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[dearparadigm]

➢ kang sungmin, "the rock" of yeonhwa university. written by emil (dc: p3portable).

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[dearparadigm]

wassup dragons!!! resident halloween enthusiast here to offer you a yeonween (yes i'm calling it that) plot call for sungmin! as well as a general interest check for plotting because... he's lacking in ongoing plots, lmao... more details below for his event tl!

friday 10/31

picking out the perfect pumpkin for the contest! sungmin's always early, but this is extra important since he wants to get a good one before they're all gone. it would be cute to pick out & carve pumpkins together, and he'll end up carving mimikyu into his! it might not be a winner, but he's doing it more for the fun of it.

trick-or-treating! as an education major, he'll be out until 6:30 passing out candy to whoever comes by the department building! and yes, he will be wearing the princess costume for this. feel free to come up to him for candy, stickers, and/or pictures! he'll change into something a little more mature before he goes trick-or-treating himself. someone join him please...

sungmin will also be attending the student thrown halloween party, due in part to some good friends of his personally inviting him... plus, going to the club is likely one of the last places he'll be jsddsjkfdh so this is where he'll be instead of the official party! i imagine he's among one of the first to know just because of his existing ophiuchus connections? maybe he'll run into your muse? either way i know he'll be drunk by the end of the night tbh

saturday 11/01

putting his pumpkin up for the contest! he's very proud of his craftsmanship. he'll also look around at the other entries and likely marvel at them... he might feel a little silly going for a pokemon but hey, he tried! he'll be back around 4 pm to check the results and take his pumpkin back to his room!

while he's not keen on going to the haunted house, he can definitely be talked into it LMAO... if nothing else, he'll probably get photos of it for the theatre department! consider it another favor someone called in. just don't scare him too bad, he's a screamer.

sunday 11/02

aaaa autumn market!!! photography club will be selling prints of autumnal photographs the members have taken of various places around campus and the surrounding area! as for baked goods, sungmin has meticulously prepared pumpkin muffins with cream cheese filling! (plotting for baking these is totally fair game!) he'll also be floating around the market because he loves little local markets okay... he'll be ending the day with a lot of trinkets and baked goods.

he MUST watch coraline because i say so, providing plenty of blankets if he's got company with him. he'll likely be a touch low energy during it because of running the club booth earlier, but if there are leftover muffins, he'll happily share!

and as a housekeeping update, i've cleaned up his current connections, i would love if anyone took a look at them and let me know if anything caught your eye! please like this if you want to plot! very excited to talk details, and happy halloween!

[dearparadigm]

♡ 🗨️ ⌲ sungshine221 polaris halloween prep is going as well as you think... lol...

task #3: the spookiest thing about halloween is unblended makeup.

for halloween, the members of polaris banded together to host an event for a local elementary school and the surrounding area, creatively dubbed "miniween" by the officers (not including sungmin). since the budget allowed for it, the boys spent the entirety of the last club meeting putting together buckets of treats for the kids: candies, stickers, pencils, and a toothbrush for posterity's sake.

as for costumes, the only guideline given was to remain child-friendly. easy enough, right? several ideas floated around in sungmin's mind, but none of them quite seemed to stick... until he overheard one of the members jokingly suggest dressing up like princesses, followed by more voices piping up in agreement. princesses, huh? he hadn't given much thought to wearing a dress before, but it couldn't hurt to try.

that's how it began. the polaris boys aren't the type to half-ass their events. if several members were going to dress up like this, they had to go all in. dresses, wigs, makeup—all of it to sell the pure grace and charm of real princesses. sungmin wasn't quite sure how well he'd fare. being the resident overthinker, he spent the last 48 hours perfecting his mannerisms, almost losing himself in the role before it could even begin.

all of his doubts went out the window as soon as he witnessed the gap-toothed grins and delighted squeals of the children running up to the tables in the lobby. sure, he might've looked a bit silly to the fellow adults, but it hardly mattered in comparison to the pure joy in the air. so what if he took his part too seriously? to spend a day pretending to be something you aren't... isn't that what halloween is all about?

[egoistblue]

asakura touma is a failure. in every sense of the word, sure, but the fact that he failed at skinny dipping of all things somehow builds his character ( downwards of course, a decline of severe magnitudes, if that's even possible ). it's really cold though, the night proving to him once again that he came up with a stupid idea and he wishes he had more control over his brain-to-mouth filter sometimes. unfortunately, this won't be the last time he jumps on a stupid idea, sometimes against his own will.

he’s shivering, the after effects of bad decisions, small fits of sneezing and coughing to accompany him on the way back to his room. touma already separated from his skinny-dipping buddy earlier, slightly embarrassed with how easily he climbed back out of the freezing waters. and now he’s out here, dark and suffering the consequences of his poorly thought out actions.

the path ahead of him isn’t very clear, navigating through the pitch-dark with nothing but his blurry eyes and foggy brain. he doesn’t consider the possibility that someone else would be wandering the grounds at this hour, paying no attention to the hustling and rustling he’s doing.

until he is caught up in a surprise by the sound of a loud scream—which caused touma to let out a guttural shout of his own, along with a few string of curse words in his native language that his mother would scold him for.

he tries to focus his vision on the loud figure that disrupted his late night walk of shame—only to sneeze again, and then having to refocus once more—coming to see a familiar face.

“woah, it’s you! how—achoo!—are you? you look like you saw a—achoo!—ghost.” he takes a moment to catch his breath. “what are you doing out here late at night? hunting bugs? hunting… ghosts?” touma questions, playing into the scenario he’s setting up himself.

“i’m pretty sure there would be a lot of those in these types of places,” he concludes without even asking the other student.

[dearparadigm]

the shock of seeing what he was 90% sure was a ghost overrides any mortification sungmin feels about screaming so loud. until the figure speaks and sounds a little too familiar to his ears, anyway. he slowly moves his arms away from his face to see none other the dog-walking guy he occasionally crosses paths with on campus.

so, not only did he likely blow the poor man’s eardrums out, but he also just let another soul witness him freaking out at the slightest scare. fantastic. “you— you scared me!” sungmin sputters, surprise giving way to confusion now that he can see clearer now. he wasn’t anticipating seeing anyone out here, much less his sneezing acquaintance. “please… please, don’t bring up ghosts again.”

he sucks in a deep breath, then slowly exhales. “god, uh… i’m fine if you ignore everything that just happened, i guess. i was just taking a walk since it’s quieter over here.”

everyone knows there’s a no skinny dipping rule in place, and sungmin figures this is the reason why. yet, he doesn’t hesitate to unzip his jacket and offer it to touma. “here, take this for now, and let me ask you the same thing: why are you here? are you okay? you look cold… and wet.”

[0hw3llw0rld]

it's always like that. things going well until they don't and miyeon doesn't know what to do with herself. sudden changes weren't her favourite, everything in her life was gradual and slow and build from the ground up. that's how it was with sungmin in her eyes as well, slow and steady, great even. until he announced that he was going to leave for the military. surprise. huge one. well…

changes weren't her favourite, especially ones she didn't really have time to prepare or know how to handle, it wasn't a small change as well. like sungmin saying he will move an extra thirty minutes away or starting a new job- no this was big and miyeon wasn't sure there was a way to handle the sudden change. she didn't stop him, he had made his choice and the best she could do was be supportive, be there for whatever decision he made.

but things change and so does her routine and his and everything feels out of place and more times than non miyeon doesn't know what to do to fix herself. it didn't help that this was her first proper serious relationship, that outlasted all of her previous ones. it didn't help that she knew she was being too much and still couldn't stop herself from not being as lenient and adjusting her own routine to fit with sungmins. she could have done more- or less, something, anything. she can't pinpoint the exact emotion she feels as her legs drag her through the park she knows a bit too well, but its a mixture of things. excitement, anxiety, bit of nausea? she doesn't want to think about her heartbeat is loud in her ears and how her 

stomach twists and turns. they have never been split for so long and that thought alone comes with a lot of emotions.

yet, she makes her way through the park and its pretty soon she manages to locate sungmin and her shoulders finally relax. had she been that stressed for so long? it's almost achy, uncomfortable the way her shoulders feel relaxed. she can't help but speed up her steps, just a bit, enough to get her quicker to him. she can't help but smile, a bit nervous, a bit uneasy, but nothing huge. she finally stops right in front of him, he speaks and despite his words, he doesn't get up to greet her. she feels a pang in her chest but smiles through it really.

"i missed you as well, feels like ages since we last saw eachother." her smile gets bigger, despite feeling a little bit awkward at his next words. she shakes her head "it's fine, really." she starts, finally taking a seat next to sugnmin on the bench, knee bumping onto his. "whats up?" she asks, lips pursing ever so slightly together as she watches him, closely, curious even to an extend.

[dearparadigm]

with miyeon here, in front of him after months apart, the gravity of sungmin’s decision is truly weighing on him. he’s rehearsed this conversation over and over back at the base, much to the dismay of his squad. having to hear your bunkmate murmuring to himself in the dead of night isn’t the most ideal sleeping situation, after all. still, no amount of practice could prepare him for the real thing. hasn’t he learned his lesson by now?

“yeah, it honestly has been ages. it’s weird not getting to see you all the time.” three months in, and he’s a bit different now. his hair’s been buzzed, his eyes tired, and he’s trying desperately to act like he’s still the same sungmin that miyeon knows. she looks just about the same, though. still pretty, still makes his heart skip a beat. she’s almost exactly how he left her months ago.

sungmin lightly nudges her knee with his own, amused by the gesture. the feeling dies quickly, instead replaced by the thought that he’ll miss her warmth most of all. “first, i wanna apologize for not keeping up with you as much as i used to. it’s… hard, getting used to service.” he sighs, wanting to look into miyeon’s eyes, but opting to focus on the way her hair flows in the wind. “we’ve talked about it before, i know, but… i don’t think i can follow up on that promise anymore.”

oh god, here it goes. he swallows, mentally bracing himself for the worst. “and… i don’t like to make promises i can’t keep. miyeon, you deserve better than what i can give you right now. it hurts, but more than anything, i want to see you happy. even if that means you’re not with me.”

he squeezes his eyes shut, fighting back tears he’s been holding in for a couple months now. “so, i… think we should break up.” he wants to add at least while i’m away, but it feels wrong to suggest they could get back together right after he told her he was done. a matter for the future, maybe. sungmin forces himself to look at her, even as those tears well up in the corners of his eyes. “you felt it coming too, right? i’m sorry…”

[veritastrap]

there’s something about sungmin’s presence that makes yerim feel safe. just being in the same room as him releases the constant tension in her shoulders, makes the corners of her mouth curl upwards more easily. he’s warm, and he feels like coming home. his words make her smile, though her smile is not necessarily a happy one. perhaps it’s just that she feels some degree of comfort in knowing that she’s not alone in all of this — she will always have her best friend by her side. 

“i don’t think saying ‘no’ is something they’ll accept.” it’s a sad truth to face: their lives are not their own, they’re merely pieces of a larger puzzle, expected to fit the shape of the space they're assigned to. “especially since they’re still trying to push their narrative, even while you have a girlfriend. it’s like they think it’s a phase, or something. you wanna know what my mom told me when she found out about you and miyeon?” she lets out a small chuckle — as if she has to laugh to keep herself from crying due to frustration. “she said i shouldn’t worry. that you’ll get over her soon enough and come back to me. how absolutely insane is that?” 

she lets out a huff, but sungmin’s touch steadies her. the warmth of his hand makes her stop fidgeting, and she looks back up at him again, one corner of her mouth turned up. “i’ve never felt that way around you,” she promises. his assurance touches her in a way she didn’t quite expect — warmth spreads in her chest, and she feels lighter, somehow. and yet, there’s one part of her that feels almost guilty — because she knows she can tell him anything, that there’s never been any judgement between them, only support, but there’s still something she’s been neglecting to tell him. something big. though telling sungmin would make it real, and yerim isn’t sure she’s ready for that — or if she ever will be. she doesn’t say anything else, just nods, smiling as he squeezes her hands.

her hands suddenly feel cold as his warmth leaves them, and his words echo in her mind: in a couple months, i won’t get to talk to you like this for a while. he’ll be gone, leaving a gap in her life she doesn’t yet know how she will fill. her chest tightens at the thought, and the weight of unspoken words, secrets yet to be shared, press against her. she swallows, hesitating, but finally lets herself speak.

“there is something, actually… that i haven’t told you yet.” she pauses, looking at him for a brief moment, trying to gauge some reaction. she sees no signs of judgement, but decides to ask anyway: “promise me you won’t look at me differently?” her voice is quiet, a touch more shaky than usual — sungmin is the only one she ever shows this vulnerable side of herself to. something in his eyes gives her the courage to keep going. 

“i… a few months ago, i had a crush on a girl. i don’t think she felt the same, but we, uh, kissed. once. during spin the bottle, it was stupid.” she takes a shaky breath, feeling exposed, but decides to keep going. “i guess that makes me bisexual. or something.” it’s the first time she speaks the words out loud. she’s barely even let herself think them, but it feels right, somehow, to have sungmin be there when the admission makes it real. 

“that’s… all,” she finishes, then exhales — partly in relief, part fear. it’s stupid, really — deep down, she knows he won’t judge. he’s never judged her before, so why would he start now? besides, the thought of him leaving soon had made her realize she doesn’t want to keep carrying this secret into months of not seeing him.

[dearparadigm]

a familiar tightness in his chest quickly resurfaces at the mere mention of his girlfriend. she, too, is part of this familial gamble despite sungmin desperately trying to keep her out of it. yerim’s information isn’t news to him, yet it still hurts to hear it said out loud. “she’s ridiculous. i’m the happiest i’ve ever been with miyeon,” his head snaps up, “and that’s saying a lot.” truly, when was the last time he could claim that in full confidence?

sungmin’s flash of anger subsides quickly, instead replaced by his signature warmth and tenderness. yerim isn’t the touchy type, never has been, and he never expects her to be. all the confirmation he needs is in the way her fidgeting ceases, in the smile she shares, and that’s what matters most.

it’s why he doesn’t run cold when she begins her confession. though, the uncertainty in her follow-up question causes him to stare a little too hard, leaning a touch closer. “yerim... when i said you could tell me anything, i meant it. i promise i won't think differently of you.” he finishes his statement with a firm nod, eyes fixated on her even if she looks away.

even the best of friends keep secrets from each other, that much is true. being scared of judgement is what sends secrets to the grave. this secret especially, in the world they live in, with the parents they have. but there’s a slight relief in hearing those words leave yerim’s lips; not just because he’s glad she told him, but because he also has something to confess. he falls silent now, suddenly unable to meet her gaze. just say it. she's so brave for telling you, can't you do the same for her?

“… oh.” sungmin finally replies, more curious than anything else. to the untrained eye, it might've looked like he was simply ruminating until then, but the way he shifts slightly suggests otherwise. he can't say it now, not when this moment is about her, so he does what he does best: asks yerim about herself. “well, like i said, i don't see you any differently. do you, uh, still have a crush on her? or… anyone else right now?"

[dearparadigm]

september prompt. after all that i can do for them is done / i need someone to remember me. mentions of: micah, noeul.

[if lost please return to: 강성민]

i’m trying something new, i guess. i read somewhere online that journaling is supposed to help you organize your thoughts, god knows i need it. well, maybe i shouldn’t say it like that. i do fine where it matters, like in that lecture—i counted 5 people asleep in there today. honestly, i’d have fallen asleep as well if i didn’t just down my second coffee beforehand. in a place like this, you need all the sleep you can get.

right, focusing. i had a few things to do today, but the biggest thing so far was just to talk to micah about next semester’s activities. it went as well as i thought it would; he’s usually pretty on top of everything. i just hope i can be as useful as him if i get to be president of polaris, you know? … you do. i’m literally talking to myself right now.

i don’t know if this is working anyway, i ran into noeul on the way home—my dorm room. it’s been a little bit since we’ve had the time to hang out, but i have no idea when the next time will be. trying to have a social life is… hard, to say the least. we live right across the hall from each other, but i’m rarely in b612 during daylight hours. class, lotus fm, studying, tutoring… still, i’d rather do a million things instead of nothing at all.

i can’t help but wonder what it’d be like if i could just… exist? i’ve been busy since the day i was born, my mother likes to say. i wish it was my choice but it’s not that bad. if i didn’t spend all that time studying english, i might not have the opportunities i do now. everyone is so active on campus, always headed from one place to the next without taking the time to just be, myself included. funny, i never really noticed it until i wrote it down just now. maybe those self-help gurus are onto something.

in any case, i think i can make it happen. i can exist someday.

i have to make it out first.

[stagedown]

early mornings winds are usually brisk but with the appearance of sungmin, she barely even noticed how cold her hands were just a moment ago. her attention is overwhelmed by his bleached hair that she couldn't help but laugh loudly, the sound carrying off the calm waters. she covers her mouth quickly as the sound bounces off the empty lake. "yes, good morning," she says quickly, forgetting to do as she was so focused on his change of look.

with the warmth of the first rays of the sun finally touching her cheek, she peers at sungmin, leaning close to take in the way his blonde hair frames his face. "what do you mean? you look great," she says, reaching over to fix his hair away from his face, leaning back to look at him carefully.

the sun peeks behind him then, illuminating his hair in the perfect light and agatha almost pulls out her phone to take a photo of him in this moment, but alas, she had to forget it in her bunk. she blinks a couple of times and her next words die in her throat. he looks so ethereal that agatha's brain malfunctions for a moment, and it isn't just because of the lack of sleep or the alcohol she's consumed late in the night.

"yeah, i do like it. i love it actually, i think it fits you very well." she gathers legs and presses her knees to her chest, leaning over it as she rests her chin on her arms, her eyes mesmerized for a moment longer. "what prompted the change?"

[dearparadigm]

the sudden burst of laughter causes sungmin to blink, followed by a bubble of laughter of his own. even though agatha’s technically laughing at him, he knows she means no harm. his legs cross neatly beneath him, hands planted on the dock as the sun slowly wakes up. “you’re flattering me,” sungmin dismisses, “i just kinda… rolled out of bed and came outside.” not everyone has the luxury of looking beautiful this early in the morning, not everyone can be like agatha. 

however, when she brushes his hair, it’s just enough contact to put aside his self-loathing for a moment. this sort of touch—subtle, understated—could ultimately mean absolutely nothing, he’s well aware. she’s done it plenty of times by now, but each instance makes it more difficult to ignore his aching heart. his gaze shifts away from agatha’s, almost shy about the way his smile lifts in response. “... love it?” god, if only he could hear that every time he ends up bleaching his hair. the typical responses are usually along the lines of ‘are you okay?’ or ‘this isn’t like you,’ despite it being one of his more well-known habits. but this… it feels good to hear.

sungmin’s mind isn’t even on the sunrise anymore, it’s too busy trying to come up with something, anything to say back. “i’ll be totally honest, i haven’t really looked at it since last night, so… i’m glad it came out well, at least by the way you reacted.” maybe drunkenly bleaching his hair wasn’t such a bad idea after all, hm? “i can’t really remember what brought it on, but… all i know is that it was me, someone else, and a few boxes of bleach,” he awkwardly scratches his cheek. “sorry, i drank way too much last night.”

still reeling from the set of compliments, he takes a deep breath and faces the sun just like she does. the dock below shifts slightly as he backs up, sidling next to her in that timid yet anticipatory way as usual… a sight he only wants to show her, really. when he has enough courage to look at her again, he almost wishes he didn’t. 

sungmin’s mouth opens, yet nothing comes out immediately, too captivated by the way the sunlight brightens agatha’s features, how the breeze flutters her hair. “beautiful,” he whispers, the words slipping by before he can even think to stop himself.

[p2harmony]

날씨 너무 좋다👍🏻☀️

[dearparadigm]

track 06: giving up the ghost ft. @egoistblue released: september 6, 2025

okay, maybe trivia night didn’t end so well. tensions between polaris and lyra have been slowly but steadily building, and while a bit of healthy competition never hurt anyone, things went too far. conflict has never really been sungmin’s strong suit. while he did his best to break things up, he got one of his signature migraines immediately after going back to his room for the evening. just what he needed on the first night of mt.

gravel crunches beneath his sneakers as he walks the path leading up to the lake, the area quiet save for the soft rustling of the nearby bushes and trees. all of the rowdiness is left behind him, the lights from the cluster of buildings gradually fading as he strays farther away. for the first time all day, sungmin can stop, breathe, and—

… what was that?

aggressive rustling immediately makes him stop in his tracks. his head whips around to find the source, but the sound dies almost as quickly as it came. strange, but there’s wildlife around here. it’s likely nothing, right? he takes a deep breath, shaking his head slightly before continuing.

that is, until he sees a figure in the near distance. he blinks, it goes away. every nerve in his body is telling him to turn around, to run right back to his room and forget this ever happened. he’s just tired, that’s all it is. but when he turns around, he’s face to face with that figure again, in all of its (his?) pale, slightly damp-looking glory.

and the scream sungmin lets out definitely startles a few birds out of the nearby brush, too.

[dearparadigm]

what’s up!!!! this is so very late bc i’ve been on hiatus since before the event even started 😔so i’ll keep this (kinda) light since uh… it ends sometime next week lol. putting down individual days, then general stuff he’ll be up to! as always i am totally open to new stuff! feel free to leave a like or poke me if you want to plot!

friday:

7:45 am – 10:00 am: he’s early, to no one’s surprise… likely checking in with his friends even though he doesn’t have to. he really wants a window seat but honestly, if you ask nicely, he’ll gladly give it up for you! he’ll likely be listening to music on the ride over and daydreaming while looking out the window LMFAO but if you see him, please say hi!

10:00 am: meeting up with roommates yay!!! some familiar faces, some ones he hasn’t quite interacted with… more than anything else, he wants to get along with everyone, so he’ll end up trying to talk to everyone at least once + working out cooking/sleeping arrangements/etc. very responsible of him.

11:00 am – 1:00 pm: taking a look around the land! he packed bug spray, sunscreen, water etc etc you name it—he’s got it. he’s not the biggest fan of outdoor activity but he does like taking walks, likely carrying his camera around too. company is more than welcome!

9:00 pm: trivia night with the education majors! he may not be the most physically adept person but damnit if he doesn’t get those answers in fast… which may lead to him getting roped into that polaris vs lyra altercation, albeit as a reluctant mediator. stop fighting!!

saturday:

1:00 am: still frazzled from that fight at trivia night, he decided to go on a night walk by the lake and gets spooked by some wildlife (or maybe a person?)... if this is a prank, it’s not funny :( (plsplspls give me scaredy cat sungmin hours)

7:00 am: ended up crashing at one of the treehouses for the night after that because he couldn’t remember where his room was 💔 if someone manages to find him, congrats! he’ll probably be too shy to say why he’s still in his pajamas up here. don’t judge… maybe go to breakfast with him?

9:00 pm: went to the bonfire, played drunk truth or dare, and he got dared to bleach his hair… lmao… so now him and someone else are in one of the bathrooms with a couple boxes of dye (where did they get those?) and a dream. comes out pretty well considering they had a few drinks too many, but he’ll get it touched up after mt. welcome back blondemin

sunday:

awoken at 3:33 am from the knocking, complete with a headache and blonde hair that he only half remembers. tries to get back to sleep and fails, so he heads out around 5 to get some fresh air and see the sunrise. perhaps he runs into someone on the way?

8:10 am – 11:00 am: goes back to sleep for a while after breakfast, pls do not disturb

1:00 pm: feeling much better after eating and resting! needs a bus buddy on the way back. he'll be happy to share his photos from the trip and debrief, especially about the bonfire. his hair kinda sticks out like a sore thumb, huh?

general things

mornings: 

pretty early to breakfast in general (~7 am), not all that talkative in the morning. this really depends on if he woke up early or not…

morning yoga! he’s a bit clumsy but he's got the spirit. by the end of mt he finds out he quite liked it…

cleaning up his room because, of course, he doesn’t want to leave any mess whatsoever behind.

afternoons:

lunch ofc, he’ll probably take his food to go and sit out by the lake though. this is the most hiking he’ll ever willingly do

engaging in leisurely activities! outdoor painting, swimming, reading, napping… he really needs a nap 💔

photography club obligations? taking photos of the site, the students, and whatever else interests him!

evenings:

education majors never fear... sungmin is good at cooking! amateur, yes, but he’s got high regards! just ask agatha LOL he can definitely handle making the meals, so long as he has hands on deck who can help him (and not burn the kitchen down in the process) (please)

taking a walk and catching photos of sunset/nighttime, big fan of how many stars are visible in the sky!

he left his guitar back in his dorm, but he’ll likely be sitting in a treehouse singing softly to music. he misses his guitar though…

[dearparadigm]

TASK 02: a peek into the chronically offline kang sungmin's phone !

details

he has an iphone 16 pro max in white titanium, bought after his iphone 12 pro tragically stopped charging and couldn't be salvaged. he's involved with a fair few things that require him to be easily contacted, so he got the upgrade as soon as his old phone gave up. fly high... he likes to change his case every so often, his current one shown in the picture above. his lock/homescreens are usually photos he's taken. this lockscreen is from his last family vacation about 4 months ago.

usage

he tends to keep off his phone often, mostly due to his activities and preference for physical media. he reads physical books, carries around his camera often, buys & burns cds, and so on... but he really likes playing puzzle games on his phone. he tries to limit himself to only doing so during his downtime, which... well, he doesn't have a lot of it. he usually replies to texts within 30 minutes, maybe longer if his schedule is packed, and he'll apologize if he feels he took too long to respond. his weekly screentime average is around 3 hours tops, but he's on his laptop a fair bit too, so does it really count?

social media

he's never been a big social media guy. even now, he rarely posts on his personal instagram account, sungshine221, only really doing so for the sake of media dumps/archival purposes every few months. he doesn't post anything that would negatively impact his image, either, since his name is proudly displayed on his profile. he's gotten more used to being in front of the camera rather than behind it in the past year or so. some of his followers on his joint foodie vlog account managed to find this profile (not that it's a secret), so he's garnered about 400 followers in total. he's not entirely sure about how it feels to be referred to as an 'influencer' just yet. otherwise, he's a world-class lurker, liking cute dog videos and saving recipes to try out on his own.

life

his top 3 contacts are his mother, yerim, and his father, in that order. his mother texts him every morning and every night to wish him well, and while he loves her, he thinks it's a bit overbearing embarrassing for her to constantly check on her adult son while he's away. keeping up with yerim is like second nature, though, both on and offline. she'd probably be his emergency contact if not for his parents. his father is a little less warm, a little less concerned about how he's handling himself, which makes sungmin feel... odd, but he prefers it over the several texts a day he gets from his mother. the way he texts is pretty lowkey, though he's prim and proper when it comes to his parents. he makes sure to exchange contact info for people he meets/his friends, but he'll always prefer meeting in person than texting. he does like to do video calls/facetimes if he's super busy, often carrying his phone around with him while he does his tasks. it's just nice to have someone around.

[stagedown]

sunkissed present, day 3 - sunday sunrise event starter for kang sungmin ( @dearparadigm )

two hours.

bleary eyed and still yawning, agatha trudges her feet through the morning dew towards the lake. she's only slept two hours before her alarm rings, forgetting for a moment that she's set it up right before she crashed in bed. she didn't even have the mind to check if seoyun and stella were in their bunk or if she woke up yerim by her alarm. she takes one of the thicker jackets and makes her way out.

the skies were slowly getting lighter as the minutes pass by. she's sitting cross-legged on one of the docks by the lake, her hands pressed in her jacket pocket as she watches the slow ripple of the water and waits for the sun to take a peek from the horizon. she didn't even realize that someone might be awake a this time nor expect anyone to join her and watch the sunrise.

to her surprise, she hears the footsteps of someone getting on the dock, causing it to move slightly. she turns around and beams upon knowing who it is joining her. but her eyes are immediately caught by the very bright and very blonde hair of kang sungmin.

"oh my god, who are you?" she says in disbelief, fully turning to face him. she is rendered speechless as she watches him get nearer, noting the way the blonde brightens his complexion, his features softer. "come closer, i wanna see you. sit beside me."

she pats the place next to her, wanting to take a closer look. she's become so used to dark-haired sungmin that she really couldn't believe that he would dye his hair blonde in the span of 24 hours from the last time she'd seen him.

[dearparadigm]

whoever thought it would be funny to knock on the door a couple hours ago must’ve gotten what they wanted, because ever since then, sungmin hasn’t been able to rest. despite the subtle throb pulsing through his head, he finds himself walking along the trail he’s grown accustomed to over the past couple days—the lake, yet again. the dewy morning air is a welcome relief from the stagnant, stuffy room that feels a little too crowded right now. 

it’s early, too early to be awake, but it hardly matters when his eyes catch the gorgeous swirl of orange and blue in the sky. old wood creaks beneath his sneakers as he steps onto the dock, and the change of path finally centers him back into the moment. someone else is here, likely another poor soul who couldn’t sleep for one reason or another.

but when she turns around, cheeks flushed from the chill, the mystery dissipates as quickly as it formed. a warm smile replaces the slight downturn of sungmin’s lips, and he picks up his pace a touch more. “morning,” he greets, passing over agatha’s question briefly just to get over to her. “look, i know i don’t look great right now, but—”

when he goes to sit next to her, his blonde fringe falls in front of his face, and he pauses. oh, right. “um… surprise?” he says, as if he bleached it intentionally. truth be told, he can put the pieces together, but it’s the exact details that seem to escape him currently. having agatha so close to him sort of sends his mind into a spin anyway, but that’s neither here nor there. “do you… like it?”

[dearparadigm]

what’s up!!!! this is so very late bc i’ve been on hiatus since before the event even started 😔so i’ll keep this (kinda) light since uh… it ends sometime next week lol. putting down individual days, then general stuff he’ll be up to! as always i am totally open to new stuff! feel free to leave a like or poke me if you want to plot!

friday:

7:45 am – 10:00 am: he’s early, to no one’s surprise… likely checking in with his friends even though he doesn’t have to. he really wants a window seat but honestly, if you ask nicely, he’ll gladly give it up for you! he’ll likely be listening to music on the ride over and daydreaming while looking out the window LMFAO but if you see him, please say hi!

10:00 am: meeting up with roommates yay!!! some familiar faces, some ones he hasn’t quite interacted with… more than anything else, he wants to get along with everyone, so he’ll end up trying to talk to everyone at least once + working out cooking/sleeping arrangements/etc. very responsible of him.

11:00 am – 1:00 pm: taking a look around the land! he packed bug spray, sunscreen, water etc etc you name it—he’s got it. he’s not the biggest fan of outdoor activity but he does like taking walks, likely carrying his camera around too. company is more than welcome!

9:00 pm: trivia night with the education majors! he may not be the most physically adept person but damnit if he doesn’t get those answers in fast… which may lead to him getting roped into that polaris vs lyra altercation, albeit as a reluctant mediator. stop fighting!!

saturday:

1:00 am: still frazzled from that fight at trivia night, he decided to go on a night walk by the lake and gets spooked by some wildlife (or maybe a person?)... if this is a prank, it’s not funny :( (plsplspls give me scaredy cat sungmin hours)

7:00 am: ended up crashing at one of the treehouses for the night after that because he couldn’t remember where his room was 💔 if someone manages to find him, congrats! he’ll probably be too shy to say why he’s still in his pajamas up here. don’t judge… maybe go to breakfast with him?

9:00 pm: went to the bonfire, played drunk truth or dare, and he got dared to bleach his hair… lmao… so now him and someone else are in one of the bathrooms with a couple boxes of dye (where did they get those?) and a dream. comes out pretty well considering they had a few drinks too many, but he’ll get it touched up after mt. welcome back blondemin

sunday:

awoken at 3:33 am from the knocking, complete with a headache and blonde hair that he only half remembers. tries to get back to sleep and fails, so he heads out around 5 to get some fresh air and see the sunrise. perhaps he runs into someone on the way?

8:10 am – 11:00 am: goes back to sleep for a while after breakfast, pls do not disturb

1:00 pm: feeling much better after eating and resting! needs a bus buddy on the way back. he'll be happy to share his photos from the trip and debrief, especially about the bonfire. his hair kinda sticks out like a sore thumb, huh?

general things

mornings: 

pretty early to breakfast in general (~7 am), not all that talkative in the morning. this really depends on if he woke up early or not…

morning yoga! he’s a bit clumsy but he's got the spirit. by the end of mt he finds out he quite liked it…

cleaning up his room because, of course, he doesn’t want to leave any mess whatsoever behind.

afternoons:

lunch ofc, he’ll probably take his food to go and sit out by the lake though. this is the most hiking he’ll ever willingly do

engaging in leisurely activities! outdoor painting, swimming, reading, napping… he really needs a nap 💔

photography club obligations? taking photos of the site, the students, and whatever else interests him!

evenings:

education majors never fear... sungmin is good at cooking! amateur, yes, but he’s got high regards! just ask agatha LOL he can definitely handle making the meals, so long as he has hands on deck who can help him (and not burn the kitchen down in the process) (please)

taking a walk and catching photos of sunset/nighttime, big fan of how many stars are visible in the sky!

he left his guitar back in his dorm, but he’ll likely be sitting in a treehouse singing softly to music. he misses his guitar though…

[goodbyejoon]

the thing is, this is where he should thrive; these parties, this world. he was built for it, and there are so many who only see him as a byproduct of it. manufactured, structured, tailored suits and unbowed posture and a certain untouchable coldness... he can't blame people for only seeing those things. in some ways, it's all he can see in himself as well.

but there's more to him, isn't there?

his grin blooms a bit as sungmin mentions his parents, yerim and him, joon's oh so foolish decision to approach his ex girlfriend in public. (she almost got the better of him that day, but the jury is yet out). "if you're looking to pawn off expectations, you'll also have to get creative. but i guess you've become the golden boy out of the two of us, hm?" he seems quite proud of it, really.

he always does as he's told these days, or at least, by appearances. in reality...

"of course they have nothing else to talk about. miserable bastards." his mannerly absence of curse words and harsh things falling aside for the moment.

something about being around sungmin brings out joon's mischievous side. perhaps it's because he can forget for just a bit that he's also a miserable bastard. he downs the last of his drink and deposites it carelessly on the nearest surface, peering at sungmin with a raise of his eyebrow. "oh?"

he inspects, looks for some sign. when they were kids that would mean things as trivial as joon spending a few minutes untuning a stage musicians instrument, to as dramatic as spiking the nonalcoholic juice. but it's been too long. when they did meet, most times he just complained, or spent time in quiet companionship.

the very idea draws a rather wolfish grin to him; this is the kind of expression one never sees on joon's face. most people would feel an ominous chill. "like what, friend?" he runs his tongue along his back molars and it brings an edge to him. (his eyes flicker to old men who watch with some interest and his pupils dilate in a way that has them looking away). "we can just... give them something to talk about, eh?" nonchalant, low words, quiet (and bright, a bit warm in a strange way).

sungmin's military training certainly wouldn't let him get decked, right? joon's brain helpfully supplies. "yerim did kiss me in front of the whole gala last week. i imagine they're ready for us to be at each other's throats. probably be the most exciting thing to happen at one of these things in ages, if we were to." and then his stance shifted a bit (not so rigid straight anymore, leaned in, arms raising up as he, in a flash, pushed sungmin just enough for inertia to do what it does best). and he grins wider. he should have asked, waited (but he's park minjoon and more importantly, he oddly trusts sungmin to understand him).

[dearparadigm]

“golden boy?” sungmin lets out a half-scoff, half-chuckle hybrid. “well, you aren't wrong.” not by choice, he wants to say, but being good is the only thing he’s got (in his eyes). he’s ridiculous, being scared of disrupting the status quo all by himself when it’s so easy in this stiff world, when it feels so good in those rare moments he diverts from expectation. it’s a lot more fun with an accomplice anyway.

and minjoon is just the man he’d want to do it with.

that wolfish grin on his face is nothing good to anyone around them, especially not yerim, wherever she is. but sungmin? there’s a small sparkle in his eye now. “you're about to ‘make conversation,’ aren't you?” his eyes betray nothing, but his mouth—still slightly obscured—curves into a sly crescent. “let’s do it.”

if there's one thing about minjoon, it’s that he works fast. he doesn’t hesitate or stop to think as often as sungmin does, which is a blessing and a curse at times. the shove comes quickly, and there are more whispers around the two—shifting gazes, subtle throat clearing, shoulders raised and tense. waiting for his response. waiting for him to defend his honor.

he doesn’t take offense to it, but he glares at minjoon as if it does. he stumbles slightly, champagne glass in hand, grip tightening on the fragile stem. and then? sungmin throws the remainder of the drink onto his friend's face, causing shocked gasps to ripple through the crowd. “see how yerim likes you like this,” he taunts, making sure to raise his voice enough.

“you think you can intimidate me, huh? push me around and take what you want?” it doesn’t feel great to use yerim as a plot device in their silly little fake fight, but god if it isn't fun to act. sungmin sets the glass aside, polite as ever despite the situation. “i won't let you take her from me.”

[choi-taeyang]

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[dearparadigm]

sungmin's receiptify — summer 2025

01: light - wave to earth (3:45)

his current favorite wave to earth song, constantly on repeat these days. the upbeat tone and dreamy lyrics put him in a summery mood each time he listens to it. wave to earth played this song at yeonchella, where he got their entire set on video. however, he didn’t post any clips of it because you can hear him singing along very loudly behind the camera, so it’ll remain locked away on his phone until the end of time. he’s so normal about this band.

02: insomnia - zerobaseone (2:43)

local hopeless romantic insomniac enjoying a song about yearning so hard you can't sleep? shocking. a refreshing track that, in his opinion, only brings good vibes, so he likes playing this every now and then as an afternoon coffee intermission track. he's not very in tune (pun intended) with the current idol music landscape, but from what he's heard from zb1 so far, he considers himself a fan of their sound.

03: ttyl - loossemble (3:03)

a reoccurring listener request during his radio shift that has found its way into his current rotation. it’s bright, catchy, and is totally worth all the craze. what listeners don't see is the way he does as much of the choreo as he remembers while sitting in his seat, which… isn't a lot, but he’s got the spirit. he was absolutely gutted when he found out loossemble had recently disbanded.

04: pink + white - frank ocean (3:04)

this song mostly appears when he's out driving around with the top down, and if you've been in his car lately, you've likely heard it when you were traveling with him. a quintessential summer jam, honestly. he likes humming along to the layered harmonies toward the end of the track, but he does it a bit quietly as to not draw too much attention to himself. it's kinda cute.

05: hachikō - fujii kaze (4:30)

as a guiding light of yeonhwa, finding this song in his recommended feed one day was like fujii kaze himself peeked into his soul and decided to write a song for him. the chill, dedicated sungmin everyone knows can be defined by this song alone. it also serves as a reminder for himself, to never lose his way in pursuit of caring for others. (as a bonus, he would like to take a picture by the hachikō statue if and when he gets to take a trip to japan.)

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