#silkcode

[lucidrims]

꒰ ͜͡➸ he's ready to bring the chaos to her life, @silkcode ♡

          fashionably late, as per usual. 13 minutes, to be exact. park jinhae doesn't know how to make a silent entrance anywhere. swinging the door to the classroom open, sunglasses on his face, he casually waltzes into the room. brazen as ever, he even opted to go through the front door of the lecture room instead of the back, giving his professor a grin and a nod as if he didn't interrupt the whole lesson. " ahhh, professor han, good to see you. my dad sends his regards, by the way. " he does a finger gun the professor's way, as the whole classroom falls silent, everyone just watching him, with him being unfazed by all the attention. " let's see, where should i sit . . " jinhae mutters under his breath, scanning the room in front of everyone and studying his classmates' faces. that's when he spots her. and he knows her, has heard a lot about her, in fact. but he keeps his cool for now. " guess i'll take a seat there. carry on, sir. " he waves his hand as if to urge the teacher to continue with the lecture, making his way through the aisles of seats and sitting right behind the famous ballerina of the university.

[wcvensouls]

kaede had gotten caught up again with... whatever it was that she was always doing in her laptop, which meant that oliver was once again left without company. having already bought tickets for the performance beforehand, it felt like a waste to simply not use it, which is what had him approaching the young woman that was seemingly alone in the first place. " i hope this doesn't sound strange, but... i have a spare ticket, you wanna come in with me? "

@silkcode : closed starter .

[wcvensouls]

it was no secret that atlas was not someone people could get close to usually, as he normally kept a distance from anyone that wasn' the band mates he had acquired over the centuries. so to see him be the one to bring someone onto the vip area was most definitely a surpsie, but he didn't let that stop him. the concert had come to an end, but he could still hear the fans wildly screaming as he exited to the side, placing his bass on the corner before making his way to run, fingers running through his hair to push them off his face — except dark brown and white strands seemed to stubbornly want to return to its place the moment he lowered his arm. " hey there, did you enjoy the show? "

@silkcode : closed starter .