"Touch it again, and I swear I will jam your own ice cold fingers so far up your ass that they'll come out of your eyes." // welcome to evteka, jerkface.
Byunghun’s hand pauses just a few centimetres from the chocolate cupcakes. There is white frosting already smeared on the tips of his fingers from the last one he stole. A quick glance at his friend has him debating the severity of his words. But before he could really think about it, he quickly picks up three of the cupcakes and shoves them into his mouth. Crumbs fall to the floor, frosting smears against his face including his lips, nose, chin and cheeks. Parts of the cupcakes and the frosting even fall onto his jacket, staining the material is white.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” are the words that he tries to say but with his mouth stuffed full like a hamster’s, it comes out of an incoherent muffle.

















