in all his glory.
[ TW: mention of depression, nudity ] { * @atxchance
Minwoo felt as if he were in a trance-- or dissociating, probably dissociating while in a trance. One moment he was enjoying his life, or well, as best as he can since his last relationship is pretty fresh and then his scandal happened and that still really sucks, but now he finds himself back in school. A school filled with mutants. Because no he was one somehow.
It all honestly was a lot to take in a short time, and to be honest Minwoo was just going to bathe and pretend he did more than unpack one suitcase into his newest dorm room because that was his life now.
Admittedly, he felt better once bathed. Even though he had to wear flip flops in the shower and bring a caddy because new bathrooms freaked him out, it made him feel just a tiny bit better. He didn’t have to wear flip flops in the shower at home. Or choose the bottom bunk of a bunkbed because by god was he going to have the swankiest mini cave to depression nap in if it was the last thing he’ll do. There’s going to be so many photos of his favorite celebrity crushes shoved between the boards, legit glow-in-the-dark stars on the actual boards ( done in a gradient from largest stars to smallest ). There’s so much potential, and he couldn’t wait to try out .
Perhaps Minwoo was so focused on the fact of choosing his first celebrity to gawk at under his bunk that he forgot to say, cover his trunk, after his shower, and now the knob of his bedroom door is turning. Shitshitshit, Minwoo panics, instantly forgetting where everything he put away is and starts opening his drawers wildly. He curses himself at his disorganization-- why is he like this? Why can’t his three braincells work like they’re supposed to? With no time left the door slammed open, leaving Minwoo only one option and no dignity.
