written

taken originally from here, with @ssuwonshik:

people were weird, minwoo knew that, experienced that and was already used to that. actually he was so sure nothing would ever surprise him that he was literally shocked - yes, that’s the best word to explain it - when that guy, wonshik was in front of him with a really tacky sweater.

somehow it reminded him of that one time when harry potter got his first christmas gift from the weasleys and it was something just as weird but the kid wore it, proudly.

people really wore weird things during holiday season and he wondered if maybe wonshik wasn’t going to a party or maybe a competition for the weirdest sweater ever; he could win that, definitely.

but as if it wasn’t enough, he watched with horror and a little bit of curiosity when the thing started to blink repeatedly, lights all over the sweater, making it impossibly weirder.

he wanted to say something, he really did, but the only thing minwoo was able to do was to laugh, laugh until his lungs claimed for air, until the corner of his eyes were filled with tears and he couldn’t stop, it was all too much; oh holiday season.

november prompt for @ssuxnoeul

for those who knew minwoo, it was quite obvious that he enjoyed the rain. but unfortunately for him, whenever it rained in korea, was different from america, it was more like pouring non stop and you could never predict when it would happen.

so it was unfortunate for him when he was leaving school, late at night that day, after a long researching afternoon at the library, deciding to leave his car behind and walk back to his apartment that day, and the rain started to fall, heavy drops that hurt his skin and quickly soaked him, making minwoo seek for some shelter until he figured out what he could do.

he was already sneezing, because along with the rain came the weird cold wind, when he pulled his phone from one of his pockets and sent a rather despicable image to the only person that could help him out.

a few moments later came the response, one he was just expecting, but still made him pout to the screen

“You’re soaked. Not really prepared for the weather, huh?”

sending another text, this time without a picture attached, he hoped noeul would help him out; after all, that’s what friends were for.

november prompt for @ssumarius​

not many people gave minwoo inspiration to write about random things. sometimes, when he tried too hard, nothing would come to him and when he least expected, there was the thing or person, that would give him enough for him to write a long essay or just something short but useful.

just like the situation unfolding in front of him at the moment.

minwoo didn’t mind the rain, actually he liked it, welcomed it and had the strange idea that whenever rain was pouring, all his sins were being washed away and he could start all over; he had done that thinking a lot, if he was honest to himself.

“that’s my umbrella! it’s got my name on it!”

he heard the guy, holding a yellow umbrella with one hand, yelling at another, that seemed quite surprised with the situation and minwoo wanted to laugh because the shorter boy with the umbrella seemed really annoyed about that and minwoo started writing about him, about how the boy, who held a precious object to him, was actually willing to fight to anyone about it; short but sweet.

whenever minwoo was immersed in his own world, he never noticed what he was doing, especially when he was staring quite intensely at the guy with the umbrella, that was now walking to his direction.

november prompt for @ssuseul

after being a student for almost three years, minwoo could say he was used to every single type of person that studied at samseong. there were the types that treated you as if you didn’t exist, there were those who thought you were their crushes or best friends and there were ones you just wanted to stay away,

he quite never understood why exam season was so stressful - perhaps because minwoo himself enjoyed what he was doing and everything he did was just like an experiment, he had fun while writing, even when he went through his writer’s blocks, but they never lasted.

and it was quite possibly why he was just staring at the boy with awesome skin and a hard expression, talking to him as if they were best friends (something they definitely weren’t), looking almost defeated. minwoo swallowed the bitter words that threatened to leave his lips as he knew exactly who that guy was, but as the words ‘karma’ and ‘be nice’ blinked a red light in his head, he just stared at iseul, quite curiously.

november prompt for @ssusuyeon

“ You’re a bit… too much for this”

as soon as minwoo heard those words coming from suyeon, he actually wished they came from someone else.

not that he minded his ex witnessing him in the middle of the hall, only wearing white pants and no shirt on, while carrying huge boxes while climbing up the stairs because the elevator was actually broken - too good that he was in a good shape.; but it was definitely odd, the way suyeon kept looking at him and minwoo wanted to laugh, as usual, the amount of emotions running between them was always palpable whenever they were around each other and this time wouldn’t be any different.

november prompt for @ssurune​

minwoo wouldn’t normally cross paths with students from other departments, mostly he would observe them from afar, trying to figure out who could have been sending messages to his journal, sometimes looking for patterns on their behavior, nuances that could make him reach out and perhaps offer face to face advice.

but if there was someone he could never figure out, this person was rune. the first time minwoo saw her, he was sure she was part of some idol group or something like that. from her aura to her looks, there was something different about her.

exquisite would be a good word to describe her, as she came down the stairs, one hand waving some imaginary song as the other one she kept holding some kind of drink, something that took him right back to america, to one of his favorite times of the year.

“Eggnog? Isn’t it too early for that?” minwoo asked with a frown, but he could almost chuckle at rune; like his first impression of her, she was exquisite.

a blast from the past hit @ssusuyeon

samseong university - three years ago

minwoo wasn’t aware that he had spent the past thirty minutes in front of the mirror, deciding which outfit he should pick for the very first day at school. it wasn’t that he minded what people would think about him, because he was past that for ages now, but still he wanted to look nice enough to survive without being mocked about his clothing - bottom line he would gladly wear pajamas all day if he could.

so after picking what it seemed to be his fifth outfit for the day, it looked just quite normal that he would wear some worn out faded jeans and a denim shirt, some leather jacket and his look seemed cool enough to pull through the first day.

going to a new school wasn’t new for him and minwoo was definitely ready for the challenge of facing new faces and new teachers all for the sake of his dream to become a writer. it was almost funny to think about how his perspective of a dream changed in just a few years - from a dancer to a writer, but he wasn’t one to turn his back when he heard the call.

the sight before minwoo as soon as he got to the university, just half an hour later, was breathtaking and everything he had been expecting - from the amount of excited students, to the girls wearing matching outfits even if it wasn't mandatory that they did it, to the already infinite cliques he could identify since he had trained eyes for that.

and perhaps it was just because he was so trained, that he saw him and for the first time minwoo wanted his eyes to have actually been playing some sick trick because he didn't want to believe what was just in front of him.

and of course his feet weren't connected to his brain, but mostly to his heart, once he realized what was going on, he was unequivocally close to someone from his past, someone he wish he didn't leave.

from me to @ssuxnoeul

he shouldn’t be running like an idiot and minwoo knew it. people were staring as he passed by them, sometimes bumping into them and being called foul names, which made him even more annoyed at his stupid actions.

still there he was, running, crossing the streets holding a bag from a fancy store nearby, as he finally spotted the coffee shop not very far from where he was; lucky for him, his workout routine put him in a good shape and he was barely sweating when he stopped his motions, turning his fast steps into a most normal walk, pretending he didn’t shame himself earlier.

the place was cozy and it was the first thing minwoo noticed, and he did take his dark green scarf off not only because he was feeling warm enough but also because he still thought he looked pretty weird wearing that. but to wear that scarf had been an advice from the person he was now trying to find in the cafe.

it didn’t take long until he found noeul sat by one of the windows, looking quite elegant with his long legs crossed and sipping on some kind of hot beverage. when their eyes met, the taller male somehow smirked at minwoo, probably making fun of his disheveled figure in silence.

hello dear students! i’m so glad to be able to join you guys before the opening, i was so excited about this rp since i found it. i’m minwoo’s mun and i hope we all get along and get to develop our characters a lot. i’m still working on minwoo’s pages and i’ll probably have them ready sometime later today, but in the meanwhile i hope we can plot. under the cut there are a few facts about minwoo that might help you out or give you some ideas. let’s have fun!

oh yesss you can like this for a free plot and/or starter (just give me a word and i’ll work around it!)