she feels invisible—like no one around her can actually notice her existence. and, in a way, this feels good. it's better being unnoticed and being able to actually observe humans. if she felt like she's being watched she probably wouldn't be able to actually mimic the small movements her mind captures.

sitting on a swing in the park, sohyun slowly moves her legs and keep herself entertained at how the swing moves—how the feeling of being on it, the small wind created by moving it, makes her so light and happy. even looking like a grown up, it seems like she is just a child, really.

she's been in one of those before, when she was younger, with her parents. but the sensation of being alone and surrounded by humans is a whole new thing.

the swing comes to a stop only when she places her feet on the ground. hands still on the chains as she notices a girl passing not that far from her. she looks pretty, she notices, the kind of pretty she would like to know how to be—her clothes, the way she walks, her makeup. sohyun frowns lightly, teeth chewing on her lower lip as she tries to capture small details of the human.

✗ : Explain how they portray feelings of hostility or dislike.

Hoseok calls it how he sees it, and if he dislikes someone, then he’ll very bluntly tell them so, but how far he lets his remarks go actually depends more on the person. Most of the time, he’ll either enchant them or manipulate them to save himself the trouble.

☾ : On a sleepless night, what would they be found doing?

‘ ☂ : Storms or clear skies? ——

Although free from the feeling of being somewhere he didn’t belong, Namjoon remembers the rain now as a crude reminder of the first time he realized he could not survive on his own. That sometimes, children needed adults, houses, warm embraces, and food. When storms shake the skies, howling winds become a recollection of the moment his young bones trembled viciously in the rain, vulnerable, after having left his legal guardians for his third night, and was facing a future without the comforts of basic human necessities. So, clear skies are what he prefers. Whether the colors above him are grey, blue, or pink, the weather hot, cold, or humid, as long as he can still look up to clarity rather than confusion; he’ll feel much more at ease.

‘  ✏ : What are their creative outlets?  ——

❤ : Describe a physical action that shows complete trust.Chansik has never in his life slept with someone. No, not sex, but sharing a bed with someone. Though Chansik seems to be carefree at all times, that is far from the case. He never in his life trusted another person enough to crawl into a bed with them, shut his eyes and let sleep take him. He craved it, but feared it would be something that would never happen. 

♥ : Name one thing about the way their emotions work that they despise.

thefact that they exist is a big thing he despises—especially the negative ones.he’s trying so hard to live his life and pretend to have some modicum ofhappiness that the very presence of negative emotions is a bother because itgets in the way of the ginormous lie he’s living. thus he much pretends hedoesn’t experience any negative emotions at all, emphasising his positive ones.

☛ : What is their typical response to being given orders?