#acjinhai

     °☆.。.:* — HIS teacher was going to kill him ... but not if the stranger, who’s entirely drenched in junhwan’s coffee, kills him first.  

it wasn’t even entirely his fault; junhwan’s just got an annoying pair of legs that are too long and too clumsy for his own good. it’s actually a miracle that he’s good at sports because despite his fierce determination and passion for basketball, it seemed like half the time his body didn’t agree with him and junhwan ended up as a tangled mess on the ground, most of the time, just from walking. 

and today seemed to be no different as junhwan gripped the two cups of scorching hot coffee between his nimble fingers and rushed out of the coffee shop, trying to beat the clock and get to his next class before it started. he’s got two minutes so he starts jogging ( junhwan should’ve never offered to get people coffee, especially to people he liked because it’s becoming really dangerous ) and the minute he turns the corner of the sidewalk before him, he runs smack dab into another person which leads to junhwan’s unfortunate fate ... essentially lunging both cups of coffee straight onto the person he bumped into and before he knew it, all the contents of those cups were gone.

now, he’s left with two empty cups and a stranger soaked in his five dollar coffee. junhwan actually might start crying. 

“i’m so, so sorry,” were the first words to leave his lips, his tone extremely exaggerated and dripping of apologizes as he stares at the stranger with wide eyes. “ –– are you okay? it was my fault ... oh god, that coffee was really, really hot. both of them. i didn’t see you, i’m so sorry.”

BOARDWALK DANCE ASKBOX MEME : currently open !

     °☆.。.:* — JUNHWAN almost trips over his own two feet at the exclamation and drops his basketball in the process. he normally wouldn’t be fond of bystanders interrupting him during his solo practices because they were solo practices for a reason. but he supposed this was a good enough excuse because it was snsd and he would probably give up basketball if it meant to see taeyeon in the flesh.

( so yeah, he was a really big fan. )

“snsd is performing at the dance? no way,” he replies in almost an instant, fingers gripping onto the other’s shirt and shaking as if it were to get answers out of the other. “do you think they’re going to perform gee? do you think taeyeon is going to perform? do you think i can meet taeyeon sunbaenim?”

he’s so excited that he could puke but he smiles, bright and hopefuly anyway as he continues to shake the other. 

SCHEDULE: Korean A2, Science A2, Math B1, Spanish, Music Theory, Music Composition EXTRACURRICULARS: Dance club, orchestra pianist

KURIN SCHOOL NEWSPAPER, 05.01.17: New student Zhou Jinhai has officially joined the second year class! Jinhai is seventeen years old and has been reported to be intelligent, precise, and sharp but also naive, blunt, and pessimistic. His personality will take him far as a member of the dance club and the pianist in orchestra. Let’s welcome Jinhai to the school and wish him a good year!

they weigh heavy on the tip of her tongue, the words she won’t say.

four am and she’s got the world in her hands, pressed against her like it’s the only thing keeping her afloat, keeping her conscious. it’s the ninety proof taken five times over that’s probably beleaguering her right now, but she can’t shirk this feeling — the sensation in her head, in her fingers, in the place between her ribcage that used to hold a heart. there’s a something there that she can’t grasp entirely. it slips past her so fast it’s almost a ghost, except it leaves her warm when she’s cold.

jinhai’s voice cuts through her reverie, clear where she’s hazy, and the sound makes her heart beat erratically. like it’s the first time again, like she’s never before heard a boy speak to her with a smile set in the tone of his voice.

“noona,” the phone makes him sound gravelly — or maybe it’s the fact that it’s the dead of night. he was probably sleeping, she thinks in hindsight, though there’s a something in the back of her mind that makes her think that he’d been up waiting for her too.

the words are heavier now.

i miss you already. do you miss me too? what does it mean, to miss you so much?

but she decides: not tonight.

not to him.

“jinhai-yah,” the smile on her face is so brilliant that if he was here with her, she’d know it was a sham. “i just wanted to tell you i got home okay, is all. sleep well, okay?”

         ( HEADCANONS : ACCEPTING! )

acknowledges that he can be a p.o.s. sometimes, but he’s her p.o.s. — jinhai could tell her that he killed a man and her reaction would be a) “what the fuck” and then b) “where’s the body we’ve got to hide it”.

people always assume they purposefully match their colour schemes when they’re out at a formal gathering, but 99% of the time it’s unplanned and even they’re surprised when it happens. 

they have a special hand signal for when they’re in a boring conversation and want the other to save them. hands behind the back, index finger beckoning.

her coach/publicist refers to him as “that boyband date of yours” (nevermind the fact that he’s not in a boyband, but w/e).

whenever people used to ask if they were actually together yena liked to make up ridiculous stories in response (”no we’re actually engaged to be wed” “he’s actually an orphan boy i picked up on the street”) — no one asks anymore.

jinhai knows all her drunk habits. like 1) when she thinks a boy is cute and her eyes start to sparkle a little bit more, or 2) when she starts asking everyone to play drinking games with her it’s time for some calm down time, etc. conversely, she knows all of his.

she’s really touchy and dotes on him a lot. like straightens his tie and fixes his hair and tucks his tags in his shirt. likes linking arms with him.

they enable each other a lot and it’s gotten her into some troublesome situations in the past, but it’s all in good fun.

genuinely, truly likes jinhai because he doesn’t judge (or, well, he does, but it’s a friendly, teasing judgment), because he doesn’t pry, because he makes her laugh when she dearly needs to.