an act of kindness ◦
park byeol & ahn woojin ; university texting au
her eyes are on the lines of text on the walls of the bathroom stall for the entire time, skimming through all the messages, reading the little things that are left by people with no respect for the university or the people who’ve built it. not all of them are bad, however, nor vulgar, some are nice and she finds herself smiling at some of them. she always tries to take in everything, to see if anyone is being pinpointed more often. not that she thinks she can change anything about it, but the least she can do is report it to the people who are supposed to be able to do something.
today it’s not bullying that catches her attention, but instead it’s an actual real-looking phone number scribbled down with the words “call for a good time” beneath it. it’s not exactly the message itself that makes her feel uncomfortable, but more the way the people who wrote it seemed to have been truly enjoying themselves. truly wanting people to randomly text a number and send it stupid texts. still, she doesn’t think it’s a good idea to leave a personal number around for anyone to see.
so she leans down to reach into her bag and pulls out a marker. hesitating for a split second, she pulls out her phone on a whim and takes a picture of the message, before scribbling over the phone number to make it intelligible. it takes a few moments, and her phone starts buzzing right as she’s done. alarm clock, telling her it’s time to head to class for one of her nerve-wrecking class presentations which is supposed to happen in about half an hour. if only they stopped giving tasks like those in university. if only.
quickly gathering her stuff together, she throws her bag over he shoulder and leaves the bathroom behind her, immersing herself into the loudness of the ever-crowded hallways again. later on she would probably claim it to be stress or something of the sort, but as she’s walking, she lifts her phone again and starts typing a text at the number on the picture she took. perhaps she could bring a smile to someone else’s day. and perhaps that someone else could temporarily take her mind off of the horrors of speaking for a group as well.
you never know until you take a shot in the dark, after all.
[ text ↳ unknown ] hey, found your number on a bathroom stall saying to call for a good time. i hope texting works too, cause i could really use something to take my mind of the class presentation i'm about to fail at horrendously.
@tcphra​
