Social anxieties and speech entanglements – ready, set, go! The young lad… he was so deep in the encumbrance of being incapable to deal with various or any social encounters at times that it was rather absurd, ludicrous. Piteous, indeed however he mustered the best gracious and courterous smile that he possibly could paint upon his heart shaped lips nevertheless of how forced it ultimately appeared as. “Ah, no– that’s totally fine.” As if he was going to dig into the stranger’s life and question his actions – the contrary – the boy believed that privacy was something arduous to obtain in the current reality everyone lived in and the to respect one another, he shouldn’t become too inquisitive when it did not involve him, directly. “I won’t bother you, I promise.” However, he was way too … nosy, curious, prying, mindful of things which occured near him; major reason of why he occassionally peeked to the stranger’s laptop (just a few brief side glances) – curiosity killed the cat, Jinhong, curiosity killed the cat.
—-Even though the promise of the stranger was sweet enough to believe that he could work in peace, he couldn’t help but notice the gaze of one another on the display of his MacBook every now and then. He knew that some of his very few Friends used to stare at the display, when they wanted to know what he was doing — he had learned a lot from social interaction about social interactions, even though he hated it. With a quick turn of his head, he faced the stranger, preparing himself by clearing his throat, hoping that his voice wouldn’t crack too much: » I guess You’re wondering what I am doing..? I mean there wouldn’t be any other reason for why you’re looking at this. It’s okay, if you want to know. « His voice wasn’t as steady as he has wished it to be, but he knew that he couldn’t control himself, when he was in situations like these.
