leon took a long moment to examine the MESS in question – dismebodied shrieks, desperate young jock, and all. it was only his current good humor and the recognition of exactly who was hid behind him that lead him to play along; shifting to block the other behind the broad shoulders of his jacket a little better. “ i’ll do you one better. ” the amused grin playing across his lips evident in the lilt of his hushed tone. “ i’ll go out there and tell them i just saw you leaving the building if you promise to WINE and dine me. ” though in all likelihood it was going to be more than a singular glass. and perhaps the other already knew it if he’d been paying any attention to leon in the past. “ what’d you do to earn THAT wrath ? ”
thankfully, he'd ran into leon, someone who he could trust with the information that he'd given without a second thought. he couldn't help but to smirk at the other's proposition, his brow raising as he hid himself behind the other's jacket. "wow you really do fuckin' love me, huh?" seungjae teased, nudging the other lightly before a chuckle fell from his lips. "today's your lucky day, old moon. i just so happen to have the coaches card that he somehow, idiotically handed over to me and told me to get some food. so it looks like you and i are going to dine in style." there's a certain wickedness to his tone before he's cringing at the yelling that fills his ears once more. "i guess i was so good that she doesn't want last night to be a one night thing? even though i told her it wasn't going to happen again before we even got started yesterday? the usual, i guess you could say. get her off my back and you've got a deal."
sunyool’s gigglins quietly as he follows jae into the dean’s office, itching and aching to get his hands all over the older boy. he’s been there quite a few times before but always for the wrong reasons - but it’s thrilling, honestly, the fear of getting caught fucking on the desk makes his stomach tingle in excitement. a smile spreads over the blonde’s features as he lifts himself on the desk, reaches out for jae’s hand to pull him closer, “ don’t you think your girlfriend will be mad if she finds out you fucked a boy in the dean’s office ? “ a giggle slips the boy’s lips, fingers twisting into jae’s shirt as he buries his face into the older’s neck to press wet kisses against his neck, leaves a trail of quick kisses from his throat to his jawline. // @bluesidcs
seungjae had been in the dean's office time and time again, mostly to kiss ass and bring the dean gifts. such as the shiny figurine that he'd brought just that morning and just so happened to grace the desk that sunyool was lifting himself onto. the other times? well that was for occasions such as this. "don't break that thing, i just gave it to the dean this morning." he whispers lightly, gesturing towards the figurine, locking the door behind the pair before he's smirking at the other pulling him closer. however, a groan falls from jae's lips at the other's words, his hands falling to either side of sun's waist with a small squeeze. "how many times do i have to tell you that i don't fucking care what she thinks?" the older male retorts, brow raising lightly. a small hum of contentment could be heard falling from seungjae's lips at the kisses sunyool was placing along his skin. but it would quickly be replaced by his impatience, hooking his finger's under the younger's chin so that he could finally press their lips together for a moment, pulling away with a wicked grin. "if you're worried about what she thinks, we can always stop?"
“ do you listen to the words that come out of your mouth or is it just a long stream of bullshit that your brain can’t filter out before you say it ? ” words and hurled as yvonne tries to focus her eyes on the figure before her. was she drunk ? no. high ? again, no. only severely lacking in the loss of several night’s sleep, the world around her warping as she tries to keep her head up. god, she felt like shit. “ if you’re going to keep talking can you at least keep me from completely toppling over, i think i’m seeing triple. ”
"you don't have to be so rude, shit. my friend lost his phone... i was just trying to help him find it." he hadn't even be paying attention at first, simply asking the other if they'd seen the phone that one of his friends had lost at a party recently. yet the second her voice registered his ears, it was like seungjae got hit directly in the chest by a ton of bricks, head whipping around to fully focus on her features. "yvonne?" it's blurted out and sounds a little more pitiful than he would have liked it to so he quickly covers that by clearing his throat. "i- uh..." he starts, bitterness coating his mind before he has the chance to avoid it. "fine, whatever." jae grumbles lightly, holding an arm out for her to take just as he had a long time ago. "nice to see you too, i guess."
seungjae was known as two different things and those two different things depended on who you were talking to on campus. to the teachers and 'adults' he was known as a perfect student, an angel that could do no wrong, someone who was never absent, who aced ever class. but to the rest of the students? he was known as something completely different. the troublemaker that caused chaos whenever he walked down the halls, the jock who thought he was better than everyone else and the guy who hooked up with whoever he could, whenever he could. the contrast between the two was enough to make him laugh, honestly. right now, though? he was grateful there were no teachers in the hall because he currently was being sought out by a one night stand who wasn't so happy that was their title. after darting around one of the corners, he saw someone familiar and did his best to hide behind them. "listen, whatever you do... don't fuckin' move." he half whispers. "i need you to hide me until the person who's running through here shrieking my name leaves." the male continues, peeking over the other's shoulder for a split second. "i'll owe you dinner, or alcohol, or whatever the hell you want.. i just do not have time to deal with that mess right now."
if there was one place he knew he could find sayuri, it would be studying. jae had never found a specific place where she liked to sit and read up on her books, but after a little bit of asking around, he was able to pinpoint her exact location. so with his usual smirk on his lips, he made his way towards the table she was currently sitting at. one glance at the other caused his eyes to roll ever-so-slightly, far too focused on her book to even notice him sneaking up on her. up until he placed his chin on the top of it, a grin gracing his features as he eyed her over. "this looks fucking boring, yuri." jae states, faking a yawn before he grabs the book out of her hands, making sure to throw a pencil in it to keep her place marked before it's hitting the table with a thud. "so much so that i'd say you're done with it... for now at least." the male continues, sitting across from her only to prop his feet up on the table, lacing his fingers behind his head as he pretends to mull over an idea. "you and i are attending an off campus party tonight. you can't say no. i've already told them i'd bring a plus one and you know how i hate to disappoint people." there's a certain tone to his words, one that could have easily been taken as a pout. but moon seungjae didn't pout.. or did he? depending on the situation and the person he was dealing with, he'd do whatever it took to get his way. "so is that a yes or a yes?" / @opvllence
they’re walking side by side around campus, yoomi holding seungjae’s hand as she leans closer showing the boy the best smile she has to offer. they probably look so lovable on the outside, or well, yoomi knows that they do. both with their effortless charming smiles & elegant looks, the two practically radiated confidence & wealth. it was hard not to fall for the facade, because if yoomi ever learned a thing in her life was that everyone loved to love beauty. of course what most people didn’t know was the truth– that that’s all they were at the end of the day, a facade. a simple cardboard box of the people they wanted to appear as, the shining couple the other students foolishly looked up to. if only they’d known. yoomi is leaning on seungjae’s shoulder one moment, looking as smitten as ever, while at the next her hand drops as she takes a step away from her supposedly ‘adoring’ boyfriend. they’re indoors now, no one to gaze or witness their true colors, any pretense immediately disappears. “ don’t tell me you’re expecting a goodnight kiss ” yoomi mocks, crossing her arms. / @bluesidcs
he was good at faking things, he'd been good at that his whole life. meaning that when he felt yoomi's hand in his, he went the extra step to lace his fingers with hers, the smile he flashed down at her could be compared to the sun. the people around them? he was sure they figured the pair was madly in love as they made their way around campus. that's how they wanted it, though. it kept their images up and shielded the public away from the lives that they, or well he, really lived behind closed doors. he wasn't sure if it was that way with her, part of him figured it was but the other part of him couldn't give a damn. as long as she went along with it and his image was kept up? why did that matter. it didn't, or at least, not to him. as her weight shifted off of his shoulder and her hand drops from his own, he can't help but to let out a sigh of relief. putting on a mask every single day did get tiring, even if he was the one who chose to do so. "are you fuckin' kidding me?" seungjae scoffs lightly, rolling his eyes before his brow quirked upwards. "if you're offering, i won't turn it down. you should know that about me by now." he winks, a smirk pulling on the corners of his lips. "but you and i both know that it isn't going to happen. so unless you've had some change of heart, you can go. your image is safe for yet another day."
SILVERTON ACAD. FILE LOADED / MOON SEUNGJAE. —— ❛ cismale ( he / him ), twenty-one years old, born on 1997.10.31 in daegu, south korea. has been attending silverton for two years, making them a sophomore currently studying athletic training. apart of the inner circle: YES. / PORTRAYED BY PARK JIMIN.
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BIO.
grew up extremely spoiled
i mean.... extremely. parents made damn good money and made sure that jae never had to lift a finger for ANYTHING because they didn’t want him to !!
this made him extremely bratty and it showed growing up but his mom and dad never reprimanded him and things just kept going like they were
seungjae is 99.99% of the reason a lot of the staff his parents hired to take care of his family home ended up quitting on them.
he used to play pranks on them and annoy them so much that they ended up not being able to take it and they just walked out.
plot twist: he wanted them to quit in hopes that his parents would actually pay more attention to him instead of letting the people they hired do that for them
however, that backfired and they always hired new people so he stopped annoying the staff and ended up bonding with the people who were hired to basically babysit him.
even tho he was spoiled, he always excelled in classes, never missing a day always acing every class he took.
but there was that small rebellious part of him there still and it came to life once he hit middle school.
that was the first time he ended up climbing out of his bedroom window and went to a party with a group of his friends and ended up loving that lifestyle.
so it happened again and again and again.
but he knew his parents could never know about that side of him, so he made sure to keep his grades and attendance up so that it gave the appearance of their ‘angelic’ son all while hiding the fact he was anything but anymore.
high school was the same, really. he lived two different lives. the life the adults saw, and the life he actually LIKED to live that his friends and fellow party goers saw.
but there was a little bit more pressure added onto his shoulders in high school. sports. it didn’t matter what kind it was, he was signed up and because he happened to be good at every single one he tried... it put the spotlight directly on him.
did he care? no. god no. he loved the attention more than anything. but it did make his double life just a little bit harder to live.
still, he continued on with it bc he was too stubborn and hedonistic to let it go.
now? he’s extremely cocky and thinks the world revolves around him and has an ego the size of texas.
still parties.... all the time
but hides it and kisses the teachers asses all the time to keep up his “good” image.
honestly thinks he can get away w whatever he wants to bc the dean loves him and the gifts he brings to the dean all the time.
PERSONALITY.
your typical fuckboy jock tbh
flirty as hell
not afraid to flaunt his ego
also not afraid to say what he wants no matter how it might affect the situation
thinks he’s the chosen one.
however there is a human being past all that cockiness and ego
one who’s kinda lowkey scared of his two lifestyles getting ruined and having the facility realize he’s really not the angel they all think he is.
might be a jock, but is actually highkey smart as hell.
uses his looks to his advantage ( aka to get what he wants if its that easy for him )
would much rather be drinking and partying than studying on a friday night.
will 100% flirt with you even if you tell him to fuck off :/
a hot mess
actually a demon, im p sure.
loves to fuck with people.
loves to...f uck people as well.
can be pretty ugli and petty when he wants to be.
honestly? trying to live his life to the fullest ??
probably relates to the lyrics “i’m here for a good time, not a long time” more than anything else atm.
he’s trying.
not really.
he’s selfish and loves attention
he is outgoing and charming when he needs to be though i will say that.
teachers think he can literally do no wrong.
is the type that takes the dean gifts on a daily basis just to make the dean think he’s incapable of sneaking into the dean’s office after hours only to bang someone on the dean’s desk...
