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Oh Sehun 23 Barista, University Senior 3.8/5 @s_hvn

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Send me a ‘★hc’ and I’ll tell you something about my character …10: Their singing voice.

     The best way to describe his singing voice would be the type that’s sweet, slightly soft and airy. It’s quite a joke really, because it’s the exact opposite of how his speaking voice sounds like.

     Sehun is aware that he isn’t the best when it comes to singing, but it doesn’t mean that he dislikes it. There are times that he finds himself jamming out to a song that’s playing over the speakers in the café he works at, as long as there are no customers or co-workers in sight. He’s not very confident with singing as well, because it makes his lisp more obvious now that he can’t solely focus on making sure his diction is perfect.

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Send me a ‘★d’ and I’ll write write a drabble about our characters …6: getting in an accident

     Maybe he’s taken a bigger bite than he can chew, Sehun thinks as his hands are quivering against the handles of his bicycle, causing the entire frame to shake in his nervousness.

     “You know, you don’t have to-”

      “I can do it,” Sehun interrupts, sounding almost childishly petulant as he steels his own nerves, pedaling down the street with Sana tucked away on the seat behind him, arms circled around his waist. It’s not that he didn’t know how to ride a bike, and hopefully that’s not what her impression of him was. It was the delicate arms around him that’s causing the nervousness.

     They’ve been working on his paranoia; the way he was no longer able to withstand the touch of another without wincing slightly or worse, completely pulling away. Sehun is mentally afraid of what each touch may bring, and the consequences that he may not be able to bear. The fact that Sana is a pretty well-known idol adding onto the burden on his shoulders.

     But diamonds are forged under pressure (that’s also what he tells himself when he starts a research paper the night before the deadline) and Sehun believes that this additional pressure will allow him to have a new break through in the progress of his self-induced rehabilitation to the human touch.

     They had been at this for a little less than an hour, and he thinks he’s getting the hang of it, and now that his hands are no longer gripping tensely to the handles, Sehun can feel the slight burn from the forming blisters. What he had not counted on however, was the moment his attention was shifted, he lost complete control of the bike when he had rode over a decent sized rock, causing the two to fall off into a tangle of limbs and a heap of metal above them.

     “Shit- Sana??” He shoved the bike off them, his heart racing at miles an hour as he quickly checked on his companion, eyes urgently scanning the other’s ivory skin for any scrapes or bruises. “I’m sorry- damn it, I should have- I wasn’t-” Words fell from his lips in an incoherent stutter, and Sehun soon found himself with his own hand fisting at his hair, tugging it in a way that would hurt.

     “Fuck,” Sehun laughed bitterly. “I just can’t do anything right, can I?”

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All Because of A Cup of Coffee || csc & osh

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Seungcheol was in his regular spot at the coffeehouse; a small booth enclosed on three sides by warm-toned wooden walls and a wraparound couch that was fraying at the edges. On the round table he had set up his recording gear; a HoloCam that hovered about capturing his best angle and his tablet to read the comments that will soon come in from his viewers.

It wasn’t exactly the best set-up – his HoloCam was old and would take random dives in the air before righting itself again, and no one even used tablets anymore – but it was enough for an amateur vlogger like Seungcheol. Although he had only started doing such live broadcasts a few weeks ago, Seungcheol was already gaining a decent following seeing as how he was somewhat popular on SeeMe and people at school always liked to know what he was up to.

Today Seungcheol had asked his viewers to send in truth or dare questions for him to do.

The messages started flooding the chat the moment Seungcheol went online. He laughed at a particularly funny question, reading it out loud: “Truth or dare? Truth; are you currently see someone? Dare; I dare you to tell us who you’ve been seeing.”

“That dare isn’t a dare by the way,” Seungcheol added good-naturedly. “But the truth is I’m single? I might like someone but I don’t know whether they like me back? It’s complicated.” The comment box filled up with multiple inquiries – “Is it someone we know?”, “They’re probably very high rated, right?”, “Who!! Spill!!” – but they go unanswered as Seungcheol chooses to ignore them.

Instead he read out more truth or dare questions, sometimes picking truths and sometimes dares as he saw fit to keep the broadcast interesting.

“Truth or dare? Truth: What’s your sexual orientation? Dare: Drag a stranger on screen and compliment them for one minute.”

Seungcheol paused at that particular question. He pursed his lips, looking at the Truth asked. Everyone already knew what his sexual orientation was. It was one of the first few things he had revealed about himself when he started these vlogs. It was no secret and Seungcheol had a feeling that whoever asked probably already knew the answer anyway. Which meant that what they really wanted him to do was the dare…

It wasn’t really a hard dare. The complimenting part would definitely be easy – Seungcheol was proud to say he was someone who could see the good in everyone and never hesitated to them about it.

It was the ‘stranger’ part that had him thinking twice. Seungcheol might be a loud and outgoing guy but he has not – and may never – reach the level of shamelessness required to randomly go up to people and ask them to be part of his vlogs.

Seungcheol was about to skip the question entirely but then hesitated. It was a cool dare… and it was better to try it now in a familiar environment than to have it crop up again when he was actually in public.

In a split second Seungcheol was announcing a quick “Be right back” and bounding up to a barista he had seen numerous times and was sure recognized him on at least some superficial level.

“Sehun?” Seungcheol asked, glancing at the guy’s nametag. “Could you help me with something?”

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In the past years that Sehun has been working at the cafe, he’s met his fair share of personalities and characters. The persona of a professional (he thinks!) barista in place, the undergraduate faces his customers with a neutral smile and calculated gestures that come off polite enough, yet never crossing any lines to even be suggestive. 

Sehun remembers his regulars too, both good and bad. Like the gentleman that always comes in fifteen minutes after his shift starts for a warm cup of cappuccino, or that high school girl that comes in after her cram school lets out for a mocha frappuccino on odd days of the week. He definitely remembers Seungcheol ever since the first time the other had announced his name as part of the order protocol. 

Normally, their exchanges consisted only of the standard greeting, an short verbal exchange for the other to place his order, and Sehun calling out his name when the drink was ready. Hearing his own name slip from Seungcheol’s lips, however, was a brand new experience that caught the young barista off-guard. 

“...How can I help you, sir?” Sehun asked politely, masking away his slight surprise. He inwardly prayed that it wasn’t a spilled drink or a broken cup- was he so out of it that he didn’t even hear the sound of ceramic hitting the floor? 

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(( ooc; ahjkfdgf I’m so sorry for being inactive for the past weeks. I’ve been traveling abroad in China and apparently tumblr’s been blocked off there too (including Facebook, twitter, instagram...basically most of the SNS platforms) so I apologize if I haven’t been responding and stuff- I wasn’t trying to ignore anyone or forgot! 

But anyway, I’m sorry (again) for not welcoming the new people and being late with responses and is gonna get to them some time tonight u v u. If you’d like to plot or anything, feel free to like this post and hmu or something! I’ll be sliding into your dms soon;;; 

Also just in case I don’t reply here, feel free to dm me on twt (@jtaeime)! 

Much loves, Yu

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Send me a ‘★hc’ and I’ll tell you something about my character …8: what they wanted to be when they grew up

    Pre-20 year old Sehun would tell you he had no aims for the future. He’d be whatever his parents wanted him to be- the heir of their family business, a doctor, a politician whatsoever. He had never really thought about it himself, because his parents did not encourage independent thinking, afraid that it might spark rebellion and it would affect their ratings in general.

    After getting into college and dipping a finger into as many pies as he could, Sehun has finally come to a conclusion of what one would write for ‘my future ambition’ at the age of 21 - he wants to be a technology developer and his long term dream is to work in the development sector in Eastend Co.

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Bridges. | osh&lh

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Right now he is waiting in Grass for the next train to Field. He refuses to go on an airplane, and the train is fine because it meant he sleeps a few minutes more. He stands in line, blasting music on his headphones while he scrolls around his cellphone like the rest of everybody and is fiddling with his sunglasses.

Some days, when Sehun closes his eyes and imagines, he thinks his imagination is vivid enough to transport him back to a place where he was familiar even with how the breeze would caress his face. He knows he’s nowhere near, but it’s on days like this that he feels his heart clench with the dull ache of emptiness. From abandonment. 

He misses home, he misses the people he calls his parents despite them dropping him as quickly as his ratings did. Sehun resents, but one can not resent without having loved first. A pensive expression etched on his features, he bode his co-workers and employer at the cafe farewell before heading to the train station. The stroll from the cafe to the station was one of Sehun’s favorite moments of the day. With his earpieces plugged in and the radio station playing the latest hits, Sehun walks to the beat down the familiar path he’s taken the past few years. The repetitive riffs and lyrical vocals drowns out the surrounding noise and those in his own head, and in that state, Sehun finds himself joining the line that would take him to the train station nearest to his new home. 

Lifting his gaze, Sehun observes the line next to his- the line of people heading to Grass. He remembers the days where he was taught to look down on those people, but now Sehun can’t help but feel some sort of kindred sense. He was about to return to reading the e-version of his textbook when a certain individual caught his attention, causing him to stare for a few longer moments. 

“Lu....Han....?” He murmured to himself, staring hard at the individual ahead in the line as he waited for the other to sense his gaze. Was that really the idol? And even if so, what was he doing here- what was he doing, going to Grass?

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     10 years ago, if one were to ask what Sehun imagined himself to be, the teen would answer 'whatever my parents want me to be.' Whatever that was, Sehun definitely did not envision himself wiping down counters and brewing coffee a decade later. His milky white skin that was once smooth and flawless were now slightly calloused from the exposure to various cleaning chemicals and minor burns.

      Yet he has made his bed and now has to lie in it; he has to admit though, if he looked (read: squinted really hard) on the bright side, the freedom was like a breath of fresh air that he never thought he'd enjoy. Right now, all he wants is to achieve the goals he has decided for his life, and at the top of the bucket list was to land himself an internship at Eastend Co.. Not that making coffee will get him anywhere near there.

     Serving his nth cup of coffee with a quiet please enjoy, Sehun was about to return to his post when his eyes caught sight of sheets that was peeking out of a folder. Sheets that contained familiar script that Sehun had agonised over for days and nights.

     "Excuse me..." Wetting his lips slightly, Sehun willed his voice not to waver as hope bubbled in his chest. "Do you happen to work at Eastend?"

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{ Hello! I’m Yu, the writer of Sehun c:. I’m really excited to be here and look forward to rping/getting to know all of you! I’m always up for plotting or even just chatting (I’m rly chill I promise;;). I’m available through twitter (@jtaeime) and have a discord, kkt, skype or even tumblr message works fine! Feel free to hit like if you’d be interested to plot something with Hun and I’ll get to you asap u v u. 

Things about Hun under the cut:

- He majors in Engineering Innovation and Development in University. Is a Senior. Hopes to land an internship and a job in Eastend Co. because he thinks it’ll help boost his ratings. Has always been interested in development of technology; it’s basically what he lives for now. 

- Works in a cafe as a part-time Barista. If he’s not at school, he’s working. Hopefully, if he makes good enough coffee, his reputation may become better. I mean, who doesn’t like a good looking Barista who makes good coffee? (it’s good for the business ok--). 

- He came from a family of Ferns, but an incident during his freshman year of college caused his ratings to drop really badly, causing his family to kick him out and his friends turned into strangers overnight. Ever since then, Sehun developed an aversion to cameras and Ferns in general. 

- Summary of his personality: Mostly doesn’t talk much around people he’s not familiar with. Not easily trusting, especially to Ferns. Loyal and hardworking. Really just a boop that wants to earn higher ratings, although he doesn’t expect it to be as high as it was before. 

- He actually really misses his family that’s in Fern, but he knows he’s disgraced his parents and they probably hate him. The only reason why he wants his ratings to go up is so that he’ll be able to go home, even just to visit. 

I’ll probs try to get a plot page up as soon as I stop being lazy can for easier plotting o v o but until then, let’s do it through the good ol’ way of tumblr messages ahaha;;

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