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kang haneul. 24.

[haneulkw-blog]

sha sha sha  — ;

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‘woah. who's that?’

‘lecturer, i think. heard she's japanese.’

‘huh.’

‘please. don't do anything embarrassing.’

‘well.’

(/ flashes an elfin grin at his friend before turning back towards the kawaii kawaii desu babe, who seems to be struggling with drawing a book from one of the higher shelves in an aisle directly beside his table. it would be a sin to ignore that. classic opportunity. ) be right back (/ mutters quietly, ignoring his friend's subdued groan as he slides out of his chair, sauntering casually up to her, hands in his pockets ) hi (/ quirk in his lips, church boy smile ) do you need help? (/ points up to the book, eyebrows raised, innocent look. he tries not to stare; she's gorgeous up this close, easy on the eyes. in his head, he recites (questionable) japanese phrases, simultaneously thanking queen hirai momo - because he's never been one for anime shows - for spurring the daily drive to learn an entirely new language )

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@haneulkw​

( kkt: eagle two ) hi princess ( kkt: eagle two ) this movie’s so dull and i feel sick ( kkt: eagle two ) the air’s stale and i feel sick ( kkt: eagle two ) you aren’t here ( kkt: eagle two ) and i feel sick

[haneulkw-blog]

( kkt: eagle one ) sup sunshine ( kkt: eagle one ) sounds disgusting ( kkt: eagle one ) looks like you need ( kkt: eagle one ) a dose of fresh air ( kkt: eagle one ) (emoji.) ( kkt: eagle one ) where r u   

[kwsulli]

( / she sits up quickly, hurried by the realization that she has her palms flat on his thighs, holding up her weight. the skin of her knees sting, abraded through the opening of ripped denim. adjusting the strap of her bag, she bends down and stretches out a hand, mild mortification mediated by a lifelong resting bitch face that she softens into a look of remorse. she just headbutted the guy in the dick—with her face. that happened. that. that really just happened. there’s a lewd joke to be made somewhere and she’d almost, almost forgive him for making one. )

sorry, are you alright?

( / a brief pause, brows knitting together as she makes sense of his familiar face. )

( / as if this could get any worse—psa: it can. )

…….kang haneul-ssi?

[haneulkw-blog]

i'm - i'm alright (/ due to unfortunate circumstances, haneul is still alive and breathing ) just give me a second (/ glances up to see an outstretched hand, and he sighs, grabbing it out of courtesy, pushing himself off the ground with his palm. the scraped knees don't go unnoticed, and he's really not one to disregard — or hold grudges for that matter — so there's a question of concern on the tip of his tongue, but their eyes meet and — holy shit )

choi sulli? (/ straightens up, eyebrows shooting up his forehead, stunned to some degree. a hand skims down the back of his head, a reflexive need to make sure his hair's in place  )

heol.

(/ lets out a bewildered laugh )

when did you get so pretty?

[stability]

[kwsulli]

@haneulkw​

( / it’s been at her heels since she stepped off the plane, this spell of bad luck. between missing luggage and questionable drunk decisions, she’s started to wonder if this is a joke. the semester is quick to introduce another addition to the list, a last minute scheduling change bumping up an elective right after a core class, and go figure, it’s half-way across campus, which means she’s out the door and hauling ass before anyone’s even started packing. it happens like this: a light jog, a glance at the map loaded on her phone, a patch of uneven sidewalk and she’s pitching face first into something solid. something denim, and uh, attached to a person. )

( did she just—??? )

( no. )

[haneulkw-blog]

(/ he's distracted when he walks out of his class, slow steps, bowed head, as he scrolls through his phone, and that's probably his first mistake. she trips, and haneul catches the staggering silhouette in his peripheral view belatedly, and he's moving in too late, too awkwardly, to break her fall, that the pain from the force of her landing - holy mother of god - has him collapsing backwards in excruciating agony. haneul, as long as he has known, has always charted high in pain tolerance, so it's a mark of true, heroic fortitude that he doesn't cry like a fucking baby. there's a dreadful, elongated pause when he pushes himself up on his elbows, unshed tears in his eyes, to look down at the compromising positioning of her head, smack-dab in the middle of his aching crotch ) uh - (/ haneul starts, and it comes out feeble and constipated ) can you - ? (/ is his eloquent request )

[haneulkw-blog]

HELLO, this is super late i’m sry. but i finally got around to writing up haneul’s plotcall. so if you’d like to read up on his facts and check out some open plots, i’ve got it all laid out for you under the cut.

FACTS,

- hails from gyeongju, moved to seoul when he was fourteen

- has done a p stellar job at "fixing" his satoori, mom r u proud of me

- mom's a bomb ass lawyer, and his dad is dying from self-pity somewhere (haneul voice lol dad srsly)

- (parents got divorced when he was 10)

- was enrolled in a private, rich kid boarding school when he moved to seoul with his mom, which was actually weird af for him

- peer pressure n stuff y'know, kinda ended up accidentally dropping his old hometown friends for his new rich buddies 

- acted up in highschool 'cause his mom didn't pay attention to him

- didn't work lmao

- currently in the MBA program @ heesan 'cause he didn't know what else to do and also didn't want his mom to drop his ass

- used to be rly quiet and shy when he was younger, but he forced himself to change bcus he lowkey hates being associated with his mom  

- brilliant at math / walking calculator

- gives off a rly even-tempered, laid back vibe; tries to avoid confrontation and drama as much as he can (doesn't work v well)

- pretends like he's an open-minded person but he's not

- sort of a gentleman(?), just beware of ulterior motives

- sociable / silver-tongued / presentations are his forte

- don't touch his hair; he didn't just wake up looking like a greek god jfc

- fuck boy extraordinaire; two-timed once (got caught, didn't do it again)

- has v temporary obsessions / crushes 

- flirts with everyone (that includes your mom i’m sry)

- ping pong champ

- die hard twice fan

ex-girlfriends (0/?)

1. two timed (0/2) - "listen, they were both interested at the same time; what was i supposed to do?" "die. you should've died, you piece of shit."

2. marshmallow (0/1) - "hope he fucking chokes on a marshmallow and dies alone." ( broke up with you in highschool because you refused to like iu's marshmallow song, what's wrong wit u )

3. nice try (0/1) - you dropped his ass after the first date and he's still lowkey salty about it.

4. others - all exes have full permission to beat the shit out of him.

churr up babay (0/1) - he needs a partner to go to twice concerts with and memorize fan chants, and uncontrollably sob over tzuyu. 

bon voyage (1/2) - long roadtrips anyone?

black eye (0/1) - he dated your sister/friend and sort of broke her heart and you're ready to break his limbs (haneul voice before he’s buried alive, "haha dude, you know my mom's a lawyer rite")

bffl (0/1) - ok look, he needs at least one person who puts up with his shit. 

mallang mallang (0/1) - has a tendency to gravitate towards the cute, shy newcomers. found you lost on your first day at heesan and officially deemed himself as your tour guide. 

flashback (0/?) - any old friends from gyeongju he's had misunderstandings with? ):

if you wanna be ma lover (0/1) - constant bickering + overwhelming sexual tension. 

sinking ship (0/1) - ok for some reason you convinced him he could be a model, and he failed so hard bcus the camera hates him (aka he's just awkward af), and now that shitty photoshoot is circling around in his department and he's never been more embarrassed in his life.

others (0/?) - mentors, mentees, ping pong rival, rugby members, hoobaes that love him, hoobaes that hate him, etc. plot with me.

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