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send ๐ for my museโs favorite kind of weather
as it was, hajoon never really paid much attention to the weather growing up. of course, heโs much more conscientious about it now (dressing appropriately was crucial in a country that actually had all four seasons throughout the year; making sure he had an umbrella when it rained and a padded coat when it snowed, an electric hand fan during the summer season and a box of reusable hand warmers for when the temperature dropped) but he was a child of reckless abandon during his younger years.thereโs a strong belief amongst some that the weather can change and affect someoneโs mood. when the clouds line the sky and turn it into an almost seemingly picturesque monochrome patchwork, a personโs mind and motivation slows and they become sluggish, gloomy. the sun peaks out from behind and brightens up the atmosphere and suddenly a person can become more lively and upbeat. hajoon didnโt believe any of that, or let any of that sway his mood while growing up in chuncheon; he was the wild card amongst the kwak family, always up for a game, an adventure, a challenge. always wanting to try new things and go out and play even if it was pouring rain outside and he was told to stay indoors.of course, there were times when heโd come back with a bunch of scrapes on his knees and elbows or he would catch a cold and he wouldnโt hear the end of it from his sister, but to him it was worth it. hajoon was easily the optimist of the family. the go-getter. he wouldnโt let anything stop him if he put his mind to something. always the loud mouth with something to say, grinning from ear to ear. always the one who was daring, despite the strain he had with his father always being absent and his mother putting the blame on him for it, resenting him for a problem he couldnโt control.in some cases, he was like the sun. he radiated its energy. it might not be able to be seen on some days, hidden behind an array of clouds, but it was always there. it, without fail, would always come up the next morning even when days take a turn for the worst, when life gets hard, and situations are suffocating or seem impossible to solve.hajoon never really thought baout what his favorite kind of weather was, because he always found a way to roll with the punches and make them count. he didnโt care if it was too cold or too hot, if the weather was just right. whether it be sunny, cloudy, rainy, windy or even snowy, he always found a way to make things enjoyable for himself and for those around him.
