𝐛𝐚𝐝 / 𝒊𝒅𝒆𝒂 *

   hi, hello! i’m quite literally showing up late with starbucks because i had work all day but here is kijung, the han family’s third and youngest child! he’s currently a model that’s quickly gaining notoriety and fame, and has also walked runway shows (mostly in korea but a couple overseas)-- although he’s more known for pictorials and fashion spreads in magazines. he started at the age of eighteen and is now twenty one so it’s really just been a nonstop hustle for the past few years and it probably won’t stop for the foreseeable future!! but people probably still think he’s only gotten half of his gigs/jobs thanks to his family which is not true... for the most part, since he did get his start thanks to his parents, but he’s accomplished a majority of his career on his own hard work and merits!

   anyways! you can find his STATS and BACKGROUND on his blog ( +more links HERE ) but some more details are below the cut!! please click that heart if you want to plot and let me know if you prefer twitter or discord if not tumblr ims so i can give you my usernames!! ( note: i use she/her pronouns and i’m 21+ )

yuri!

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story time #17 ran into my ex in a haunted house

( ... ) what’s even worse—and god, he genuinely thought he started hallucinating at this point—is that the familiar face he spots isn’t the friend that dragged him into this mess. no, it had to be ( @yhkijung ), whose arm he grabbed onto without even thinking (there’s security in kijung’s presence, one he thought he lost long ago but that’s a story for another time, preferably never). “i don’t—oh shit.” he ducks down to avoid the gaze of a fleshy monster, biting back his scream because he is not going to seem like a scaredy cat in front of han kijung of all people. “i don’t know why you’re here—don’t you hate places like these?—but you better lead me to the exit or i’m seriously going to block you on every platform on earth, including real life.”

kijung can’t say he particularly likes or dislikes halloween, really - he finds the occasion fun and it’s interesting to see what people will dress up as, especially when you’re as creative at finding ways to kill time and have fun (and as wealthy) as those who live in yangcheon are. he also looks forward to seeing what activities happen each year but that’s mostly so he can figure out what things he’ll definitely be staying away from, like the haunted house tour for this year. there was no way he would go there on his own because unbeknownst to most, han kijung gets scared and very easily at that when it comes to jump scares, horror movies, and everything in between.

however, when he sees his ex--and if he's being honest with himself, his first love--enter the tour with someone else’s arms around his, a strange instinct kicks in and adrenaline rushes over him as he pushes through the small crowd of people forming to reach the front of the line. he doesn’t even spare a glance at the person who he assumes is staff or in charge of organizing the groups for the tour and speed-walks past them to enter the haunted house.

(what was he saying before about how there was no way he’d enter such a place on his own again?)

the tour starts off fine - or so he assumes anyways, since he’s admittedly focusing all of his attention on the shorter male he had followed into the haunted house and not giving the actual tour a second of his time. he has much more important things to think about right now like how yuri is this close to him yet the other doesn’t seem to have noticed him. should he say something? or maybe he’s purposely ignoring kijung. it wouldn’t be the first time (and again, if he’s being honest with himself, he does deserve it) but it didn’t mean it doesn’t hurt. he knows he messed up big time but still.

sighing to himself, kijung snaps out of his thoughts to spare a glance at his surroundings only to notice he’s now alone. panic surges through him, the earlier adrenaline that had gotten him into this place to begin with long gone and replaced with fear. he’s suddenly hit with the reminder that he hates places like this and he's so fucking dumb for coming in here without thinking and-- “holy shit,” he gasps out when he feels someone--something?!--grab onto him. kijung recoils in response and is about to pull his arm away from whatever is holding onto him before he recognizes the all-too-familiar voice and immediately, a sense of comfort washes over him.

he doesn’t get to feel calm for long though because something else pops out at them and kijung lets out something like a yell mixed with an annoyed groan. this is why he hates haunted anythings! curse his stupid heart for blindly following yuri in here when he could’ve been outside, far, far away from this place.

speaking of, he almost forgot the other was there and instantly feels his face flush when he realizes that he had just screamed in front of choi yuri - who most definitely won’t let him live this down now once--if--they get out of here alive. he lets out another groan, this time one that’s internal, before he hears what yuri says which causes him to roll his eyes. “you already do that to me just for breathing,” he snaps, mostly out of embarrassment and in an attempt to hide how scared he is, not because he’s annoyed with the other or hates being with him (because it’s quite the opposite, actually, but again - thoughts for himself, not others). “if i knew where the exit was, do you think i’d be here right now?”

yura!

@yhkijung

( ... ) “i’m sure the anticipation is killing you, so let me shut up and hand you the mirror.” biting her lip, she reached for the hand-held mirror and handed it to him, the actual ‘mirror’ part facing away from him for dramatic effect, it was like one of those makeover shows where the person receiving the makeover sees themselves for the first time. “and if you don’t like it, i’d like a 60 second head start, please. she had seen how they would usually pour the dye into a bowl and do it. sometimes, when they needed and specific color, they would mix two of them together in order to get the color that they wanted. using a bowl to hold the dye made her feel like a professional. it made her feel legit, even though she was in university for public relations. rubbing her arms up and down, she gave him a somewhat nervous smile. she knew she should’ve probably practiced first but it was too late now. “so, how did i do? i didn’t screw your hair up, did i?”

kijung liked to think he was pretty laid back and easygoing, especially when he wasn’t on a job or stressed out because of it, but he had to admit that he would not be the first person rushing to try something new. if someone else had suggested something though and he didn’t particularly dislike the idea enough to say no then he’d have no problem going along with it.

so how did he get into this situation? he does recall mentioning to yura one day that he was thinking about dying his hair for fun, maybe just for halloween shits and giggles before he’d go back to something more basic for the sake of his job (he knew that most of the time, plain hair was preferred so it didn’t draw attention from whatever they were trying to show off in the shoot, like clothes). he even toyed with the idea of doing something like serin did for chuseok. unsurprisingly, it looked good on her but he idly wondered if he could pull it off too - again, for fun. he could always dye it back if it looked bad, right?

what he doesn’t remember is when he agreed to actually going through with it and giving yura the honor of doing it for him no less, instead of going to a salon. not that he doesn’t trust the other  because he does! he knows that studying public relations is not want she wants to do with her life and that she’d rather study cosmetology instead so when she had looked so excited after he had told her about potentially changing his hair, how could he say no?

he’s still nervous though - like, really nervous. kijung isn’t sure how much experience yura’s had with colouring someone else’s hair and since they had decided to do this kind of spur of the moment (which is probably why he can’t remember exactly how they arrived at this point), they had forgotten to prepare some things when they were getting everything else needed. but she’s his friend and kijung is very supportive of his friends so he does his best to make sure his uncertainty isn’t visible, even though the fact that she had also hidden any reflective surfaces so he couldn’t see what was going on didn’t help his nerves.

luckily though, yura is so focused on making sure she doesn’t mess up that he doesn’t think she’d notice if he did but he figures it’s better to be safe than sorry so he keeps his mouth shut. he even dozes off at one point but he’s since woken up from it (although he almost considered napping again before he heard yura exclaim she was done). blinking up at the other, he looks at her curiously and asks, “really? we’re done?” his heart rate picks up speed at the realization that he would see the results soon.

“is looking like an eboy a good thing?” he wonders out loud, features shifting to something more amused as he listens to yura. he has no idea what he looks like yet but the anticipation is killing him, just like she assumes, so he eagerly reaches for the mirror she passes to him, raising a brow when she asks for a 60 second head start. “why are you acting like you messed up?” he’s teasing her but a brief worry does flash across his mind so he takes a deep breath before turning the mirror around, inspecting his hair.

it’s... not bad? kijung is surprised as he continues looking at himself, turning this way and that to see his hair from all angles and even running his hands through it. it’s better than not bad, really; in fact, it looks pretty good considering yura is no professional.

kijung will swear up and down that his cat, hani, is a good cat. she always seems to listen to him and doesn’t cause trouble, perhaps because she could have everything she ever wanted and he believes he’s a pretty caring and loving owner so why would she need to? he’s totally convinced she’s an angel and adores her so much so when he arrives home one day, he’s shocked that he doesn’t immediately see her hanging around her usual spots in the house.

but he shouldn’t get worked up yet, right? maybe she's just hiding somewhere, or found a new spot to nap in, or something. he really hopes so, anyways, because the only other possibility he could think of happening is that she escaped the house somehow and ran away - but she wouldn’t... would she?

the second the thought enters his mind, kijung finds his heart rate pick up speed and like the idea is a floodgate opening, he can’t stop thinking about the what ifs, each thought more stressful than the last. before he knows it, he’s running out of the house--after inspecting every corner of it just to make sure she wasn’t playing a torturous game of hide-and-seek--and onto the streets, frantically looking every which way and hoping she hasn’t gone far.

it’s only when he’s ran to the park, huffing and panting because he hasn’t stopped desperately searching for her, that he hears a familiar meow and his head shoots up. ‘that sounds like hani,’ he thinks to himself, already speeding off into the direction he heard the sound come from. when he arrives, though, he does see his beloved cat - but in the arms of someone else and in his frazzled state of mind, he points an accusatory finger at the figure, exclaiming, “you! did you catnap my hani?!”

after a particularly rough day, kijung thinks he deserves to let loose and drink the bad memories away. everything seemed to go wrong from the moment he woke up, starting with how he had slept past his alarm and just barely made it in time for a shoot, to having problem after problem cropping up at said shoot, and ending with an intern spilling coffee on him. he tried really hard not to lose his temper but with every little thing going to shit, it slowly but surely built up until he could no longer take it - so after blowing up at the poor guy (he’d have to figure out who he even worked for later and apologize to him, maybe), he immediately came home, changed into a new outfit, and headed straight to a club.

he’s currently sitting at the bar, still nursing his first drink and lost in his own thoughts, so he doesn’t notice anyone staring at him or looking in his direction. he had planned on drinking but as always, he was careful with how much and how quickly since he wasn’t looking to get wasted and blackout drunk. kijung just wanted to take the edge off his bad day and alcohol seemed to be the perfect way to do it; he just didn’t want to drink at home on his own. at least in a club, there was a sense of white noise engulfing him and a feeling like he was with others without actually having to be.

serin!

@yhkijung !!

( ... ) especially not when kijung’s already making his way over to her, because an immediate sense of comfort washes over her as soon as he approaches the table she’s at. “i’ve spent my entire day feeling suffocated in here, so i really hope you’re here with a solution to that.” she leans up to whisper to him once he’s stood behind her seat, the desperation in her imploration made more apparent with the earnest look in her eyes as she looks up at him.

*

dinner was... okay so far. the only real inconvenience was his conversation--if you can even call it that--with seyoung, and that was more awkward and tense silence (for some reason he was still not sure about), if not strained and forced conversation than anything. not the worst thing to happen as kijung’s had his fair share of those kinds of situation but also not something he would willingly continue to put himself through if he had a choice. it’s why when he happens to look up from his plate, having eaten enough of his fill and was beginning to slow down, and locks eyes with serin across the room that he’s glad for the distraction - although it only lasts for a brief moment as he soon realizes why the other is looking at him pleadingly.

he’s not exactly sure what she’s trying to say because he’s not an expert lip reader or anything but the desperation in her face is obvious and kijung knows right away that she’s asking him to save her. it’s not hard to put one and one together anyways, considering most kids in yangcheon would rather be anywhere but forced to sit through dinner with their families and their neighbours when at least half of them probably want nothing to do with any of them. so after excusing himself from the table seeing as everyone was close to finishing up themselves or too wrapped up in their conversations--and of course, bowing politely to his seatmate because even if kijung has no idea why things are weird between them, he’s not about to make a bad impression either--he quickly makes his way to the table serin’s family is at.

while normally, kijung only makes a habit of going out to let loose when he’s feeling particularly stressed or sad, this time it’s different. when he had heard about the weekend-long party being hosted by eunho and how obviously everyone--or well, maybe not everyone but a lot of people he knew--would be there, he decided he’d show up too.

he didn’t want to miss anything and he wanted to hang out with his friends as well, in what could be considered a relatively private and safe space so to speak (because in a place like yangcheon where everyone knows each other and their business, it wouldn’t be weird for something from the party to slip out so nothing was ever a secret but a private family home was better than an open club or party). so he thought why not?

a part of him knew he’d probably end up drinking a lot because that’s how these parties tend to go but what he didn’t expect was who he’d be drinking with. as he downs another shot--his third? fourth?--he glances over at TAEYANG, wondering how he even got into this. they were familiar with each other at least from having met a few times before (mostly through other people) and the one time his cat, hani, escaped and kijung found her with him, but aside from then... they haven’t really talked or gotten to know each other much.

kijung is also usually very careful about how much he drinks, always making sure to only consume enough so he’s still aware of what he’s doing, but he just... doesn’t care - right now anyways. he had a whole weekend ahead of him and no jobs until next week though so there was nothing holding him back, was there?

EVERYBODY TALKS. / with @yhkijung

( ... ) carefully schooling his expression into polite neutrality, seyoung takes his seat, then turns to greet his partner for the rest of dinner. please be someone quiet, he begs silently. it’s han kijung. seyoung can’t stop himself from grimacing in time, his expression cracking for a split second before he wrenches it back to the most polite smile he can muster.  god, seyoung hopes he didn’t notice. “kijung-ssi,” he says stiffly.  he didn’t do anything to you, scolds the rational side of him, but it’s hard to wave away years of budding resentment over being compared to someone and falling short again, and again, and again. “it’s…nice to meet you again. i’m not that late, am i?”

kijung totally respects chuseok as a holiday and what it stands for. he loves his family, too, and thanks to the occasion, he gets to spend some time with all of them which is always a plus to him. he’s not sure if his siblings agree but since he’s the one who’s always been pampered, he’s positive his outlook on family appearances like this is probably a bit skewed. and while he normally does not care for these kinds of formal events, it helps that everyone in attendance are people he’s grown up with or seen around often enough that they’re still familiar so he doesn’t hate it as much. (does he wish he could be doing something else though? of course. who else around his age wouldn’t?)

but first, he has a dinner to sit through - although it’s mercifully one of the last activities planned for the day. after it’s over, hopefully his parents will choose to leave, and if they don’t then maybe he can find someone to slip away with and kill time together until it is time to go. either way, he can hold out for a couple more hours and if anything, he’ll just focus on eating his fill because the food is really so good. he’d be a fool to pass up such a spread.

he’s honestly not paying much attention to his surroundings, only briefly registering that his family is sat next to another he's no’t familiar with but if they're here, they either live in yangcheon as well (maybe newly moved?) or accompanying someone who does so he doesn’t think twice about it. that is, until he sees who his seat partner is after turning to ask them to pass something, and his mouth falls open. he’s quick to close it though, knowing his reaction was a tad over dramatic. it’s not like it’s his first time seeing seyoung especially since he’s friends with hyuntae (but also, you’d have to be living under a rock to not know who he or his group is) but he just didn’t expect to see him sitting next to his family. although he supposes he didn’t really have anyone else specifically in mind either, it was just... surprising, for some reason.

now, kijung likes to think he can be quite observant. his job depends on being sensitive to what others want from him and giving exactly what they ask for so he’s developed a habit of watching others for cues or signs. it’s brief but he manages to catch the grimace from the other and picks up on seyoug’s tone, too. ‘does he not like me?’ kijung thinks, wondering if he had ever done something to the male. he couldn’t recall anything so what gives? unless it's because he believes in the rumors about him... the thought makes kijung frown, faintly.

eunho!

starring: @yhkijung

( ... ) the event was what eunho had expected, having to force his way through the night and ended up having a bit more to drink that he would have liked, but he was good. he made sure not to over drink. though the influencer was quite surprised to spot a familiar face within the depths of the crowd, and his face switched from relaxed to pure shock. kijung at a formal event, acting the polar opposite of what eunho has usually seen him like, it’s surprising. though doesn’t get a chance to speak to him, until the two end up bumping into each other on a path that connects through a park not long after the event had finished. “kijung? what are you doing here?” 

kijung was no stranger to parties and events, both formal and not, but that didn’t mean he liked the more proper and fancy ones any more just because of how he grew up. in fact, maybe because of his upbringing, he finds those kinds of events... unfulfilling? boring? the list could go on but he doesn’t for his sake because he needs to have some patience for these things if he’s going to get through them in one (sane) piece.

it’s not even like this was an industry party or something where he could at least use it to make connections or further his career. it was some sort of celebration for some business merging or whatever, and he was there to represent the han’s since everyone else was busy. normally, he’d be able to get out of having to attend these things but tonight was a special case - so he dealt with it in the best way he could: by hanging around the bar or wherever the waiters were weaving in and out of the crowds with drinks on their trays. he was careful about his intake as always but he made sure he was sufficiently hydrated so he wouldn’t fall asleep while talking to someone who’d no doubt whisper about him afterwards if he were to.

after that, it was just a matter of being on his best behavior, responding appropriately and at the right times, and charming anyone who looked his way. he learned how to be perfectly sociable but still keep a distance so his conversation partner didn’t feel obligated to continue it past some small or general talk as they both knew they could care less about the other. but appearances were important and as a model, kijung knew that better than anyone.

so when the event finally ends, kijung is more than glad to be able to leave until his eyes meet someone else’s that he’s fairly familiar with. he blinks to make sure he’s seeing right and then his eyes widen, surprise clear in his face. "eunho?” he whispers to himself, eyes darting away when someone bumps into him as they’re all leaving. he loses track of the other after that but apparently, fate had other ideas in mind because while he’s crossing through a park, he finds himself faced with eunho again. this time, it’s just the two of them so there’s no way to pretend like they didn’t see each other - not that kijung really had any reason to not want to acknowledge eunho but... it was a bit weird seeing the male outside of their usual haunts.

junghwa!

@yhkijung

junghwa, at eighteen, signs an exclusive sponsorship contract with nike korea. adidas korea was still holding on tight to yuna kim (despite that it would have already been two years since she retired. but junghwa wasn’t bitter, not at all). though adidas had made a rather lucrative offer, one her parents and agents had suggested she accept; no, junghwa wasn’t going to play second fiddle to adidas’ golden girl yuna kim, not if she could help it. then, two years later, she wins gold at the olympics and her contract is promptly renegotiated. there’s speculation, among anyone who really cares, about how much nike forked over just to keep olympic champion eun junghwa on their roster. (it’s in the millions, her parents gush, though she won’t tell us the exact figure). so, she does more photoshoots. it’s expected, given that it falls among the absolute laundry list of things required by her as part of her new contract. but they’re fun, junghwa thinks to herself as she has someone sweeps a brush across her eyelids and has someone else comb their hands through her hair. for now, at least. junghwa’s on set soon enough, still curled up in a long padded jacket as someone fills her in on the details of the shoot. and it sounds easy enough, until han kijung walks on set.

kijung knows he’s lucky that such a prominent brand asking him to model for them is a big deal, even if it wasn’t a full contract and only a one time thing--for now, anyways, he hopes--but he’d be stupid to turn down the offer the moment it landed in his manager’s hand. of course he’ll do it, what else is there to question? it was nike for crying out loud, why wouldn’t he say yes?

but if he knew that he would be partnering up with junghwa - the eun junghwa, the very same he had been friends with before she got insanely busy and (unintentionally? the jury was still out on this one) ghosted him, he may have reconsidered. (okay, that’s a lie; he doesn’t think anything would make him turn this opportunity down and he isn’t even mad at her either. he understood for the most part but he was a little hurt, and also he worried it might be awkward that they’d have to pose together after years of not speaking to each other.)

however, he’s a professional so he's not going to let something like this hinder his work. if he showed his best here, maybe nike would want to hire him again so he would fake it for the camera if he needed to. that was his literal job to, after all-- regardless of whether junghwa is his partner or not. but when he walks on set, bowing to everyone he passes, he almost trips over his feet when he spots the former standing just steps away and sees her looking at him. kijung blinks once, twice, then bows again, this time to junghwa, before taking a mental deep breath and approaching her. best to get it over and done with now.

hyuntae!

feat. — @yhkijung

( ... ) other than the negatives, hyun tae treated kijung like the little brother he always wanted. not that he didn’t have love for his younger brother, but kijung just had more in common with him than he did his actual brothers. “ so what’s the schedule for today? ” he looks at the young male as he sat across from him – now at achim roasts. a favorite place of his as well due to the aesthetics of the cafe. it was a nice place for him to frequent for an iced americano and a few pictures for his instagram.

kijung supposes it’s not exactly weird or out of the ordinary to meet celebrities and idols alike, considering his line of work. they’d probably cross paths eventually, somehow, like at a party or an event or even at a shoot together and he also supposes with where he’s grown up, the chances of such meetings happening only increases - even more so when he factors in his family’s boutique into it and how it tends to attract many from the elite and rich, to those who want to be but can’t exactly afford the luxiries at the galleria. or the fact that some of the people he’s grown up with or around have become famous themselves.

so while he knows a lot of people who’d fit into all walks of life (because he networks, obviously; anything to get him further in the industry and open more doors), he still thinks befriending someone from chelmico is pretty rare and special, and he owes it all to the fact that he happened to be at his family’s boutique on the occasions that the older would show up. the first few times were an accident but it somehow led to a friendship and kijung is grateful for whatever the reason (perhaps their love of fashion and shopping? their probably excessive and constant use of social media, instagram especially? or just because they clicked, no reasoning needed?) was because over time, he’s grown to see the other as an older brother figure-- despite having one of his own that he loved dearly. you can never say no to more though, right?

there are many people kijung is civil or professional with for the sake of his career even if he absolutely despises them or finds them annoying, but hyun tae isn’t one of them. he genuinely enjoys the other’s company and friendship, glad that he’s someone he can trust.

(of course, the surge of followers and interactions he gets whenever he shows up in the older’s instagram stories is a nice bonus because the more people that know about him, the more opportunities he might get, but it’s hardly the only reason he’s friends with hyun tae. it’s actually only a very small factor but he knows the idol is aware of this and is fine with it; although kijung’s following is far less impressive than hyun tae’s, it’s still nothing to scoff at so they both mutually benefit from appearing on each other’s accounts.)

to most, kijung’s sure he’s probably only seen as a spoiled child who simply gets to live comfortably off the backs of his parent’s blood, sweat, and tears and now his older sibling’s continued hard work to keep the business going and not have to lift a single finger. they aren’t wrong, exactly, but in recent years, he’s grown more annoyed hearing such things being said about him. before, he really couldn’t deny the comments but now that he was making a name for himself with his own career that he’s worked hard for himself (the help he received from his parents at the beginning to get his feet off the ground aside), he felt like he should at least get some credit and acknowledgment.

yet people will always continue to talk, even if what they’re saying is old news or not true anymore. kijung generally tries to ignore them when they do because he knows it’s wrong or groundless and those that matter to him know better too but when it comes to his own personal success and worth, he’s a bit more easily aggravated. again, he tries to control it as best as he can as he’s a professional after all and he doesn’t want to let anything unnecessary affect his work but he’s only human and when he’s having an exceptionally bad day, it’s a little difficult to separate the two.

so it’s unfortunate that such a day happens at the same time he has a shoot scheduled and that he also happened to overhear some of the staff talking about him and how much he didn’t deserve his admittedly impressive career; that he was only able to accomplish so much so quickly because he was handed everything to him thanks to his last name. now he’s extra irritable and cranky that even the smallest things could set him of - which had happened already, whether it was an intern forgetting to bring an important piece of accessory for the shoot and thus setting everyone back while they waited for someone to retrieve it or simply the fact that some staff were talking too loudly and were only making his headache worse. the more these incidents happened, the more he was getting ticked off and it showed in how he was glaring at everyone and everything around him when the cameras weren’t trained on him or when he’d snap at someone for doing something wrong.

the air on set was tense and thick, no one wanting to make a misstep and risk facing kijung’s wrath, and of course, he noticed the atmosphere well. a part of him did feel a little bad because he wasn’t normally like this nor did he want to be but emotions were a tricky thing and he is not a master of them. once a break was announced, he--and everyone else in the studio--let out a collective relieved sigh as they began to disperse and do whatever it is they needed to do. kijung, as one of the main models for the shoot, strolls over to one of the folding chairs set aside for them to rest in, the perfectly neutral face he had worn for the photos now replaced with a scowl before he slumps into the seat and lets out another sigh.

he loves modelling, he really does, but he just wishes the shoot was over already so he could go home and unwind. the only saving grace is the fact that he's working with SERIN for today because he knows he can always count on the other to pull her weight on set and not give him any more reasons to be annoyed. just as he thinks of her, kijung spots the girl in question heading his way and for quite possibly the first time that day, flashes a genuinely happy smile albeit a small one. 

although he tries not to be consistent about it, kijung has to admit he does have a habit of visiting clubs and parties when he’s feeling particularly stressed or emotional and needs to let out steam. mostly, he only goes to drink a little to loosen up and then stalks off somewhere more quiet and secluded to stew in his thoughts or the silence alone (as silent as it can get in a loud, noisy place with music booming and the beats pulsing through the floors, anyways).

there was one time, however, he encountered JEONGMIN and after venting to him in the spur of the moment, they somehow swapped contact info. now kijung messages him whenever he needs advice or just wants to talk about something - but he’s not even sure if the other remembers him. he supposes that could be for the better though so he doesn’t care much if the other doesn’t as long as he still replies to him.