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though all that comes to an abrupt halt, however, lady green is quick to lock her thighs tight around his head, muffling all reason at the sound of seohwan’s notably agitated voice seeping through thin walls. is he in there with someone? 

cut to the blooper reel of one or two times eunrin had run into him with someone attached to his side. which, if you think about it—was embarrassing enough between the two of them, especially considering he was rejected. 

and yet, somehow, this time, this time, instead of following the gut feeling to get the hell out of dodge, our poor pathetic simp forms a tight fist and knocks against the door.

so what if it’s embarrassing? it’s not the first time. hasn’t he been trailing after shin seohwan like a dog on the street this whole time?​

“the sun’s already halfway up, for god’s sake.”

heavy-lidded eyes try their best to blink away the drowsiness, the only better news here is that it’s been years too long to terrorize seohwan with some slapdash immobility mid-slumber. he focuses on the dull tingle by his fingertips until he can fully swat away at the poltergeist who’s been using him as a body-cushion, finally slipping out of his bed to grab a shirt hanging by the chair.

the first point at issue here is that his name is built with the characters ‘midnight’ seo (曙) and ‘call (out)’ hwan (喚), as if his parents intended for the nights in his life to be rowdy with spirits from dusk until dawn. the second point at issue is that his sloppily composed talisman by the door has only done half its part (he was out on his feet last night, to be fair,) which brings us to the third point at issue: the half-closed window by his headboard that he has simply forgotten to close last evening.

“oh, hey.”

two steps out the door, he tries his best not to let his morning-throat croak out that greeting with a crack in it, pinching the middle of his neck after being caught amidst his ghost-talking (self-talking? if any of those is remotely better). the last point at issue here: it is practically impossible to date when you’re accompanied by your spooky little friends day-and-night. the boy standing in front of him have always been more than charming, even after things have been up in the air since last year—and never really completely down since.

“got off the wrong floor?” he jeers casually, trying to drown out the wailing voice behind the door. smiling usually helps with these state of affairs, so he does. “i’m off to class, what about you?”

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hey guys! dal (s/h, 21+, PST) here with a belated intro for shin seohwan, 3rd year psychology major who’s also in swimming. pretty much a simple guy who doesn’t care much about his studies (maybe a little too much), likes to party, and is constantly beefing with the ghosts on the side (yeah... freako) he currently resides in 108th avenue, unit 202. learn more about him in his STATS and BIO, there’s more info about him + possible plots under the cut. like this post if you’d like to plot!

FYI: korean shamanism is taken with a grain of salt by certain audiences while some fully believe in the idea of it. what i wrote below about seohwan is 1. roughly based on what’s established for mudangs and 2. based on real + fictional experiences of other people who have young-ahn (soul vision):

he’s from a mudang (korean shaman) family line, his grandma was and is still a mudang and sadly he’s chosen to be one by the spirits as he didn’t get placed in the skip generation (read more about this in the bio!)

basically hates the idea of becoming a mudang, because look at him... can you see this guy wearing some colorful ass hanbok and jingle some bells in spirits’ faces? (yeah, he can’t either)

for those who are too lazy to read his bio and is still reading this (it’s ok bc same), he does see ‘ghosts’ and ‘spirits’ and all that kind of good stuff since he’s born with 6th sense (some just look like regular humans with lower opacity and some are creepier) (or that’s what he says)

his grandma urged him to accept his fate and receive shinnaerim (sort of an acceptance ritual/initiation) but he rejects it because hell if he’s going to let some weirdo deity in him and let him speak through his body? no

so yeah he suffered daily from that point on because if a person who’s meant to become a mudang rejects their fate, they get shinbyeong (illness caused by a god entering their bodies) and he gets all the good stuff like nightmares, sleep paralysis, body pains, etc.

but he’s still adamant about stuffing his ‘fate’ away because he’s just a dude who likes doing regular dude things, plus he met a wise monk some years back who basically told him that if he doesn’t entertain the idea of them (basically ignoring the spirits’ existence) they will be discouraged and leave him alone

it doesn’t quite work that way, but it’s doing something which is better than nothing. he gets less sleep paralysis and ghosts pestering him, but only just enough for him to get by without become a mudang

so if you see him on campus swatting at the air or mumbling something to the air (or well, to you,) it’s just a matter of believe-it-or-not!

POSSIBLE PLOTS: 

would be cool if there’s some sort of “haunted unit” thing going on in 108th avenue (or any other dorm really) and your muse is creeped out/wants help? he does know how to write talismans and do basic rituals (sadly), so he can help anyone out with some heavy air on their back/in their room. only thing about this is that he hasn’t really told anyone @ hansung so far of his 6th sense stuff so we’ll have to figure out how that part works??

jk i thought about it and i’ll say that he did a short part-time gig back in highschool as an anonymous on-the-call ghost fighter or something (based on the show bring it on ghost,) and maybe your muse can recognize him? whether they were the client or if they heard it through the grapevines

past flings/hookups without much room for anything more (he used to hook up quite often in year 2) and are just chill buddies now? or maybe your muse saw the talisman slapped onto his wall while ya’ll were sleeping tgt and you were like wtf is this creepo :\

other than ghosts stuff, probably anything from party friends, drinking buddies, same-major colleagues, someone who wants to recruit him into their club (since he’s lazy and he’s currently in none)

anything else is also cool and feel free to let me know if you have any other ideas!! we’ll figure it out x

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