"Figures dancing gracefully Across my memory Far away, long ago Glowing dim as an ember Things my heart used to know Things it yearns to remember" ♠ ♦ ♣ ♥ Kang Junkyu, the boy whose life is as much of a mystery to himself as it is to you.
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I don't think I ever liked coffee - well, not until the past few days.
At first, the bitter taste felt foreign in my mouth, but I didn't think much of it - I needed it. I needed something to drive away the countless futile and pointless hours of wandering through the city, eyes peering at the strange nightlife with anxious thoughts.
Coffee is supposed to make you energetic according to a certain article I read somewhere - but, weirdly enough, it makes rather the opposite to me. It makes me think calmly and rest. Somehow, it's components soothe me and my seemingly unsettling mind.
Perhaps I'm slowly becoming an addict, but who cares?
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Hearing the other suddenly speak in such an angry tone made Junkyu flinch slightly. He wasn't expecting the other to be so mad, but he thought it was quite appropriate. After all, he had just ruined his personal things - whatever they were. Pursing his lips, he sighed guiltily. "I should have looked where I was going. I am sorry - again." Stopping for a few seconds, he then tried to find the words to speak up once more.
"Where did you buy your noteboo-- No, wait. You choose whichever notebook you want and I'll pay for it. Like you said, I will copy everything in the one I ruined and then we can get this over with. I'm sorry again." Junkyu bowed his head, feeling terribly remorseful. Taking his now almost empty cup, he huffed and threw it into the nearest empty can. "Uh-- Is there anywhere special you want t-to buy it at?"
It was a nice day. Again he was out, carrying notebooks where he kept his lyricses and raps hidden for the outterworld. It was his way to speak to the world. Yet he had to fix some parts, tunes and rhymes. He was a perfectionist. Carefully he looked over his freshly written lyrics and smiled contently. “Perfect!” – Perfect until someone bumped in him. Making the blonde drop his notebook, and, you could guess what happened next, a waterfall of coffee spilled all over the book.
“Really?” The rapper said sharply, giving the other a deadly glare. “REALLY?” He directly bend down, grabbed his notebook to see if things where intact. Luckily for him it where only his old lyricses that seem to be smudget. Yet his ‘holy book’ now got ruined and looked messy. 5 years of care and love, all spilled in coffee. “PUNK! You are going to buy me a new damn book and write every word in here in the new book! “ Clearly pissed off by what happened. Even if it was an accident, to Jiho it was his entire life collapsing. It looked messy, he hated messy. With that he looked over the other, making it clear he means every word.
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"Kang Junkyu." He said, a thankful grin plastered onto his face. "Nice to meet you too." Junkyu shook his head at the other's statement. "It's okay. At least I won't be lost all alone." He chuckled softly, thinking of how pathetic he must have looked standing around with a lost expression.
With a friendly smile, he tucked one of his hands into his pocket as he listened to the stranger “I’m Shima Renzo by the way-“ He said as they began to walk in what he thought was the right direction, -“Nice to meet you man. Sorry in advance if we get lost, my sense of direction isn’t always the best.”
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Seeing a female fall onto the ground wasn't what he expected to see as he looked forward, but it didn't stop him from feeling apologetic. He shook his head as quick as possible, telling her it wasn't her fault. "No, I wasn't looking either. It's not your fault." Junkyu then looked carefully at her. "Are you sure you're okay? Are you hurt?"
Aya should have watched where she was going. Wandering about alone in a city was natural to her, but rushing to get to a certain place was all the more difficult for her. Especially when she didn’t know where she was. It wasn’t until she felt someone bump into her that she fell backwards and onto the pavement, making an ‘oof’ sound. “I-I’m okay!” She stood up quickly, smoothing her clothes. “I’m sorry. I should have been aware of my surroundings.”
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He looked over to the side the female said he should go towards. Smiling, he gratefully bowed his head. "Ah-- I'm not visiting. I live there, but I got lost." An embarrassed laugh found it's out of his lips as he answered honestly. "Oh! And thank you for helping, by the way!"
Cold Starbucks beverage in one hand and her phone in the other, she turns to the stranger asking for direction. Her manicured fingers of the hand holding her phone secured themselves around the frame of her sunglasses, lowering them to the tip of her nose. She examined the young male and smiled as she replied with a nod of her head towards the east. “That way. Nice day you picked to visit the Han river. It’s pretty crowded there right now.”
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When the male turned around, Junkyu could sense the other's desire to be alone. As he told him the way, he nodded and politely smiled. By the end of the other's explanation, he lightly bowed his head and thanked him. Not wanting to bother the stranger much longer, he turned around to leave, but suddenly remembered something he needed to ask.
As quick as he could, he turned around and called him out one last time. "Ah, I'm sorry but-- What part of the Han will that take me to?"
Taken by surprise, Sangdo turns to face whoever’s tapped his shoulder. A lone walk around the block certainly had looked tempting a couple minutes prior, but now it was all but lone.
"The Han—?" he stares in the opposite direction— where the river would actually be, according to his senses. "You turn that corner there, by the coffee shop, and you’re right by Riverview 8th Avenue. That’s the closest you can get to the river from here” he finishes with a soft smile, shoving his hands back into the pocket of his oversized sweatshirt.
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"Are you sure? You didn't get hurt, right?" He asked, guilt now arising from his stomach. He extended his hand to help her stand up and nervously bit the insides of his cheeks. "I guess I should have looked where I was going."
Raven’s eyes were locked on her phone, waiting for her text reply, tapping the screen with her nail, impatiently and checking the clock every couple of seconds, like it would magically change. "Fuck—" She growled as her tiny body hit against a young man’s, taking two steps back and looking up at him. "Yeah, yeah, I’m fine. Sorry." She licked along her lips.
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He nodded his head, signaling it was okay. "I was just checking it out." He hummed, thinking of what she asked. "No, not that I know of." Junkyu let out a soft chuckle and eyed the female. "Do you? I play the bass." Brows furrowed and eyes blinking, he mumbled to himself about how surprised he was about remembering that tiny detail and as he noticed he was talking to himself, the male straightened his back and gave her a sheepish smile.
"Are you sure?" Yerim felt a little bad. It was the only guitar key chain on display -and she was pretty sure it’s the last as well. The female doesn’t always go to places like they are now, and all the more rare does she look for accessories. So she might turn out as a little selfish she can’t just let it go. Hesitantly, Yerim takes it, eyeing the male for any signs of aggravation. "Unfortunately I can’t just break it in half," she says with sincerity, "Do you play the guitar?"
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"It's nice to meet you, Sunny." His head lightly bowed and as a sort of awkward silence (at least, for him it was) settled in. Breaking the atmosphere, he decided to speak up. "Interesting weather, hm?" Junkyu almost slapped himself when those words slipped out of his mouth, but stopped himself right on time.
Swiping her tongue over her lips, she nods a bit. “Well thank you, Kang Junkyu.” She smiled and bowed her head, stuffing the paper in her pocket. “I’m Sunny, Lee Sunny.”
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The man whose hand touched the candy at the same time he did looked as if he was trying to hide something, but he did not think much of it. The other apologized and proceeded into saying he could have it, but Junkyu wasn't having none of it and shook his head.
Seeing how the slightly taller male walked away without the candy, Junkyu frowned and followed him, hoping not to be too annoying, as he explained. "No, I really don't need it. You can have it. I was just curious, because I've never seen it before." He assured and waited for an answer. When he didn't receive one, the male sighed and tried saying it once again in case the other didn't hear.
Feeling somewhat out of place in the cosy store, Kris kept his hands glued to the insides of the pockets of his tight trousers as he wandered aimlessly from shelf to shelf. Due to his height, he had to lower his head to scan the products (rather conveniently as he wanted to keep his celebrity identity unknown to the rest of the customers). Suddenly, his eyes locked onto the box of snacks at the corner of the shop that caught his attention. “They have this here?” He muttered to himself, pleasantly surprised to find a particular brand of snacks that he thought could only be found in his hometown. His gaze blazed with curiousity and excitement and as soon as he was close enough, his hand lashed out to retrieve the item - only to be greeted by another hand.
"Sorry." Kris’ voice rang around the room loudly and clearly, and simultaneously with the stranger’s apology. Loosening his grip around the box with his lips pursed into a thin smile, he shook his head briefly. "No, it’s alright, you can have it." And with that, Kris began to turn away to continue exploring the compact yet wondrous store.
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He looked whichever way the other pointed and nodded, still feeling lost. When the other offered to help him go to his destination, a grateful smile grew onto his lips. "That would be great. Thank you."
Turning around when he felt a stranger touch his shoulder, Shima pursed his lips as he thought. “Um I think it’s in that direction-” He pointed to their left, “-I haven’t been here long so I’m not entirely sure I’m sorry. I could attempt to show you the way if you want?”
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Puffing out, Junkyu headed out of the establishment. He had missed the last train of the day to Gyeonggi-do and it greatly frustrated him. How could he be dumb to the point of falling asleep while waiting for the train? For a slight moment, he closed his eyes and that was when he bumped into someone. Wasn't he bumping into too much people lately? "I'm sorry. Are you okay?"
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cunhong said: "So, how are you?" -tipping on his feet as he looks around and smile a bit-
"Mhh, I'm pretty good. A little tired, but good." Junkyu curtly nodded and turned to him again. "What about you?"
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