#lagda

   it wasn’t often that hiroto had a day to himself. between school and his family, sometimes it felt like he was DROWNING. but this weekend was a sacred weekend to him. TIME ALONE. his parents were busy with a business trip over the weekend, and ua had decided to allow older students to leave campus and be on their own. usually, students went home to their families. with hiroto’s family being gone, he was left to his own devices. which meant wandering around japan ALONE. no picking and choosing between HERO and VILLAIN today, he was simply HIROTO. and it felt nice. thank god, he thought to himself as he walked down the street, glancing at shops and debating how he wanted to spend his time. his footsteps slow as he approaches a bakery. interesting, he thought as his stomach grumbled. sweets sounded pretty good right now. 

hi im hattie brown! and yes, my last name is like the colour! i hope you like this shell. it's my favorite. if you put it by your ear, you can even hear the ocean if u listen real good. i love the beach, do you too? and i hope this makes you feel better!

dear  hattie  :

thank  you  for  your  note  and  for  the  shell.  i've  never  been  to  the  beach.  at  least,  not  properly.  mum  and  dad  have  taken  me  to  brighton,  but  it's  not  the  type  of  beach  you  can  swim  in.  you  just  look  at  it  from  a  distance  and  admire  it.  you  must  be  from  somewhere  warm  if  you're  able  to  frequent  beaches  and  pick  up  seashells.  i  envy  that.  i  tried  to  listen  for  the  beach's  noise  in  the  seashell,  but  i  couldn't  hear  it.  it  may  be  because  my  ears  are  clogged  up  at  the  moment.  i  will  try  again  later  and  report  back.  

my  name  is  sienna.  your  mum  was  very  nice  when  she  dropped  off  your  gift  at  my  door.  it  came  at  just  the  right  time.  i  feel  much  better  now.  i've  never  built  a  sandcastle,  but  i  hope  that  we  can  one  day,  just  like  your  drawing  suggests.  

i'm  asking  my  mum  to  drop  this  note  off.  she  talks  very  much,  so  i'm  very  sorry  if  she  bores  you.  you  can  tell  her  you're  tired  and  don't  want  to  talk.  it's  okay.  

“ damn— you’re a really fucking fast runner you know that? ” [ from maria ] @lagda​

What are their 5 most recent google searches?

weather forecast today ua sports festival footage what are popular tiktok trends abba music  nice cat picture

What’s their texting style like?

hiroto is embarrassingly formal in his text messages. if you are texting him, you’re basically getting an email back. it’s either too much text or just a simple ‘okay’ and nothing more. 

What is on your muses phone? ( apps , photos , contacts , notes , most used emoijs .etc )

hiroto is a bare bones kind of guy. he usually just uses his phone to make phone calls, and send text messages. for his parents owning a tech company, it’s pretty odd. he doesn’t use emojis often, but if he does it’s usually just a simple smiley face. he has instagram on his phone, but doesn’t use it often. he never posts. 

How does your muse handle distressing and/or overwhelming situations?

honestly?? it depends on the situation. if it’s a situation that puts himself in harm  ( like a fight )  he is very calm and analytical. he will think through the scenario and create a plan in his mind that gets him out of the situation with the least amount of harm done to himself. now, if it’s a consistently distressing situation  ( like lets say living a double life and betraying his classmates oops )  he will push all his feelings involving the situation as far down as they can go. he will let the bad feelings simmer until he snaps. 

Do they have a sensitive spot/s?

the ringing of the bell                    breaks the silence of the night. she isn’t asleep, though the rest of the house might be, at such late hour. instead of being herself in bed, she has taken to reading, trying to solve a problem which has arisen at the department ( a time-turner leaving traces in the veil of time ), settling herself comfortably in her office, where she keeps a fire burning. it is the middle of the winter, and she can hear the wind banging against the widow, frozen breezes against which the wooden frames creaks. 

she reaches the door before kreacher can get to it, her wand held firmly in her right hand. the house cannot be seen nor discovered by those who haven’t been told its emplacement, but the seat of the house of black is hardly an impenetrable fortress, despite the charms surrounding it. it could be anyone, and she knows of the tensions which have lately arisen amongst wizards of all sorts. “ vanessa ? ” through the slight opening, she recognises her distant cousin, who she sees now and then at the ministry, when their own job requirements sometimes collide. “ what are you doing here ? ”

Having been living among people for quite a while now, Hangyeol has managed to make a couple of friends here and there. Of course, he couldn't reveal his true identity to them for obvious reasons but he was open about not having experience in or have experienced certain things.

One of those things he hadn't experienced yet but had recently gotten curious about were musicals. Of course, he listened to the radio as well as watched TV but when one of his friends mentioned musicals to him, he got interested and did some research on them. Finding them fascinating, he was very delighted when his friend surprised him with tickets and invited him to his first musical experience.

Not sure how to dress for the occasion, he asked his friend and after having been given some advice and told that he wouldn’t have to wear anything too formal, he opted to go for a simple outfit.

After arriving at the venue, Hangyeol took in the atmosphere and looked around for a bit, somewhat studying how the people around him behaved to learn how someone would generally behave during events such as this. Soon there was an announcement for them to get seated as the musical was about to begin so his friend lead him into the hall and to their seats. Their seats were in the center of the third row so Hangyeol had the perfect view of the entirety of the stage.

Soon after they had sat down, the lights got dimmed and the music began to play. Right from the start, he was mesmerized by everything that was going on on stage. The presentation of the story, the vocals of the actors and actresses, as well as the entire atmosphere. Especially one of the actresses had caught his attention as he found her performance to be outstanding and he could've sworn that they've locked eyes at one point even if it was just for the blink of an eye.

He was surprised when there was a break during the performance but his friend explained to Hangyeol that it was a common practice to give the performers a chance to catch their breath, change their outfits, and it was usually also used to do bigger changes on the stage setup for the rest of the scenes.

After the break was over, they went back to their seats, and much to Hangyeol's disappointment, the musical was over quicker than he anticipated. If it would've been up to him, it could've gone on for another hour or two.

As they were leaving the hall, his friend let him know that there was going to be an afterparty and that he got them tickets in advance in case Hangyeol wanted to go. Of course, he wanted to go and so they made their way to the rather large back room where the afterparty was held after stepping outside for some fresh air.

Feeling a bit hungry, Hangyeol was glad that there was a buffet which they immediately made their way towards to grab some food. Once both of them had filled their plate, they went to sit down at one of the tables in the corner where a server came up to them and asked if they wanted anything to drink. They both ordered a beer then started to eat.

A short time later, the server came back with the beer they've ordered and put the glasses down then disappeared again. When Hangyeol looked up and around, he noticed some of the performers entering the room and grabbing some food from the buffet as well before finding a table to sit at. That's when he noticed a woman who he believed to be the actress he thought to have locked eyes with when she was performing on stage earlier and unintentionally ended up staring at her without realizing it.