Kota

§ ᴛʜᴇ ɢʀᴇᴀᴛ ᴇꜱᴄᴀᴘᴇ § a closed starter for @kwxeden​

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“so… hyung?” the sound of his voice feels foreign to his own ears, probably because he hasn’t spoken the past few minutes at all. eden’s gaze flashes down towards where they’re linked, if he isn’t still trying to grasp onto the blurry lines between friction and reality he’d be able to hear the beat of his heart—a cliché, just like everything he had experienced so far. “not that i don’t like you holding onto me or anything, because i do. somewhat. weirdly enough. but—are you good?” he asks, taking a peek at the boy’s face, curious.

this is certainly a dent in his plans. there’s a band meeting he’s supposed to attend soon, but he thinks it’s fine for him to indulge in this fun moment for a while. “are you in trouble? should we run away?” he questions, tone playful, always with that hint of teasing. “somewhere no one can find us,” he suggests, as if they’re still in this make belief scenario where consequences don’t exist. a mischievous smile plays on his lips, nothing short of an enabler.

( romcoms don’t always happen in real life. eden knows that much, but, he can have fun with the idea ).

there was a part of kota which would never forgive his dad for forcing him to not only move to the country, but to also attend university and study something he had absolutely zero interest in.

it was why he kept pulling this stunt, why he would either just ditch class or even leave in the middle of whatever lesson the teacher was currently talking about. why stay in a class when he wasn’t even paying attention and could be somewhere else doing something like taking a nap or even enjoying some ‘freedom’?

this time around he had a plan set and ready to go, though that was before he ended up having those plans backfire and he had bumped into the other male. now here he was, hiding away in an empty classroom which he hadn’t originally planned when he had left his seat and ignored the yelling of his professor behind him. usually in this type of situation he would be putting his flirting game on, doing his best to charm whoever he was with at the time, in this case the male he had just bumped into only moments prior, though this wasn’t the time or place.

at least not yet anyway. he surely would though once the coast was clear and he had time to gather his own thoughts.

only when he hears the voice from beside him does he finally turn his attention to the male, blinking a couple of times as his gaze eventually follows to where the other is looking. kota stays that way for just a few seconds before quickly letting go of the other’s wrist despite hearing the exact words that come from the younger male. “oops... sorry.” he says in a tone just above a whisper, still not trusting that his professor had given up that easily in such a short time.

it’s then that his gaze averts to looking at the other male, head tilting slightly towards the side while the corner of his lip curves up into a slight grin, nodding slowly at his own thoughts until he hears what the other says to him next which piques his interest a little more than it probably should.

“where no one can find us?” he questions with a low chuckle, leaning against the door while crossing his arms over his chest, gaze never once leaving the other as he does so. “and where exactly is this place at? better yet, why are you so willing to help me out?” kota questions the reasoning behind the other’s intentions, almost cautious of the other due to not really knowing much about the other. just because the male was willing to help him, didn’t mean that he wouldn’t use this chance to give kota up. he had to be on guard until he knew for sure that the younger wasn’t just trying to throw him under the bus here.

A look into Kota’s phone: Part 1/?

The lock screen: Since he does read tarot cards and is also the president of the ‘Free Spirits’ club, of course his lock screen’s wallpaper is a photo of a tarot card. You’d think that, someone like him who is always taking selfies, his wallpaper would be a photo of himself. It’s not. shockingly

The photos: His photos are a mixture of pictures and videos of himself, his friends, videos of his paranormal investigations, and even a few memes saved here and there when he doesn’t feel like responding to a text, using memes instead as his way of ‘answering’ them.

kwkota​:

quick ooc note ! i know i have like 12 people to respond to on dm’s… maybe more? dlfkjsldkfjsd but i’m getting to those now ! the past week was hectic at work and i didn’t feel like doing much of anything really so i’ll be getting to those now BUT if anyone would like to also plot separately for the festival like this and we can do that once we get things more sorted out (if we haven’t already) ! ^^

update: got to some of you but not all before my brain gave up for the night (it’s now 12am lol) SO, tomorrow i will continue on my quest of responding to dm’s while i’m at work/after work ! <3

what was really up with these social events? he just didn’t see the point in them, more so he didn’t see why he had to attend them despite being told the same excuse of how one day he would also be in his father’s position, of course against his own free will that is. so, when it comes to these events, it’s only natural for him to act out in different ways in some sort of attempt to get his father to stop forcing him to attend.

though, so far his own behavior didn’t nothing more than enrage his father each time that kota acted out, which is why he had managed to get himself into the situation that he’s currently in at the moment.

after causing a bit of ruckus, his father gave him that look which told him ‘follow me now’ and of course kota found himself in one of the private rooms, his father now in front of him yelling angrily about the little stunt that he had pulled by spilling his drink on one of the guests’ clothes, ultimately ruining the expensive one-of-a-kind dress. though, in kota’s defense, she sort of deserved what she got after talking shit about his mother back in japan, so of course he didn’t feel guilty in the slightest for what he had done.

“do you get some sort of enjoyment at ruining these events?! why can’t we have just one peaceful night without you ruining it?!” his father is in his face at this point, yelling these words to him in a mixture of both japanese and korea, something the man often did without even realizing he was doing it, especially when he was extremely angry with kota.

rolling his eyes at his father, kota averts his gaze elsewhere, letting out a heavy sigh of annoyance at the conversation that’s now taking place. or was it more of a scolding? either way, he wasn’t really even listening to hardly anything that his father was saying to him, though his father obviously takes notice of the lack of kota’s attention and it’s because of this that kota ends up feeling the stinging pain within seconds as the palm of his father’s hand makes contact with his cheek.

in that moment, kota can’t help but clench his jaw momentarily, eyebrows furrowing together as he glares at his father in response. “do you want to know why i act like this? actually, it doesn’t even matter. all you care about is the step-witch and never once really cared about me after you left mom. i guess i’m just learning everything from watching you?” his words are mostly just him practically asking to get hit again, and his father almost does just that, though before he can get his hand raised once again, kota has already pushed past the man and exited the room.

he makes his way out of the building, the stinging pain on his cheek making him very well aware, especially with the looks he’s currently getting from the guests, that there’s a handprint on his face. 

at this point, this is nothing new to kota in the slightest. the splitting headache from having a hangover due to the previous night only proving that he shouldn’t be in class today, instead taking this as an opportunity to ditch class and find his way up to his usual spot on the rooftop of the university. it was a nice and quiet space, a place that kota rather enjoyed spending time at since it meant that he could get some fresh air after being shut up in a classroom for most of the day.

it was rare for others to really come up here, especially during class since most were actually interested in their studies compared to kota really, so during these times he never really had to worry about having to deal with another student and could easily get as much rest as his heart desired. though what he didn’t know about today was that all of that was about to change within an instant.

kota is currently lying down on the roof, hidden behind a few old chairs that had yet to be cleared out properly, close to actually falling asleep as he does his best to ignore the throbbing pain in his head. though, just as he’s nearly asleep, he’s suddenly jolted wide awake when he hears the sound of a loud ‘bang’ coming from somewhere up there with him. his eyebrows furrow together as he thinks of how there shouldn’t be anyone else there, even ruling out that it couldn’t have been the wind because it wasn’t that windy at the moment.

it was a wonder how kota even managed to make it to his 3rd year in university, even more so due to how often he skipped class and even pulled off hiding the fact from his father. when he ‘agreed’ to study engineering, kota never once actually agreed to attend the class, finding a loophole in his own agreement with his father without the man even knowing what his intentions were the entire time.

today is no different, kota just isn’t having it with the class. so, as usual, he waits for the perfect opportunity when the professor has their back turned, quietly getting up from his chair before practically tip-toeing towards the door. though, of course he’s not paying full attention to his surroundings and ends up bumping into the small metal trashcan that’s placed beside the door, causing a loud sound to ring throughout the room. he quickly looks in the direction of the professor, hearing the usual ‘don’t do it, kota.’ before he’s giving a taunting grin and small wave before dashing right out the door.

only when he thinks that he’s at a safe distance does he finally slow his pace, now walking rather than running, though as he turns the corner to head up towards the rooftop he ends up making contact with something, or rather someone. it takes him a short moment to register what’s going on before letting out a loud, heavy, sigh. “excuse me but you’re kind of in my way.” he states, taking a moment to glance down the hallway to make sure that the coast is still clear.

he figured that he would have some time before the professor caught up to him, or even try to, especially since he had run quite a distance. thankfully it hadn’t come to that, which meant that kota still had some time. or so he thought. "oh yeah, sorry for this. i didn’t expect anyone else to be out roaming the halls right now.” he gives a small, nonchalant, shrug along with his own words.

it’s as if he can’t really catch a break because, as he’s about to just slink past the male and continue on his way, he hears the voice of his professor not too far from them. his head quickly turns to see that, at some point while talking to the stranger, his professor had stopped a good ten to fifteen feet away from the two students, bent over and trying to catch their breath. this becomes the perfect opportunity for kota on the other hand, using this moment to quickly turn, grab ahold of the other male’s wrist, and begin sprinting down the hall once again while practically dragging the other behind him.

hello ! first off, i just want to say that i’m so excited that kyungwon is finally open and i’m even more excited to be one of the many to be here for the grand opening ! congratulations to the AMAZING admin’s for the successful opening !! some of you may know me, other’s may not. for those who don’t, i’m em the mun behind watanabe kota (of course i would bring a treasure fc pfft). he’s from Yokohama, Japan and is in his 3rd year at kyungwon ! he is currently majoring in engineering ( per his father’s ‘wish’ that is - so he’s not entirely happy about taking the class ) and is part of both the music club and swimming club, both of which he actually takes seriously. you can read more about kota on his profile and even his background pages.