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( This was very nice to come back to -v- and I haven't even incorporated much of the whole med student persona into him yet, but I'm thankful that you're enjoying Dooj's muse as much as I am. Thank you for finding him appealing and thank you for complimenting my portrayal! )

Remind me to name the skeleton propped up in the corner after you, so I can pretend I'm taking you apart everytime I dismember that thing and play air-drums with its rib bones. 

Ah, fuck-- (/his first instinct was to swear and he did, a quiet line of obscenities spilling from his lips as he moved his textbook to his other arm in fear of staining his notes with the iced beverage, but upon watching the male who had accidentally (and unfortunately) wasted his drink upon him, he realized the other guy was even more panicked than he was, and exhaling a laugh instead (in an attempt to dispel the awkwardness), he waved it off) Nah, it's alright, this is just a pair of scrubs-- I'll just take it home and disinfect it or something, I have spares in my backpack anyways. You, though-- you just wasted a very expensive iced beverage on my shirt, I'd be more panicky about that than my dingy old scrub uniform. 

Where do you want to go? (/he blinks at her, eyebrows pinching together slightly at the tiny girl, one hand coming up to rest atop of her head and musses with her hair) You're like half a head shorter than I am... 

(/a boisterous, exaggerated clearing of the throat is heard from behind him and Doojoon turns to face a male who's features vaguely resembled the cross between an alien and a vampire, and for a second he wondered if the aforementioned male could perhaps be, a model, before allowing a bright grin to tug across his lips, dipping his head in a casual bow) I'd love to do the, um. Friendship thing, Soohyuk-ssi. My name's Doojoon and I'm a student, and, um... to speed up this 'friendship' process, shall I call you hyung instead? Soohyuk... hyung? ... you are older than me right? 

(/confusion reflects in his eyes as the stranger (who, after all, wasn't that much of a stranger-- he was only the leader and talented rapper of one of the top idol groups at the moment) threw an arm around his shoulder, the other's voice tinged with camaraderie) I, um-- hi, Yongguk-ssi, huge fan of your rapping and your mixtapes but... how did you know my name? 

 vi. ♡ Subtle tattoos. He's not fond of those huge dragon tattoos that span the entire back, or the roses that decorate down someone's ribs, but he likes those little sentimental tattoos-- a few numbers on the wrist in remembrance of someone who was dear to them, a couple of birds scattered across a hipbone, an anchor hidden behind the shell of an ear-- things like that. 

v. ♡ The combination of a plaid button up, a simple black or white tank and a pair of jean shorts is a deadly combination. Dress like that for a first date (or just an innocent study session...) and Doojoon will be reduced to putty.