@ksdaewon ; throughout keisung academy, students and staff were busy preparing for the upcoming masquerade ball. taejoon, of course, was not one of them. he’d never really considered himself to be an active participant in anything unless it benefited him, which was why he’d mostly been largely concentrated on finding the right outfit and mask for himself instead of helping to pull off the event. presently, he’d just gotten back from the store off-campus where he’d been browsing for some ideas on his costume. now back on campus, he was wandering around the college block, without so much of an actual destination in mind.
just down the hallway, a college kid he vaguely recognised to be a misfit was carefully working on something -- taejoon approached him, moving closer to see what it was exactly. daewon was someone taejoon had seen around the back of the school, considering that they shared the territory between their cliques. but he wouldn’t go so far as to say that they were friends -- simply acquaintances, through those exact circumstances and their common membership in the drama club.
looking over daewon’s shoulder to see what the elder was doing, he raised an eyebrow. “that’s what we’ll be putting up for the ball? damn.”
