#kimiikoz

        ❅           "You're aware of that, right?" The question was asked calmly, simple as it was, concentrating more on cutting the fruits for that smoothie, not looking up from the cutting board, distracted by removing all the stems and cores. Not even thrown off by the silence, something she'd usually mind, getting no answer, being left waiting, overlooking it with music playing in the background, lightly moving her head along with it, refusing to do more while she was holding a knife, stubbornly confusing until she was done, pushing all the pieces into the mixer. Finally she raised her gaze, glancing at Kimiko, leaning against the counter lightly, fingers tapping onto the plate of the isle, following the rhythm of the song. "Does telling others change anything?"

❛ i’ll be late for my afternoon classes. ❜ he says while making no movement to go, looking reluctant to leave her side after she asks. ❛ hey, i’ll text you when it’s over, okay? i only have two classes to go to. ❜

“ Probably because you are still not old enough to see the risque. “ The smirk that curved across the male’s face encouraged an intrigue from the female ㅡ waiting for her to click on the bait. From the exterior Gian seems to be a goody kind of person. He always wear it neat and simple. His youthful looks do match up with his actions too. However, behind close doors ㅡ and underneath the facade, there’s more darkness one can fathom. Gian is from a complicated household. He grew up in an unconventional way, and his sort of thinking ㅡ perhaps is much of a variety than most individuals at his age. He looks normal from the outside. A good boy. But his layers are more than enough to bury the truth and the lies.

❛ do you even have time to hang out with me anymore? it seems like you’re always busy doing famous people things. ❜ his expression betrays the tone of the greeting to the other girl, features soft as he smiles and holds out a plastic bag filled with assorted snacks. ❛ i bought these for you, but leave the shrimp chips! they’re for me to eat on the bus later. ❜

        ❝Listen--...There’s no good in bottling everything up like that. Just tell me what’s wrong, hm?❞ Dohyun hummed in something of an awkward response, lithe fingers absently brushing through silky brunette locks.  ❝While it may be uncomfortable, considering I’m six years your senior.. just take that as a good thing. I’ve got six years of experience on you. Even if I can’t help, it’s still better to let it out, okay?❞

      ❛   you would even say it glows.   ❜