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[offbeat]

Park Dae Jung​

mood: concerned/confused
location: apartment complex
outfit: x
tags: koala ​

"No, I was the one who ran into you. Sorry." He said and bowed slightly again. When he saw the tiny but noticeable bruises on her palms, Dae Jung immediately crouched down and dug into his backpack. He pulled out a water bottle before putting his books into the bag. His face was still as blank as usual, even when he held out the bottle for Sun to take.
"It is." He replied when told about rent and living alone and such. Dazing off for a moment, he thought about the comfort of living at home where furniture still functioned normally and food was on the table every night, and the comfort of not paying bills was so underrated. A slight shrug and a sigh brought him back to reality.

For a moment or two, he thought about what to say. There wasn't really anything one could say to comfort a broke college student except if it was a random paycheck. He spoke from experience. Truth be told, he too had been looking for a roommate.
"Maybe we could-" but yet again he interrupted himself because of the idiocy of the idea that popped in his mind. Dumb idea. That probably wasn't allowed. He made a slight cringing face and shook his head.
"Nevermind." He spoke and looked over at Sun again when she jumped up claiming that she wanted to go to class. He was a bit startled to see her switch so quickly between a gloomy grey cloud to a literal sun. Because of this, he backed a bit and just stared in confusion at her for a good thirty seconds, though a teeny smile crept up in the corners of his lips.
"Yeah, I'm going to class." Dae Jung said and swung his backpack over his shoulder again. "I guess I could sneak you in or something. We're doing sub-atomic physics though, can't promise that it'll be interesting." He continued and took a sip of the steaming cup of coffee he still held in his hand. He didn't mean to sound as arrogant as he did, but he noticed it and inwardly cringed at himself despite keeping a plain face.

 

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Today 11:48 AM

Sin Yang broke his gaze from the mirror when he felt an arm slip around him. A sleepy smile appeared across his pale complexion. The smile soon diminished as he recalled the events from the previous day. It only provoked him to be more cautious in public. He felt embarrassed for both himself and Jason. He blamed himself for what had happened at the grocery store. Did it seem like they were dating?

His attention switched back to present Jason when he spoke about breakfast. "Oh, uh, I don't usually eat breakfast," He admitted with a soft frown. Eating so early just kind of felt like and taste like he was chewing glue. Maybe he was just too used not eating because of his high school morning routine. But beating a routine seemed too difficult for his exhausted mind. He assumed he'd get back into the groove of eating all three meals after a month or two. "I usually just have a coffee in the morning."

He broke away from his roommate to move and lean against the counter. His gaze mostly roamed around in search of the coffee machine. He started on working on fixing himself a cup of caffeine. Thankfully it was one of those fancy-enough machines where you had to click a few buttons to get your coffee brewed. He remembered the nostalgic memories of watching him mother brew coffee in a white, paper filtered coffee machine; it was always slightly dirtied by coffee stains. Watching her fix her drink was always accompanied by him whining to have some. "It's for grownups."

He placed the mug under the device's spout and waited for the bitter drink to pour into his cup. Coffee felt like the perfect replacement for a morning breakfast; it energized you and filled it up. But within a few hours, it does lead you to a caffeine crash. Sin Yang didn't mind the taste of bitter coffee; he preferred it to be black. He felt the sugar and cream drew away from its real benefits. The sugar could also cause a more intense crash as the day progressed.
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[duergar]

s u n g . h y u n

location ♥ apartment | mood ♥ sleepy |​

Waking to nothing but the sound of distant traffic, to the sound of soft bass as his neighbours wake themselves with the same old songs playing on their radios. The simple sound of silence in a city gave him more peace than he was sure he'd ever receive. And suddenly it seemed impossible to move from under his duvet. His own radio kicking in, Sung Hyun sings under his breath as he forces himself to sit up, his duvet bundled into his arms as his feet hang dangerously close to the cold wooden floors.

Still half asleep and humming the song from the radio, he stirs his coffee one time too many as he zones out, watching the cars pass by on the roads outside, the early morning running groups already out in full force. Watching them with disdain as he idly stirs his coffee, now that the semester has started keeping active with both his job and studies would mean earlier mornings, which would mean more coffee. Coffee, the thought reminds him and his hand jerks sending coffee dripping down the sides of the mug. Letting out a soft laugh at his own stupidity, he tosses the spoon into the sink as he sips at his coffee.

Carrying his drink over to his piano he sits down, placing it onto the top before locking his hands together and stretching his back, letting out a gentle squeak. Flipping through the sheets he'd left the night before, he begins to play. Quietly and softly, he practices the set, his joints stiff with sleep almost instantly relaxing as they warmed to the movement. He still remembers the day he moved in, the utter stress of him and his siblings attempting to carry it up the stairs, the embarrassment of holding up his new neighbours after they'd managed to get it stuck in the stairwell. At least now he could laugh about it.

An hour later, changed washed and somewhat awake, Sung Hyun stands outside, briefly closing his eyes as he faces the sun, letting it warm his face as he prepares for his first day.

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