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hyunwoo.

           “   you should probably watch where you’re going  ,  imma.  ”  it had been a long day and to be honest  ,  it was also another one of those times where he REGRETTED ever becoming the honor society’s president. the group was full of haughty  ,  no-good bastards who live off of their parents’ money  ,  but to be fair — the only thing keeping him from leaving would be the fact that HE was also one of them. and such a reminder would cause for the sungwol student to kick at an empty can on the street and thus resulting in him accidentally hitting a younger boy — who had happened to be leaving a nearby performing arts school — with it.

but  ,  like usual  ,  he refused to accept the blame for himself. 

“   what  ,  you think just because you go to a school full of drama queens that you can walk with your head down like that ?  pay attention.  ”

      see—being hit by a stray can on the street isn’t really the best way end seven hours in a school but it’s the way that jinhai goes through, whether he likes it or not. at first, he’d been willing to let it slip. ( after all, the stranger looked fifty percent genuinely pissed off and fifty percent pissed off just for the hell of being pissed off. ) though he’s never liked anybody being so blatantly sour towards kurin students, as drama queen like as they were. there’s a rare twinge of irritation that sparks within him.

etiquette first, passive aggressiveness later, he thinks. a quick bow, lips turning down mildly in a frown of apology. maybe playing the lost foreigner card wouldn’t be so bad after all.

“i apologise, ahjussi. but i think, you should watch where you’re kicking cans. it might be a bit troublesome.”

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sooah.

( ... )

“Jinhai-ah,” she sang into the phone. “It’s your favorite noona calling. I really, really need your help. Any chance you can drop by the Sungwol theater today? I’ll treat you!”

jinhai would be lying if he said he was kind of not, completely, utterly living with the fact that ahn sooah may or may not be his favourite noona on his list of noonas.

in his defense, there actually isn’t a list. there’s more like a blur, if he thinks about it. but maybe it has something to do with how sooah is practically a genius when it comes to the arts—and he’s always been effortlessly soft for people like her. which is why when he’s stepping out of kurin and making his way home at god knows what time (he’s learnt to stay late after school), he accepts her call almost immediately.

he pulls his hood up, fingers fumbling as he presses the phone against his ear and snorts, mildly amused by the attempted aegyo he can feel ooze over the phone.

“ ... you’re lucky, sooah noona, that i’m actually walking past sungwol in like, two minutes.” he thanks the school directors for making universities and high schools so close near each other.

one step, two step towards the entrance of the said uni. “is it something to do with performances?”

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is it true you flopped in china so you came to korea? :(

“ the bible said adam and eve—not adam and achieve. ” 

meme. accepting!

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will u let me fight u

“ dunno. will you stop patting my butt during dance practice? ”

meme. accepting!

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eating cheap ramen with joohyuk* you meant.

i was gonna say “who are you” but then i remembered.. aren’t u that guy who woodn’t chuck wood like a wood chuck wood chuck wood. ramen invitation declined 

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If you could find ten words to describe the perfect day for you, what would they be?

“ no piano practice, more dance, eating cheap ramen with friends. “

meme. accepting!

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would you ever go back home?

the world home leaves jinhai’s stomach feeling curled up nowadaysㅡ.. odd, like he doesn’t know exactly where or what he can correlate it with. the bibimbap store he had frequented daily for the past few months? the dance studio, where he stayed at for longer than his house sometimes? the music practice rooms?

yet  a line had always been drawn between china and korea for him, always hovering on the fence and he’d be lying if he said he had never compared the two countries. weighing them on the both of his hand, wondering what would be the result if he just decided to leave. not any more. 

“ i miss zhejiang. ” the word tastes funny on his tongue as it’s somethingㅡsomewhereㅡhe hasn’t mentioned for a while. he can’t deny the twinge of his heart that follows though, the curl of his fingers, nails digging into his palm. “ it’s where i started. ”

“ but i don’t know whether there’s anything left for me back in china, besides the past. ” an unsteady pause. “ i.. i think.. i wouldn’t. no. i started in zhejiang, yes, but i plan on blossoming in seoul. ”

meme. accepting!

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If you had your choice, no matter how ridiculous it seemed, what would you really want to do with your life?

his parents would want him to say music. to be able to bleed perfection with his fingers resting atop piano keys, to feel the polite audience watching, waiting for him to mess up so they can scrutinize with their standoffish backhanded compliments and tilted heads. his parents would want him to say “composing, of course” without a second, a pretty smile on his mouth and a placid shrug like there was nothing else.

but what does he want to say?

it’s in moments like these he realises that there’s a wall that divides the family—cutting it effectively down the middle. dance was supposed to be a hobby, whilst the main focus was his piano. but somewhere along the line it had gone wrong, and the effect was this.

“ in all honesty? i’d like to open a dance studio. ” jinhai answers, flushed pink in the cheeks and fingers fumbling with the bottom with his sweatshirt. “ for everyone of all ages, i mean. ”

he thinks about it.

“ … i really want to open up a bibimbap based store too. ”

meme. accepting!

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seokbeom. 

(...)

“jinhai-ya, do you have time to spare?” he says with a soft small. “i want you to hear something. i don’t know if you’ll like it, but i’d like to know what you think of it.”

what jinhai notices is that eventually, over a handful of time that somehow managed to slip between fingers and through the cracks of normal expected (and accepted) cliquesㅡthe schools have began to blend into one another. nowadays he sees taechon, chunghwa, dongnam students flood into the halls of his school more comfortably. it’s nice, actually, seeing another student have an arm around a kurin student’s shoulders with laughter etched on their faces.

maybe the calming sense of mixing schools is why he feels so at ease with seokbeom. that and the fact that the elder was practically a living, breathing genius. (oh, zhou jinhai wishes he’s exaggerating. but really, he isn’t.)

so it’s with a delighted mind that his mouth curls up at the corners after spotting the other, fingers trailing off the piano keys after a while of playing pieces burned into his memory. “ohㅡseokbeom hyung, you’re here.”

he tilts his head, nodding in a way that he hopes isn’t too fervorous. “sureㅡi’d love to.” jinhai looks mildly amused, but doesn’t say why. “it’s probably amazing.”

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ADMIN HYOJIN HERE ♡ 

here’s a tiny mini event/meme for all of you! to just get your muse flowing, though not to disrupt your plotting. but it’s HONESTY HOUR TIME !!! reblog this post if you’d like some anonymous questions in your askbox! just remember your muse has to answer as honestly as they can! this event lasts all week and make sure you send as many asks as you can to others so no one is left out! 

have fun all ! 

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jaehyunac.

( ... ) 

“ —– but i figured we could maybe hang out today ? get some of that barbecue i still owe you from a while back and stuff. what do you say ? ”

he’d honestly be lying if he said he hadn’t expected the leader to pop up out of nowhere. after all — jinhai himself knew he’d been acting more aloof than usual. however he’s still surprised, letting a flitter of acknowledgement cross his features. “it’s fine, nothing important.” he lies straight through his teeth with a smile, still hearing slowly approaching footsteps behind him, sounds that make him want to slam the door and get back in. he can’t leave jaehyun with questions, though.

there’s a mild pinch of his chest when it occurs to him that he’ll probably be unable to leave: when had truly been the last time he skipped a practice session? not for a while now, that was for sure. he knows that he’s standing on thin ice here, careful and prodding.

“hyung, i appreciate it. but i—.. don’t think i can, not today, anyways.”

the footsteps grow louder, until a hand is placed on his shoulder calmly and he doesn’t even need to turn to know zhou ming xi is standing there with furrowed eyebrows and a carefully arched smile on her lips. “jinhai,” she begins in korean, voice pouring like honey but tinged with a sharpness. “you didn’t tell me that you were going to be having a visitor during practice. is this the hyung that you dance with?”

jinhai nods, fiddles with his sleeve and glances over at the elder in front of him with a look of almost pity. who knew what his mother could be like?

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jaehyun.

( ... )

or at least, he HOPED it was a good idea, since he knew almost nothing about jinhai’s family nor did he even think to consider if anyone was home or not. but nonetheless, with his form straight and his smile present, the dance leader would give the front door a two-beat knock, in hopes of an answer. 

now honestly—jinhai would be lying if he said he didn’t miss whatever shred of social ability he had left in him that had been taken away by home priorities. however he knows better than to complain about what he’s been given, what he’s had the opportunity to thrive from. so it’s with a mildly awkward heart that he has to decline the dance leader’s countless attempts to, well, get him some vitamin d.

he wonders why he can’t go out but then he remembers the woman who’s currently standing behind him, eyes scanning the sheets scrambled in front and pointing out every mistake of his. frankly, it’s quite unnerving and he’s quite thankful for the distraction that comes in the form of two sharp knocks on his front door.

“i’ll get it.”

what he doesn’t expect, however, is jaehyun himself to actually be there with a polite smile and straight form, the formality looking odd. jinhai can already hear his mother asking who it is from the other room and he sucks in the air, curling his lips to a small but amicable smile.

“um, hey hyung. ... can i help you?”

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hello!! i’m iseul and i’m super excited to get to know all of you and your muses. please feel free to like this post and hit me up in the ims (because i can’t send any for some reason.. @ tumblr wyd) while i try to make do with the askbox! anyways under the cut is a bullet point summary of this mess of a 2nd year, zhou jinhai. or his full bio is here, if you have time to read it!

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SCHEDULE: Korean A2, Science A2, Math B1, Spanish, Music Theory, Music Composition EXTRACURRICULARS: Dance club, orchestra pianist

KURIN SCHOOL NEWSPAPER, 05.01.17: New student Zhou Jinhai has officially joined the second year class! Jinhai is seventeen years old and has been reported to be intelligent, precise, and sharp but also naive, blunt, and pessimistic. His personality will take him far as a member of the dance club and the pianist in orchestra. Let’s welcome Jinhai to the school and wish him a good year!

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ok so words can’t explain how hyped i am that academia isn’t closing down and the admins are going an a+ job of revamping. in spirit of this turning-over-a-new-leaf event, i’m going to currently be dropping all threads that i have. zhou jinhai will still be the same old zhou jinhai and unless you want otherwise, will still have the same relationships! so please either like this post or im me to start plotting for the reopening!