raw. rebel. root.

Having no complete sense of direction SHOULD NEVER be frowned upon ( even if Junmo can actually exclude himself from the list due to being new to the place ). Although, he somehow understood why he felt some slight embarrassment coming from the other’s voice upon admitting his confession. “That makes TWO OF US, hyung. But don’t worry, I got your back along with that ramen – if you help me carry those things to my apartment room.” came a playful grin after making a short statement. Hopefully, the two, or maybe just Junmo, would have enough energy to last for the whole day. He feels like he should at least do something for the other to make up for the trouble.

In the years leading up to her debut, Sana was repeatedly reminded by the JYPE management to be careful when hanging out with friends especially outside of the company- because the public and the media could misconstrue even the smallest of things. But her being herself, she was more apologetic of the fact that she brought this upon Hyuk himself. “Ah…” His question about how good she ran causes her to breathe out a giggle, “I’m not actually the best runner..” Memories of the last time she joined the 400m relay in the ISAC and how netizens made fun of her lack of athleticism was brought forth. Sana didn’t take it too seriously though, she knew she wasn’t the most agile human being in the world. Flexible to an extent, yes.. But it’s not like she was getting sports medals even before. "I don’t know how else we could get out of here without me having to deal with them. Hmm.. Let’s see. Maybe I can just ask my manager to come back and pick me up.. And then let’s just hang out elsewhere? What do you think?“ She asks, grabbing her iPhone from her pocket and starts to look through her contacts while she awaits his response.

A - Age: 24 (internationally) B - Biggest fear: being average  C - Current time: 10:11PM (kst) D - Drink you last had: lukewarm water E - Every day starts with: the sound of an alarm clock F - Favourite song: right now its khalid’s location G - Ghosts are they real: i’ve been hearing weird noises in my recordings from the studio and i’m kinda scared I - In love with: life  K - Killed someone: no -- you crazy? L - Last time you cried: i don’t really remember M - Middle name: none. N - Number of siblings: a brother O - One wish: to be able to do whatever i want  P - Person you last called/texted: keisuke uchida Q - Questions you are always asked: "how do you write music?” R - Reasons to smile: family, friends, fans, music and a special someone. S - Song last sang: like a star - corinne bailey rae T - Time you woke up: 9:30 U - Underwear colour: why. V - Vacation destination: united states W - Worst habit: bottling everything up X - X-Rays you’ve had: one for my wrist Y - Your favourite food: right now i’ve been really loving ramen Z- Zodiac sign: scorpio

&& -- INCOMING : @yevn

` 🦋  ─  Nora enjoyed the clubbing scene more than she should as an upcoming fashion model. So it was only natural to let the trembling , body pumping bass in some of the music performed, take over her body. She danced a little, swaying her head and singing aloud with the rest of the crowed. Watching as the concert comes to an end, she stood still in the center of everyone, looking around before her attention is turned to the blurting phone. Quickly, the girl answers, placing a hand on one ear while the phone rested up against the other,she could barely hear as the other artist begin to gather up on stage and play their songs. ❝ Backstage!?..I..Okay i’ll come back, I’m on my way!. ❞ Hanging up, sighing and beginning to turn and shuffle through the tight space of bodies. Making her way backstage, approaching the guard and asking to be let back, in which she was, stepping around him, entering the back room with a light bow to his crew, quickly adverting her eyes to Dean, waving his phone around between her delicate fingers. ❝ I have something for you.. ❞ she told with a smile.

&& -- After the performance was done, he sat back and relaxed with the other artists from clubeskimo as well as the stylists and makeup artists to prepare them for the show. Jokes were exchanged yet somehow he sat in his chair and just merely watched. Half of him was anxious for the girl that was going to come to approach him. Hyuk wanted to get to know her better, especially about the whole “I picked up the wrong phone” fiasco. 

His attention averted to the figure that was coming towards him from the door as soon as one of his friends gave his shoulder a light tap. Getting up almost immediately, he walked to her and gestured her to come inside, leading her to the spot where it wasn’t too crowded. 

@deankh을 위해: keep smiling !

“Tsk.. but I heard you had a song written for me. Why haven’t I heard it yet?” The songstress teases with a little pout, going on to elbow the male in a gentle manner. To take it up a notch, she even folds her arms to feign a sulk, only to end up spilling soft laughter all over the place. Nearly a year ago, she had received some comments from fans regarding the fellow singer’s interview on a certain show. He had apparently admitted to being a fan of hers, even stating that he had written a song about her. In retrospect, it was both amusing, and flattering, because, well.. she was a fan of his, as he was of her.

&& -- He was caught in a surprise as soon as the respected singer had throw the question his way. With the pencil fiddled between his fingers, he turned to look at her with wide eyes -- slightly flustered as well as embarrassed. Ah... that. Squeezing his eyes shut at the mere thought, he heaved a heavily sigh and leaned back against the back before managing a small smile to return to her gesture, clicking his tongue once. 

&& -- INCOMING : unknown number? 

&& -- INCOMING : unknown number?

&& -- INCOMING : unknown number?

🍒 The ache beneath her feet is the unforgiving and cruel reminder of how long her day was. She feels like she needs to take extra cautious steps not to disturb her brittle bones and upset her sore limbs, even if that’s a heavily exaggerated precaution. Practice, gym, schedules… work piled on work drastically drains you of any energy, yet she still keeps her composure and wears that soft smile. 

❝ To cats? ❞ for a quick moment, she’s about to ask what kind of coffee they plan to serve there, when the realisation hits her abruptly;  ❝ Oh! Ooooh. ❞ her features paint over with sheer joy, hands clapping together with indescribable excitement.  ❝ Fortunately for you - actually, for me - no, I’m not allergic to cats! I might prefer dogs a little bit more, but I’m still a lover of all animals. ❞ she concludes with a radiant smile stretching across her lips, already forgotten some of the fatigue she felt so intensely just seconds before. Yeah, she’s easily bribed with coffee and four-legged creatures. Slim fingers carefully tug the hoodie of her puffy jacket over her head, tucking any strands of loose, dark locks beneath it. The edge of it successfully covers most of her face and that’s exactly what she’s going for, obviously.  ❝ I’m not sure where that’s located, you can lead the way, right? ❞

&& -- Perhaps he had not realized that the girl could be growing exhausted from all the things she had to deal with, causing him to go ahead with his plans -- rendered completely oblivious. At the shift of her expression, he found himself smiling along with her; all the more reason is the fact that she would be enjoying the cat cafe as well. Lately, he had been more and more fond towards the felines and the thought of visiting a place with a plethora of them made him feel slightly giddy, not that he would admit it to anyone.