#* threads

as the season gets colder, the more luciel wants to remain inside buildings. he’s never one to like the winter season, despite how festive his surroundings are. the cold does bring back memories he’s not fond of. he used to despise it whenever it snow, especially. but as he grew older, his disdain faded away, what remains is a habit of disliking being cold.

luciel loathes the moment when practice is over, he has to walk back to the dorms. the sun would have already set by then, greeted by the moon and cold winds running past him. he lingers around the doors of the building, heaving a sigh as he thinks about how he has to deal with the troublesome weather. the hot packs in his pockets aren’t going to help much either.

maybe he’ll just get a hot cup of tea from the vending machine first?

squeezing another workshop in? more likely than you think. considering that luciel is in a debut project already… a class for english language is definitely an asset he’ll be utilising in the future. communication is crucial, after all. maybe one day in the far future he’ll get to communicate with english fans? it’ll be worth it, he thinks. he has eyebags under his eyes, but what trainee here doesn’t has any? he continues to push himself forward.

“you’re taking this one too?” luciel questions a familiar face as he sits down beside her, he’s known yuji just briefly, from connections of course. crossing paths with familiar people, yet are also ones he’s never interacted much with, aren’t uncommon at this point for him. it’s just surprising that it’s within the path of idols. “haha, sorry. where are my manners? good afternoon, yuji… sunbae.” he gives a little head bow.

luciel takes a glance at his watch as he walks over to the cafe. it’s his first time scheduling a casual meetup with @beseira outside of nextgen related things, the entire program was so strenuous that it was difficult to enjoy even a simple hangout. now, the pressure has been lifted off his shoulders momentarily. he has to adjust with his trainee schedule soon enough, but at the moment he’s here at the cafe to simply enjoy his time with a friend.

he finds a table for two and remains seated until the girl arrives, looking through the menu quickly. it’s your typical cafe, there is nothing too special about it other than the limited edition menu they have. luciel knew what to order at this point, just a simple cup of iced spanish latte, he makes a mental note in his head.