he could hear a few snickers around him, which he assumed was directed towards him, but he doesn’t bother to give them attention, settling with just a simple roll of the eyes. it’s been about what? two months since his first duel with the fifth year and despite his reputation as one of the solid duelist of his year, he surprisingly lost against the younger girl in a matter of seconds all the while being stuck in fishnet stockings. one would expect he would be embarrassed ending up in that kind of situation, but wonsik found it entirely amusing instead. sure, his pride was a little hurt at first ( and maybe his ankles too, those stockings were tight ) but there was no point in holding a grudge, especially since the other probably didn't have any ill intentions towards him at the time. though now that he thinks about it, jiyi had been nothing but friendly towards him.
spotting the jujak student across the room, wonsik makes his way towards her, ignoring the watchful eyes that were following him. “you ready, kid?” he pulls out his wand, giving her a small smile. “try not to put me in any stockings or undergarment this time around yeah?”
when it comes to curfew, wonsik has always been an expert at ignoring it. ( or any set of rules really. ) the garden near the school is his go-to place late at night, mostly because he figured out how to sneak out without getting caught ( with a little help from a senior years ago ) and knowing the schedule of the prefects’ patrolling hours definitely gave him an upper hand in times like these.
walking down the familiar path, he takes in the scenery as much as possible, knowing that next day he would be surrounded with people, once again going through another round of boring classes. at least now, there’s no one to bother his train of thoughts ( that’s been scrambled as of late ) and it’s always somewhat comforting to be alone in a place so exposed to the world yet still safely hidden by the concealment charm.
he finds himself sitting in his usual spot when he shivers, the cold breeze making the hair on his neck and arms stand, he was sure of it. he’d forgotten to bring his jacket before leaving his dorm, cursing himself for letting it slip out of his mind. if mara was here—
no, he bites his tongue, don’t go there. the memories might still be fresh in his mind, but he doesn’t want to think about her tonight.
wonsik doesn’t mind admitting he’s in the wrong. ( sometimes you just gotta suck it up and move on to important things. or go to sleep. he likes the latter. )
he won’t, however, admit that he’s horrible with technology. which he is, terribly so. it’s something that he could never make sense of, unlike charms or even potions, his least favourite subject. too many functions, too many features, wasn’t it just easier to send letters by owls? the only form of technology he can work around is his phone, and even then he has his…moments.
he had been reluctant to buy a new one for weeks, what with his old one still being in good form though it was lagging for too long at one point ( it was an older version after all ) and he knew he had to do something about it. the newly released haneul smartphone was sleek and light but for someone as incompetent in technology as wonsik is, he found it to be a struggle to manage, ending up with a black screen and sunwoo’s name written in big white letters.
“facetime…” he reads ( not out loud because it’s 3 in the morning and people are sleeping, except him apparently, stupid new phone ) with his eyebrows furrowed in confusion. “what the hell is that? ah, shit, knew i shouldn’t have thrown the manual away… ”
hELLO i’m super excited to be here (finally got my lazy ass to be productive and actually sent an app in after eyeing this rp for WEEKS) and bring forth my tol child wonsik, 7th year cheong ryeong student and yosul's hidden troublemaker!! who i will ramble more about under the cut but if you would want to plot with him, let me know by liking this post okie ;u;
was a very quiet child, his parents thought he was a mute because he didn’t speak his first words until he was like three??? it was very worrisome for a while but then they realized it was just how he is and well, i wouldn’t say they neglected him after that but they didn’t pay as much attention to him as they used to.
growing up, he didn’t mind the lack of attention (even though lowkey it caused some problems that he refused to admit he has but [casually sweeps them under the non-existent carpet]) because he actually enjoyed doing things on his own. he was pretty good at amusing himself which after a while, meant causing trouble for others (re: pulling pranks) but no one ever suspects him because of his quiet demeanour and good kid image.
he never really grew out of his mischievous ways, despite already being in his last year of school now. it’s most likely that all the mayhem and chaos that happened in the hallways or practical jokes done on innocent first years are by him though he never gets the blame for any of them because he always manages to fade in the background, despite being 6 foot tall.
you would expect with his height that he would stick out like a sore thumb but wonsik has perfected the Act of Not Being Seen since he was a kid so. his school record is a clean slate.
though he does have a habit of dozing off in classes most of the time and generally has a ‘fuck it i’m just going to wing it’ attitude among his peers but he’s still able to pass all his subjects, with charms being his best subject (which he later declared as his major).
it was suggested that he becomes an auror when he gets older but he wasn’t too excited about the idea, due to not wanting to commit to a life full of authority and lack of freedom. he actually has no clue whatsoever on what he wants to do after yosul (highkey doesn’t want to leave so he doesn’t have to face the Real World ಥ_ಥ), but he wouldn’t oppose working for the mabeob ilbo even if it meant using his family connections. (come @ me jungfam)
plot ideas letsgeddit
i’d imagine he isn’t the kind to have a huge amount of friends due to his reserved personality (and the fact that he would rather die than surround himself with a large group of people), but i would still love for him to have a small circle of friends!! he’s decent as one, not the kind to come running at every beck and call, but there’s a trust there that you know he will have your back no matter what.
anyone that cares enough to try and get him out of his shell!! talking about feelings? wonsik vc: time to apparate the fuck out of here
someone that KNOWS he’s behind all the pranks happening in yosul but can never seem to prove that it’s him. (bonus if they were blamed for his pranks and thus is hellbent on their revenge to expose him lmao)
fellow pureblood kids whose parents are friends of his parents and they have known each other since childhood!!
he’s a night owl and still lives on campus (too attached to his bed to even contemplate moving lol) so it’s likely to find him wandering around the school even after curfew. your muse/s could be someone that he often bumps into, either sharing the rebellious streak or just in need of company fresh air.
somebody that he has to tutor/helped with academically and was surprised that he’s not as intimidating as he looks.
first love?? unrequited love?? exes?? fwbs?? alexa, play what is love by twice
his classmate that is real sick and tired of him constantly sleeping in class and not paying attention, even showing up wearing fish slippers once (it was a genuine mistake though) BUT still being able to pass everything? cue the pettiness.
i’m running out of ideas but i’m always up for brainstorming!! the angstier? the better :~)
