Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β welcomeΒ toΒ dusk terrace,Β aΒ currently single ( it can be confusing ) muse blog specifically for anomalyhqs Β ;Β penned byΒ ghost.Β thisΒ blogΒ currently featuresΒ seo jinsol,Β aΒ third year junior-undergrad in SUA balancing a bachelor's degree in astronomy,Β a position as house samjoko's captain and an ability that some people could only dream of.
" the strangest one i've had was . . . i guess around seven ? watched an american cartoon called courage the cowardly dog for the first time with my dad and it spurred a series of these weird reoccurring lucid dreams. one of them was where this monster chases me around my primary school screaming 'return the slab' at me. chased me up and down the halls, in and out classrooms, the works. the . . .what . . . third time i had this dream ? i hid in the bathroom stall but when i thought the coast was clear and came out, i'm suddenly falling from the sky in the middle of this tornado and the monster is trying to reach out to me but i didn't grab his hand at first because i was scared. he takes off what was apparently a monster mask and it's scar from lion king and for some reason that got me to trust him more ? the dream cuts out when i grab his paw but when it continues, we're eating school lunch together and we somehow became best friends after that. "
π₯ if you weren't part of samjoko, which other house would you have signed up for?
"hm ? ahh- you mean which house i'd donate some skill to, to prevent them from getting demolished ? thats a tough one . . . mm but . . . maybe pulgasari ? "
delivered / 03:25 am β
βΊ wierd questin
delivered / 03:26 am β
βΊΒ you porbably get this often
βΊΒ or maybe you don?
βΊΒ whyt does it feel like being scratched behindthe ear?s
βΊΒ do yu only transfom when angry or can i pay for emotional supprt fox hours and not be mawled?
a study of the ' i like who i am with you ' to ' i wish i never knew you ' pipeline.
a small playlist to depict the emotions felt ( partially ) during and after the few months sumi & jinsol 'hung out'. all from the moment jinsol felt something to the moment they wished they didn't. click the title for the link !
SNEAK PEEK (O5/17) !
OO1. would've been you by sombr.
OO2. strange by celeste.
OO3. strangers by kenya grance.
OO4. haunt me by rini.
OO5. half of my heart by josh makazo.
the shifterβs body seized up, completely sure they went through 9 of the 5 stages of grief, and experienced fight or flight in just 2 seconds flat. both at the same time. that had to be some kind of world record. she was going to be the death of them, they were sure of it.
jinsolβs gaze flickers between the figure and the door in utter disbelief, the adrenaline draining from their body as they come to the realization that it was just noa. βyou almost gave me a heart attack- make a sound next time, jesus christββ the words hastily dribbled from their lips in a near incoherent ramble, a lithe hand clasped over their chest, as if checking to see if their heart was still in it.Β it wasnβt her first time doing this, and yet they could never see her coming. the question of how she even got in was still up in the air.
β as much as i enjoy getting the absolute shit scared out of me every time you come overββ no, really my future mortician thanks youβ¦but christ,β a wry half-scoff, half-laugh escapes them before theyβre even able to chastise her in full, a hand coming up to cover their mouth for a moment to fight off a genuine fit of laughter. it's always been hard to be upset with noa, ever since they met, everything she didβeven at the cost of their sanityβhad an odd habit of making them laugh. the relief that washes over them when they realize itβs just her, remedies the fear she induces.
in truth, noaβs unannounced visits was one of very few highlights in jinsolβs week, not that theyβd ever admit that to her face. after all, the girl dropping by normally meant one of two things : they were going out for an adventure ( dubbed βan outingβ ), or βand this has never been confirmedβ she missed them. either options, admittedly, didn't sound too bad. though the method of how she chose to drop by still left a lot to be desired, hence their pitiful attempt at dissuading her.
one they knew wouldnβt work. a part of them didnβt even want it to.
βannounce yourself, knock, i don't knowβ¦ β jinsol trailed off, vaguely gesturing around the room before pulling a seemingly oversized sweatshirt on, freeing any strands of hair that may have been caught underneath afterwards. β grow a vine or something in the middle of the room? like- jack and the beanstalk style." the shifter continued, their small frame gently rippling, like a calm body of water disturbed by a single water droplet, until the back length locks receded, and the once baggy jacket that weighed down on their figure was now almost completely filled out. βbut yβknow, only so your absolute favorite person in blue hall is aware they arenβt about to be gruesomely attacked in their own dorm?β they offered her a warm smile, grabbing the camera bag they had set on the couch and approaching her to drape the camera bag's strap around her neck. "i'll take you being here early as you being pretty excited to see the house though..and i can't even blame you, you have to see it. it looked massive in the pictures."
read / 21:25 pm ββ
βΊ new open house dropped. built in the richest neighborhood in gangnam. open in 30 minutes
βΊΒ for the record thats like
βΊΒ β¦ idk a three story house being built in tokyo
delivered / 21:36 pm β
βΊ [speech to text] alright eyebrows, I'm leaving in 10 soβ¦ message me back if you plan to join becau- DUCK. what the hell are you doing outside my door you gave me a ducking heart attackβΒ make a sound next time jesus shit
Iβll be honest ( since I don't have any other choice ). I missed you. I missed your warmth. Your laugh. The way youβd squeeze whenever we hugged. The way my name dripped from your supple lips. I missed the late night texts. I missed sneaking around. I missed..those impromptu outings that strictly werenβt dates. And the way weβd sneak into empty classrooms together. Losing you has probably been one of the most confusing losses Iβve had to come to terms with to date. It was so abrupt, what we had, that I found myself grieving something that couldβve been instead of what once was.Β
Β Itβs weird because I didnβt have feelings for you but I feel like I couldβve. I feel like just a month or two longer and I wouldβve slipped and fucked up the agreement. And honestly, a part of me is glad you ghosted when you did. I can't help but imagine how much of a wreck I would have been if we went any further. How broken your absence wouldβve left me.
Itβs been months but I continue to grieve the loss of a person who I still see everyday and that in itself is surreal. Because you arenβt gone. Youβre within an arm's reach in the hallways, or a phone call away butβ¦ I can't bear to be the one to reach out. I can't bear to look that desperate. My pride could never allow it.
But I want to mention, at least once thatβ¦ just because I lost you as a trusted confidant, doesnβt mean you gained me as an enemy and I hope you know this. Iβm still in your corner, sooms. Despite it all? I hope you still eat regularly, even if itβs not at my table. I hope you find happiness and success, just not at the expense of my own. I hope you get the closure you need. More closure than youβve given me. Whichβ¦ isnβt much. Or anything at all.Β I hope for all the good things in life to happen to you. I do. I, uhβ¦ donβt blame you either. Not like Iβm told I should. I think thatβs because Iβm incapable of seeing you as a person who used me. I can only see you as the girl with unexpected insecurities. The girl who wanted to turn the lights off every time. The girl who secretly enjoyed a passionate kiss or two after. The girl who pretended she hated the corny jokes. ActuallyβΒ I think it's because I still blame myself for you leaving. I keep telling myself that I mustβve done something wrong. I mustβve said something to you when we last met that didnβt sit well with you. That it was my fault for not noticing. That I shouldβve checked on you after the last break ended. Iβm sorry I didnβt by the way. I hope thereβs no hard feelings.
You are no longer in my life, and I no longer have the urge to reach out like I did a month ago. But the universe makes sure Iβm aware that I canβt just cut you out of my life as easily as you did me. Things still remind me of you, honestly. I always search the area around me when I smell your perfume in public. I think about you on your birthday. When Iβm shopping, I still reach out for small items you mentioned liking. Itβs so easy for you to cross my mind, even after all this time. But for my sake, I hope you stop soon.
Please.
Hesitate to reach out,
Jinsol.
P.S β I saw you at the gala with some guy. I can't tell if you guys are together or not, or if heβs the reason my days are so much colder, but I hope heβs good to you. You seem so happy.
π : LAST TEXT
( βοΈ ) Β SMSΒ Β β Β SOOMS
readΒ / 08:23 am ββ
βΊ woah?
βΊ I get that we agreed on no strings attached and secrecy but ouch sooms, what was that just now?
βΊ yβknow you couldβve waved back at least,Β i doubt people would look into it that much.
read / 17:10 pm ββ
βΊ cool, so youβre just gonna ignore me? no reply or anything?
βΊ are you mad?
βΊ wait, did I forget something again? ααα
read / 21:47 am ββ
βΊ wow, left on read again.
βΊ noted but could you at least tell me what I did? please?
delivered / 23:55 am β
βΊ cool, fuck it ig. whatever.
π₯ : 3AM DRUNK TEXT
( βοΈ ) Β SMSΒ Β β Β SUMI
delivered / 03:25 am β
βΊ tis made me think ofv you ( insert tiktok link )
[ message unsent / 03:54 am]
delivered / 03:25 am β
βΊ yβknow yu couldv just said you were strickly strait frm the start ??
βΊ i naver told you i was a man?Β βΊ you saidd you were a fan soo you obviously wouldβve k nown if that was the case
βΊ but i gu ess since you were a fan you were only after one thing after all right?
βΊ thats fair.Β we promised to screw & scram, yu were just holding upp your side of the promise.
βΊ β¦ srry for missing the memo.
βΊ if i did something too upset you during that timeβ¦iβm sorre.
[ messages (7) unsent / 03:54 am]
delivered / 03:27 am β
βΊ just talk to me one mor tiem
βΊ pls?
[ messages (2) unsent / 03:55 am]
delivered / 09:12 am β
βΊ sorry, hyeseong hacked my phone as some sick joke. forgot I still had your number γ γ
Heads up this is kinda lame, but I was told to be honest so this is me, being honest for once.I donβt really know how to start or end these, so I guess I'll start with a quote that I read lately that reminded me of you.
βmeeting you was like listening to a song for the first time knowing it would be my favorite.β
This one stood out to me for a while, and I couldn't quite figure out why. Maybe I wasn't exactly sure how to do that. Because it would mean that I would have to be honest with myself about how I felt about you. Because it would mean that the second I am honest, I'll have to let those harbored feelings go. And I can admitβ¦I didn't want to let them go. No one really wants to give up on a crush theyβre harboring deep within themselves. Sometimes because theyβre afraid a small piece of them will break off along with the person sized chunk they tore out of their chest. Other times because there's always that residual feeling of hope that one day, just maybe, if you try hard enough, that person will find space in their heart for you too. But that's not the case for us. For me, I mean.
To give some back story ( excuse any typos because my hands are starting to get shaky hah ), I met you through Noa and Jaehyun so many times and thought you were justβ¦ so, so cool. At first it was awe, like when you finally find someone you can look up to. Someone to aspire to be like. It wasnβt love at first sight, in fact I didn't feel anything past platonic feelings. But then, that oneβ¦weird night when I was at my lowest ( mentally ), you came to the rooftop while I was up there doing my βpretty dorkyβ studies on planets. We both knew you were searching for Noa and happened to stumble on me but, you being the nice person you were, noticed i wasn't in the best mood and you stuck around. I donβt know what that night did to me, but despite it being below 60 degreesβ¦ I was oddly warm talking to you that night. I, a person soβ¦.detrimentally afraid of fallingβ¦fell so hard in less than 3 hours and it shook me to my core. Achilles and the words he said to Patroclus had nothing on the things I wanted to say to you. And whatβ¦made me fall so hard, you might ask? You made a dumb fucking joke about the stars, and your smile justβ¦.messed me up from then on. The stars themselves couldnβt compare to it. And the rasp within your deep laugh was like the knife i twisted within myself, because i knew i was genuinelyβ¦fucked. I started looking forward to seeing you around. I started, despite knowing that this βthat feelingsβ never usually end well for me, started looking forward to simple interactions between us after that. At first just noticing that weird flutter in the pit of my stomach when youβd pop up, to full blown waiting for my next fix of you as if I was addicted to the butterflies you gave me. Iβd cherish those fleeting occasional texts, the β heyβs β or nods in the hallway and the random tiktokβs you sent aboutβ¦fuck knows, but they made me laugh. Iβ¦fuck, this is beyond embarrasing. Why did it have to be you? I donβt know why my heart skipped a beat when it came to you, and i canβt lie, i tried to will and pray the feeling away. But, you were like that karma I wasn't ready for. Your name furiously etched itself into my heart in a way that no one elseβs ever had and before I realized it, before I could erase it to save myself from the doom that was welcoming me, it was practically tattooed there.
Don't get me wrong β¦ Iβve had my rib cage broken into and left empty countless times. So I know the routine by now. Itβs very fond of me, so I almost welcome it. Fall, break my own heart before anyone else can, tell myself it is what it is, give up on feelings for a bit, hyper-focus on my studies, meet someone again, rinse and repeat. Over and over.
And I did that with you. Twice. Broke my own heart to give it some relief from being painfully aware you wouldn't see you the same way I saw you. But youβd come back with that dumb smile again and β oh how fast iβd realize i was putty in your hands.
At some point, i was almost 100% sure I was just infatuated. And I probably was. I hopefully was just simply pining for you for superficial reasons butβ¦ whenever I sat down to sketch to just clear my mind, the only face that came to mind was yours. The way the sun catches the slope of your cheek, the deep grooves of your jaw, the crook in your smile, the warm undertone in your skin, and the shapes your mouth makes when you're yelling to a friend from across the common room. On countless occasions, I closed my eyes to imagine the personification of beauty itself, expecting to see Aphrodite and the only image behind those veils of black that I createdββ the only thing that ever comes upββ is you. You and the way your lips round out to pronounce my name, the rich color of your eyes when light is reflecting in them, and how shadows will literally bend to your frame like my will bends to accommodate yours.
I know it probably sounds weird to hear βone of your boysβ tell you this ... so I feel like I have to mention that it's been months since that day and I do everything in my power to distance us so that these feelings fade on their own. But there are those days where everyones hanging out and I can't just avoid you, and there it is again, the idea that maybe one day. We could be something. Simply because you sat next to me. Simply because you asked about the stars again. When I'm with youβ¦it's so fucking weird. I get homesick for arms that have never held me. Arms that honestly, probably definitely never wanted to.
Sometimes i feel like this is the curse that comes with my power. Not feeling like I'm enough in either gender. Not being able to be permanently female when I need to be, nor permanently male when it's asked of me. Butβ¦ I think what I hate most about itββ or really, what I hate about myselfββ is that if I could choose who I was and I had a shot with you? I know Iβd do it 10 times over for a single chance to have you look at me the way you do her. And thatβs not healthy. My powers always manifest as however i feel and lately when i'm with you, by default, iβm alwaysβ¦.female. Almost as if I'm teetering between wanting to be what you like and being heartbroken knowing these actions to make you want me won't be permanent. I know it won't happen, but I can't help butβ¦hold out hope.
Anyway iβm just fucking around and wasting your time huh? Iβve bottled these feelings long enough to know that wishing for you would only make one of us happy, so the one thing I really want for Christmas is to see your smile for as long as I can. That and to q u i c k l y get over you because jesus fuck, man, this pining thing isn't a good look. Iβd like at least a pinch of dignity in 2024.
Umβ¦so yeah. I think the hardest thing I'll ever do is walk away despite still being head over heels for you. So, despite the fallen tears slipping down the back of my hands as I write this. Despite every bit of my soul wishing to hold onto you for just a moment longerβ for just a single milli-second longer. I think this letter is me giving you up, officially. Maybeβ¦ in another universe, or in another lifetime, there's space for you and me, but itβs not this one.
You arenβt mine.
And I have to make peace with that.
Alsoβ Feliz Navidad, btw. Heh, Duolingo coming in clutch, once again huh?
Sincerely,
Nasa Nerd.
[ this letter was left in drafts. ]
π₯ : 3AM DRUNK TEXT
( βοΈ ) SMS β PA RAFFA THE RAPPA
delivered / 03:25 am β
βΊ you caillou built assh bitch where tf is my phone i saw yu take it???
delivered / 03:30 am β
βΊ i hope a roach crawls across yur forehead tonitghte π
delivered / 03:40 am β
βΊ nvm i founfded it. my bad.
βοΈ : LETTER TO SANTA
( decided to do them tgt )
Buzz,
This one might be a bit difficult. I feel like we talk about almost everything, so searching deep down to find something I havenβt yet vocalized is kinda hard.Β Iβll give it my best shot, but β¦ sorry if it gets a little rambly at some point.
You're a breath of fresh air. Youβre a blessing I never knew I was searching for. You've helped me through countless issuesβ though, letβs be real, youβve also been the cause of most of those issues. But without that added dose of chaos in my life, I'm not sure I would've made it as far as I have. I wonβt go and be dramatic or anything but, the day you were assigned as my roommate is one I look back on fondly, because it's the day that I met thatβ¦ one really awkward guy who swore my computer was talking to him ( aka you, if you didnβt get it ) .
I think for one, I've never gotten a chance to say this to you face to face but β¦thank you. Genuinely. For consoling me at night when you notice I'm stressed or on rare occasions, if I'm imbalanced and am probably scaring you while switching back and forth because of a sudden panic attack. Thank you for also making me laugh. Albeit, most of that laughter comes at your expense because you're so bad at skateboarding and always choose to do it inside the dorm room, but it really helps me destress most days. I normally keep away from people because I never know who i can befriend since a few people in the past have had nefarious intentions after figuring out what my power entails but youβve always been overly respectful of boundaries, even of ones I wasn't aware I had. And that makes you so special. Youβve earned my trust and let me tell youβ¦that'sβ¦pretty rare.
To sum it upβ¦I hate to admit it butΒ those nights where youβre overwhelmed by technology are quickly becoming my favorite over the past few months. Because, frankly, I enjoy the idea of turning off all of our technology for one night and just doing whatever chaotic list of shenanigans comes to our minds, just because we can. Itβs the one day in a week where i can let loose and not feel like i'll be judged switching 10-20 times during out conversations based off of emotions orβ¦thoughts. Alsoβ¦?Β Racing up to the roof to just sit in a childish blanket fort and stare at stars that would otherwise elude us, is a plus.
I never knew I was lonely in that dorm room, until you moved in. Now I find myself waiting for you to come back from classes just to have someone to ignore me for the better part of the day. Not sure why⦠but silence is so much better when you have someone to be silent with.
Okay sappy shit aside. You're pretty cool. Thanks for being my roommate, blah blah. Iβm writing this letter by hand to give your brain a bit of a tech break, so you're welcome. Read it too much or get too happy about it and i'm burning it.
Ps. thanks for trying to figure out how to charge my phone, i hope you figure it out soon bc i broke my charger...again.
delivered / 03:10 am β
βΊ i mayu or may not be be drunk but..serious quest chin (?)
delivered / 03:19 am β
βΊ queschion
βΊ queschien
βΊ [voice note] hey siri spell question oh thats not-
βΊ [speech to text] hey siri spell question
βΊ [speech to text] spell question
βΊ [speech to text] quest in
βΊ [speech to text] no spell question
βΊ ayeeee it didit
βΊ wait fcuk wat was my questchin againn?
tldr; your local spectre, yappinβ abt the meme thing.
Just a small heads up β thank you to everyone who sent a meme/ask thing in (Iβll get back to them all tomorrow). just popping in to say that Iβll be heavily BSing when writing these memes bc I havenβt interacted with anyone yet lmfao so please excuse if thereβs falsified / barely any sustenance in these memes, Iβm going based off of vibes and fumes atm. (basically if jinsol says something along the lines of happy 3 year anniversary bby ily donβt take it seriously) If anyone wants a redo for the meme sent bc something seems off lmk and Iβll happily redo βem .π«‘
βtis the season indeed, because on top of the usual holiday cheer, today marks exactly one month of anomalyhqs! woohoo! to celebrate, the admin team is releasing a christmas themed ask meme! please REBLOG THIS POST if youβd like to participate, and remember to send a prompt to everyone whoβs reblogged this too! as per our rules, ask memes also count towards activity, so we hope this lessens the burden for those of you who are busy celebrating!
the admin team would also like to take this time to thank every single one of you for your continued β and may we say, growing! β interest in anomalyhqs, and for making all of this possible! as we have said previously, you are truly the framework of this roleplay, and we couldnβt have done any of this without all of you! thank you for sharing your lovely muses with us, and we hope to see more of it for months and more months to come! but enough yapping β onto the good fun! merry christmas and happy hanukkah to all who celebrate, and as always, stay super! β‘
* πΒ Β βΒ Β CHRISTMAS GIFTS !
aw shucks, you didnβt have to !Β Β itβs a gift to give, and boy does the sender have a present for you! write a short drabble about the gift youβve gotten the sender ( either the receiver making / shopping for it, thinking of what to get them, or handing it to them! ), or come up with a small playlist or moodboard that best describes the receiverβs relationship with the sender! and before you ask: yes, you can give coal if you really want to!
* πΏΒ Β βΒ Β UNDER THE MISTLETOE !
ugh, that darn weed !Β Β youβre caught shoulder to shoulder in the doorway with the sender, and the only way to avoid the bad luck is to share your super secret text messages! along with the mistletoe emoji, send π for the last text the receiver sent to the sender, π₯ for a 3am drunk text the receiver sent to the sender, and π for a gossip, true or false, that the receiver almost let slip to a curious current member about the sender!
* βοΈΒ Β βΒ Β LETTERS TO SANTA !
hey santa, what about a gazillion dollars ?Β Β sure thing, kid! weβll hand it to you only if you draft up a totally honest, no nonsense letter to the sender about the receiverβs truest, deepest feelings about them β yβknow, the things theyβd never be caught dead saying! ever held your tongue? nowβs the time to let it loose!
* π₯Β Β βΒ Β SPIKED EGGNOG !
oh wow, thatβs strong !Β Β the eggnogβs been spiked, but youβve taken too big a gulp to back out now! senders, along with the egg emoji, send the receiver any question youβre dying to know β we all know that alcohol is the greatest truth serum, and the receiverβs drank too much of it to lie!
* βοΈΒ Β βΒ Β SNOWBALL FIGHT !
hey, who threw that ?!Β Β the new seasonβs coming up, so you know what that means β the new rallyβs soon! senders, send in your house loyalty along with the snowman emoji! receivers, if yours is the same, it means the senderβs tagged you into their fight with a bunch of heckling fans from opposing teams! if yours is different β hell, maybe the senderβs the heckling fan after all! write a drabble or highlight reel of how you think the fight will go! sic βem!
ββ BIRTHDAY (SOLO)
backdated : december 13, 2023.
wc: 832.
Jinsol wasnβt exactly sure when, but at some point they grew to have a deep appreciation for the near muted mesh of music that played just beneath their floorboards from other Blue hall residents. It wasnβt often that they found themself sitting quietly in their dorm, with nothing but a sketchbook and some coffee, but something about today begged for a change in their normal βday offβ routine. Perhaps it was because it was the first sunny day of the week, or maybe it was the fact that it was coincidentally also their birthday but they werenβt exactly up for doing their regular workout and cram routine.Β
But for the first time in ages, Jinsolβs dorm managed to be vacated before 2 pm.Β A world record for weekends, really. Their room-mate wouldβve probably been so proud ( if only they had a roommate to begin with ). Jinsol took a sip of their drink and hummed in approval as they set it back down onto the table, mentally noting that βiced hazelnut americanosΒ a bagβ definitely werenβt as bad as they originally sounded. Beads of condensation raced down the side of the clear plastic cup as the ice settled within it,Β a content grin gracing their features for a few fleeting moments as they peered out of their window in search of their next muse.Β A vein webbed hand reached for the pen soon after. With no plans for their birthday in sight, the shapeshifter settled on the idea of completing some homework theyβd been procrastinating on for some time. Today's homework was for Art 1101. They needed to capture the beauty in life, and as a result they'd been people watching, hoping to accomplish the seemingly simple task. The sunlit sketchbook beneath their arm was filled from corner to corner with various detailed sketches; most of them portraits of students that came and went within the first 2 hours that they'd been sitting there. Not just students either, but cats that strolled along the sidewalk, their own reflection in the glass, the coffee they'd been drinking, the cafeβs sign, the dorm building next door, leaves from the tree that brushed against the clear pane of glass before themβ¦anything and everything they laid their eyes on; all crammed together on the only two visible pages of their sketchbook. There was no telling how many others had been filled this exact way. The sharp, metal nib of the fountain pen scratched against the papers textured surface with every quick movement of their wrist as the distant music allowed them to hear every stroke with near perfect clarity. Something, they had to admit, they weren't actually used to anymore. Jinsol watched the newest subject closely, gaze fixating on every minor detail like their posture, their mannerisms, and their overall vibe ββ trying to encapsulate everything they saw in a still picture. they could draw like this for hours. They'd often hyper-fixate, and could fill countless pages with sketches, upon sketches and never grow tired of it. Jinsol could never pinpoint when the fascination with drawing started , nor why they get so engrossed in it. But to this day hearing the light scritching of their chosen medium as it saturates the fibers of paper beneath it, and watching it become a display of the inner workings of their mind and the world around them makes them feel soβ¦.at ease. So at home. Whatever that meant. Though, as much as they loved artβ¦. it could never hold a candle to Astronomy. There was no easy explanation for how at home the stars made him feel.
They raked their fringe back, ridding their view of the few strands that plagued it and propped their chin up onto their fist not long after, lazily staring ahead at their muse. Dextrous hands idly continued to sketch the person a few more times, finding enjoyment in how easy their features became to draw. Before they even realized it and for a moment longer than they'd like to admit, they subconsciously spaced out. Thinking about what this person did, what tier power was, what their interests were, and if they'd met them before ( and now that they thought of it they did look kind of familiar ). They were stunning. Itβd been a while since theyβve been this transfixed by someoneβs beauty and for a moment there, they almost welcomed it. Fuck. After what felt like a few minutes, Jinsol blinked and came to, only to realize whateverβor rather whoeverβwas in their direct line of sight, had stopped everything they were doing and had been staring directly back up at them. From the first floor.
Oh shitβ How long was I staring?
From three floors down and with the sun shining this brightly, could the person really see them or were they imagining things?
They hesitated for a moment, carefully pushing themselves up to a stand not long after to pulling their curtain closed.
Cool. had a staring contest with a complete stranger, and did some homework. I think thatβs enough social interaction and productiveness for one day.