" He asked in a much calmer voice than before.

 

[koala]

sun

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outfit:
location: Outside apartment
mentions: N/A
interacting: Dae Jung offbeat

~ 9:45 AM
A few minutes more were spent outside the apartment, her face glum and mouth stuttering. There were so many thoughts scattering about in her head. She must've looked like a crazy person to the people walking by, even the grandma she usually helped walk down the hill. While it was normal for Sun to be bubbly and weird, she didn't know anyone that actually saw her as insane. Even if she did, they probably wouldn't tell her anyways.

As the young woman was about to stand up, she nearly toppled over but managed to save herself by placing her hands outwards. The palms of her hands took a little damage, but it wasn't a major injury that water couldn't fix. Groaning, Sun returned to her sitting position with a slight pout, eyes squinting as she tried to see who she accidentally tripped. With a hand over her eyes, she instantly recognized the face. "Ah, Dae Jung! I'm sorry. I probably shouldn't have been sitting there." She tried to laugh the apology off, but it was clear her mood was not as bright as usual. Dae Jung probably new that thought since he liked all of her happy pictures on Instagram.

When he asked her if she was okay, her expression faltered a bit. "Huh?" Sun replied as she finally sat up, patting the back of her jeans. "Oh... yeah... I guess so." The tone of her voice seemed to drop as she spoke, her words being dragged out with each syllable. "Just normal rent stuff. Living alone is tough. Mr. Owner says I should probably get a roommate, but the girls I know already have one." Her dark eyes fell onto Dae Jung's bag and the books he held, her face appearing to lighten up as she quickly thought of a way to change the topic. "Are you going to class? I want to go to!" There was no class for her that day or work, meaning she'd probably be stuck at home thinking about the different scenarios that'd happen after becoming homeless. Making a new friend sounded much better than being depressed.

 

[. l e m o n c h i l d .]

rebellious


\ ri-ˈbel-yəs \

mood: happy, for once
outfit: x
tags: none
location: leaving party - apartment complex

Lee Manse​

Manse sighed as he realized what he was doing, he quickly left the party and went straight to the apartments, walking past Sun and Dae Jung, having some kind of guilty aura around him. He ran his fingers through his hair then walked to his apartment, taking a selfie and posting it on his Instagram page which calmed him down instantly it seemed. Taking deep inhale of air, he flopped on his back, staring at his empty Instagram DM's, waiting for someone to at least text him and tell him how awful of a person he was, or at least a scam DM would be nice, it would be a way for him to entertain himself.
Instead, he ended up going live on Instagram, playing chill music and smoking a cigarette, sitting on his bed. He had a fair amount of follower, around 10k so there was a good amount of people watching. As he talked to his fans, he has the most genuine smile on his face that he didn't show around campus, it would be a shame to miss it..

code by pasta​

 

[. l e m o n c h i l d .]

-

Daesung the innocent~​

At the speed of light, Daesung quickly got out of bed, got dressed, then got his science textbook. He fixed his hair on the way out of his apartment, almost being late to his science class which he found very important. He sprinted past anyone who was in the way and quickly made it into the room, just barely making it. He bowed to apologize for making such a scene then walked to the back row, sulking a little, feeling like hiding since he had made such a mad first impression. Daesung took little notes, there not being much information told other than the basic of the class, rules and all of that mess.


location: science class
response to: all c:
outfit: x

code by pasta​