DREAM.

EXHAUSTED. juyeon was consumed, worn out. for some other reason, the gods have decided wretch his day, from start and presumably finish. he lets out a big sigh, his trademark smile painted professionally on his features despite resisting the urge to just drop to the ground and scream. he checks his phone, glancing at the notification containing only the words ‘student lounge.’ before grabbing the two beverages he ordered earlier and heading to said place. along the way, he cursed any person stopping him in his mind, with kind eyes and light tone and appointed smile in spite of his shaking grip on both of the drinks he’s holding, insides boiling and bones weary. sometime soon, he felt like he was going to crush the plastic cups right there and then before reaching his destination, with the amount of unconscious force spilling from his hands. still, he wasn’t going to just walk away, that wasn't how he was taught, it wasn’t what was engraved deep in his cores— he couldn’t, even if he tried— so he smiles, figure almost trembling in the eyes of onlooking passerbys. finally, he reaches the student lounge; taking a quick glance around before walking his way towards the otherwise empty space. juyeon sets down the two cups on the table, plopping down next to the other, his smile dropping just as quick. 

“hey,” he simply starts, voice slightly hushed. “are you busy?”

‘ yeah i figured that out, you wouldn’t be so good if you weren’t much a music enthusiast. i bet you spend a hell lot of hours everyday in this room. ’ minhyuk gave a quick look through the place. if he was totally honest, that wasn’t his ideal environment, everything was so well organized, so clean, it was scary. he could never fit in a site like that one. he remained silent while the other talked, there was something about this guy that seemed interesting. ‘ does that mean this emotional power surged through you? ’ he inquired, adding a playful smirk. teasing was one of his favorite hobbies for sure. ‘ heh, no need for that. i have probably already stolen plenty of time of your practice. ’ as much as minhyuk desired to leave from that prison-like room he also wanted to discover more of the guy infront. ‘ unless you don’t mind me staying longer then hit me with all you have, bring it ! ’ his voice unintentionally becoming louder.

as the other talked, his fingers itched to just play, but instead, his digits laid shivering against the keys; he wasn’t rude, he wasn’t going to cut him off suddenly. and besides, juyeon knows he could spot a gleam of interest in the other’s eyes, and he dared to think the said interest was welcomed, he needed to be validated in his current mindset. “i do, actually. i can immerse myself here,” no one really walks into this side of campus, so he wonders how the other got around here. “pft. don’t sound so sure, maybe i just like this particular type of music.” he played along, eyebrow raised and tone light; despite the other hitting the jackpot, but he wasn’t going to be admitting it any time soon. “don’t be so kind, i wasn’t really practicing, just letting out this ‘emotional surge.’”, a laugh etches from his throat, his most genuine one yet, today. with a nod of his head in confirmation, he gave his trembling fingers a shake before he started, his entranced state of just being able to play returning as his fingers started to glide against the white and black keys of the keyboard, frédéric chopin’s waltz in a minor filling the room with light tunes of old school classics. he appointed his smile at the male as he played, almost trying to assure himself. 

a small walk in the afternoon. minhyuk was a bit more anxious than usual, deciding to wander around the place until he could recover himself. there was no particular motive to it, maybe there were so many thing going on that he forgot how he would habitually behave. heavily inmersed in his thoughts and the whistling that accompanied him were enough for him to get lost for about more than an hour, not sure in which part of the campus was he at. instantly minhyuk was following a melody that was far from making him calm down, it was indecipherable, it was consuming him. ‘ hard question. i don’t think it is possible for me to ever dislike any kind of music, i just love it a little too much for my own good. but yours, well… it’s not exactly my type. ’ he simply added. the only reason he ended in that position was how intriguing the other’s piece was. slowly stepping forward until he reached the piano, resting both arms on top of it. ‘ not that you’re bad, i’m completely startled. how can someone be so smiley after playing that? i mean wow, it sounded so depressing i almost cried. ’

juyeon gave a little hum at the other’s words, fingers habitually swiping across the keys, considerate and careful in a unfocused sense. “i think we agree on the loving music too much point,” he started, voice gentle alike the melancholic pieces beneath his fingertips. “Beethoven has been always the guy you’d go for when an emotional power surges through you, so i get it. it grips at your heartstrings, doesn’t it?" he gave a little laugh at the comment, his gaze focused, wistful if you looked deep enough. “your surprise isn’t unusual, but i’m used to it by now.” he thinks, he doesn’t really mean it, but there was no other explanation. despite any fleeting burdensome thoughts going through his head, his smile spreads across his face, reaching up to his eyes. genuine and insincere, right at the same time. “ i’d play you another, more cheerful one if you’d like,” he paused, raising his gaze to the male in proposition. “how about it? we can’t have you crying now, even though i truly understand.” he finished, a light laugh accompanying his words.  

hewwo bros, it’s ya boypal kee (he/they, 19) coming at you from the gmt +3 timezone with my trash child juyeon (*kim jungwoo) !! i’m totally not procrasting on my exams at all, i haven't joined a rp group in a while and i’m super duper excited to meet everyone and their characters! smaash that ˡⁱᵏᵉ button and i’ll hit up your ims for plotting.

w o a h !  was that kim jungwoo?  oops, nope. that was rhee juyeon, a student at busan art university who is majoring in theater studies. i think they’re living in the anam hall dorms without a roommate. i heard that they were a 21 year old, male who is elegant & manipulative and prefers he/him pronouns.  (kee, 19, gmt+3) 

(tw: character death, depression).