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: Willy Jang Cartier : 35 yo : Role play account

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014 ☆ Excuse me, your heart is in my heart (Jesse&Willy)

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-And I never truly understood why. - Jesse commented more to himself than to Willy, regretting his own words not even a minute later. He knew he should keep quite and avoid any issues able to lead them both to the awkward conversation about their pasts, but who said he was able to? The japanese just kept coming back in time, unconsciously searching for the perfect life he had before and which he lost because of his own stupid choices. He was as pathetic as possible. - I mean, why would someone bully you? Frankly?

And with this, another question came up between his thoughts: why would someone reject you? But Jesse did. And back at that moment, he felt like it was the best thing he could ever do for Willy, God knows why. And there the guilty rested. - New Zealand? Never went there… is it a nice place to live? - though it was almost the same as talking about the weather, Jesse couldn’t mind less, because worst that sounding stupid, was being left in the awkward silence, thinking of all kinds of shitty things.

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Wasn’t that really curious? In Willy’s head, the Japanese never felt with him; he could even remember exactly his last words before leaving that University without a trace: “I never loved you, I lied all this time”. But there was Jesse, disaffirming himself after all that time. The brunette could even laugh at his face if he wasn’t so confused at that moment (and quite sad, let’s be true). Anyways, he just smiled. – I don’t know too. Maybe because I really was a weirdo or something like. I don’t really care, nowadays.

Jesse was a lucky guy because the long haired guy couldn’t read his thoughts – what doesn’t mean he did not want to. His gentle eyes were trying not only to see how handsome the other still were, but also to see through him when he restarted to talk. Laughing, the professor nodded in response. – It is. The weather is good and all the other stuff you used to worry about the places you wanted to live. But I don’t think I’d pay any attention to weather if you were with me, back then… - He was aware of his words, but Willy couldn’t help. The act thing was too heavy to carry on his shoulders forever, that’s why he said these things – always smiling. However, he regretted immediately and, looking at his watch, he stood up like that was too late (and it was, if you think about taking his words back).

I’m sorry, Jessmine, I got to go. See you around, huh?! – And that was how he left, not giving to Jesse the chance of answering. The only thing Willy probably gave him was the guilt feeling.

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I am the venom and honey mixed.

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Goin to the Hell to look for the Devil (Willy&Darien)

Going to Hell to find the Devil, was that right? Willy thought so when we looked for Darien around the whole campus. After that conversation with Daniel, the professor became really curious about the “British demon” – he would probably call the unknown British guy like that. Someday.

After a few days without knowing where to go, the Australian went to the only department he didn’t look for: the Art’s one. With an absurd idea in his mind, he used his authority as professor to ask for the student with an “artistic” excuse. Thinking about that, later, he realized how lame that was. Laughing, Willy walked to the classroom that the secretary said.

With his sketchbook and pencils, the elder entered the room and looked around, looking for JaeWook, and once the place would be empty if it wasn’t that tall and handsome guy, Will concluded that the guy was the Devil, the British demon. Quiet, the brunette sat in front of an easel, nearby Darien, to draw a random thing – or pretend he was doing that, once he was paying attention at the younger one. 

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[30 minutes ago] Dear Lord, I should remember I'm no 20 yo anymore. [15 minutes ago] At least I drew something. [10 seconds ago] It makes me think about a cute poop. lol

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"Whatever I feel for you You only seem to care about you Is there any chance you could see me too? 'Cause I love you"

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I like a troublemaker (Willy & Danny)

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  -Australian? - Daniel muttered more to himself than to the man in front of him, smirking as if, suddenly, the whole situation had become quite interesting. Truth to be told, while irish people were in Dan’s dislike list, australian people’s weird vocabulary were in the funny things one. Though it all started with Daniel considering them somewhat barbaric, he learned to find funny how their words sounded, specially because of how adorable Dante could be with his homeland accent. But that part would always be a secret. - It looks like I’m detained at her majesty’s pleasure, then… - the englishman said, forcing the corner of his lips up into an obviously fake smile as if to complement the irony in his speech, once he sat down and looked at the professor.

Clearly speaking, his behavior wasn’t about being unpleasant or something. As a perfect example of an englishman with all his patriotism and love for the United Kingdom, Daniel couldn’t have a sense of humor which wasn’t mainly based on irony, sarcasm and an in-built desire to “take the piss”, what in other words meant: making fun of the others. The brunet had a more exotic character, indeed, but he was still just an ordinary british with the typical british sense of humor. And hell yeah, he knew how hard it was for people to understand this single aspect, but the problem was: he didn’t care at all. So there he stayed, with his cold expression intact while listening to the elder’s words, the essay in his hand, and a mind full of preconceptions. Daniel couldn’t decide between getting intrigued about Willy’s approach or finding it incredibly annoying.

-I presume you also read my files as you said I’m british instead of considering me from any other english-speaking place, so you may also know that I’ve been arrested a couple of times for not accepting the world as it is, Mr. Cartier, what makes the fact that you’re taking my essay this serious somewhat doubtful. - but as Daniel straightened his posture to keep going on what he had to say, it was clear that he was willing to find out the nature of the australian’s curiosity. Putting ironies aside, Daniel just felt like speaking his mind, either to take the masks off or to start the real conversation. - Listen, what I wrote in this essay isn’t about breaking the rules or trying to implement my interpretation of anarchism, ok? I’m not going to cause trouble because I believe the society is castrating my will, so you don’t have to ask me those questions as someone who is genuinely curious about my opinion just to catch up in my devilish plans… the british demon around is Darien, not me. But if I’m wrong about the whole situation, you can call me pom one time and we’re even. 

But when Daniel said no more british odd sense of humor in such serious conversation, it was obvious that he wouldn’t behave for so long. He had to finish his speech with that lame suggestion, obviously.

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Willy just smiled when Danny spoke about his nationality, but that was all. Why could he do if the History made the British people hate or laugh at Australian faces? “Aussie slaves”, right? The professor never cared about that situation, but he knew it was going to be at least funny, mainly when Daniel started to talk with all those British idioms and cute accent. Australian or not, the elder should admit: British accent was really sophisticated.

Keeping his calm, Cartier listened every single word carefully and, at the end of them, laughed. Dan’s reaction was even kind of aggressive, considering that the long-haired man’s interest was true. He didn’t care about the past behaviors of him nor the future ones. And who the hell was Darien, for God’s sake?

– Listen, you are wrong but I won’t call you pom, even with your aggro reaction, ok?! What you did in your country or here doesn’t matter to me. I’m just a professor who is really interested in your opinion. You can be anarchist, Stalin’s lover, fascist… I don’t even care if you want to be like Nero, ok?! I wasn’t sent by Principal to investigate your life. So, Daniel, trust me.  – Ok, not even he would trust himself if he was his student, but “she’s apples”. 

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014 ☆ Excuse me, your heart is in my heart (Jesse&Willy)

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Amazing. For this word alone Jesse realized that he wasn’t the only one willing to get an Oscar. Both were working really hard to put on a show, and though he couldn’t really understand why, the japanese was sure that such precautions were utterly necessary. If they weren’t occupied with the acting thing, the truth would raise from the dark spots of hell, and that sort of sounded too scary for him to face. In that moment, Sen was mentally proud of his coward self, as for this reason no bad issues were up for them to discuss. To be honest, looking at Willy’s eyes while splitting all those ex boyfriend’s old issues didn’t sounded nice. Far from it.

But as easily he was taken by the bad side of meeting Willy in that fate-like situation, Jesse also was by the good part. Those memories were somewhat comforting at the same time they were frustrating. - Reckon! Your hair was more like a chokkie back then and you looked like all those kids were about to eat you up… I couldn’t help myself from approaching you. - because you’re the most beautiful creature I have ever seen in my life, he mentally completed. And it never changed. Jesse was still completely taken by Willy’s freckles, as well as his long hair or his dark eyes. Even the sense of his cologne alone was making the professor’s fingers ache for not being able to touch him, to feel Willy’s warm skin against his palm.

-Australia? - the brunet repeated as if to catch up where his blurred mind had left, not even noticing how he was already walking by the other male’s side. - I mean… I graduated in College, started to work as a Professor and some months ago I came to Seongnam. What about you, Lly? - the man asked, somewhat recovering his uncomfortable self from the middle of all those memories to pay attention on whatever the australian would say next.

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Willy always was a good actor, truth be told. The absence of tears when the Japanese refused him proved which that was true. But it didn’t receive any attention of him, who was quite concentrated on the acting thing. And not knowing why, somehow he knew that if that conversation was about to be last, their past probably would punch them right on the face. 

His heart skipped a bit (Willy, you fool bastard!) just because he still remembered the first time they talked to each other. Everything was so confusing that he could sit and cry, but just smiled to him and all that Australian words. Laughing, he nodded in response and also sighed. – That’s true. I was such an introspective guy who was afraid of talking to anyone. All the bullying I’ve suffered on high school didn’t help, tho. – His eyes kept watching every little Jesse’s move. He couldn’t help analyzing him, not when a last trace of hope was haunting him.

 The nickname that he used to call Willy when they were still together made him smile a little bit brighter, something that he disguised with a cough (bad cigarette’s smoke). – Hm… I almost gave it away because of that… Prang. – And by prang he meant the rejection. – But the I’ve graduated and started to teach on high school and then on New Zeland University. And now I’m here, I was invited by my mentor. – And his genuine smile was still there because he didn’t want to talk about they met.

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Family Portrait (Willy & Kim Chan)

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Two things happened, one of them was that Kim was really exited about havin a roommate (by excited his brain means freaking out) so on that day he was proceeding to tidying up the room. It would be a good idea do take his old Gaming magazines out of the spare bed, clean up a bit. The room was like a sea of paper and pieces of circuit boards all over the place. Not to mention empty instant noodle cups.

That was not going to be a good impression for the roommate dude.

Ok, few hours later and the room was somewhat acceptable. I mean, Kim couldn’t simply make up some some magical space to throw all his shit in, but now at least only his side of the room was this crazy computer-geek-that-washes-his-hair-not-too-often hot mess. And oh yeah, the second thing that happened was that he totally one thousand percent forgot about the damn dinner with his Professor Cousin. Shiiiiiiit - he thought, glaring at the iPhone. Oh fuck now, he was sporting his better post cleaning up fashion, looking a little more crazy than what he usually did. A shower was in need! So that’s why, maybe, he got to Willy’s place a little too late. He could cook meat, tho! And an edible one, for that matter, despite his persistent noodle based diet.

— Sorry I was so late. — Kim said, mouth chewing on his proudly cooked meat dish. His hair was up in a ahjumma ponytail. — Just received a not telling about this roommate thin and I’m  kinda hyperventilating.

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How Willy could have absolutely forgotten how complicated his cousin was? That’s why he ate something while waiting for Chan, who took more time than the usual to get the professor’s home. And he also tried to draw something – again, it didn’t work. After coming to Korea and meeting his past, his inspiration came back to Australia wit those cute kangaroos and koalas.

 Drinking his orange juice – he was so old-fashioned and old and non-fashioned –, Willy just smiled. – That’s ok, Chan. I know how much you love people. And I can imagine how your room was. Now just calm down and tell me how your life is going. The College, our family… These things that an old guy, aka me, likes to know. – The Australian would never understand why Kim Chan didn’t use to cook. That was delicious!

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I like a troublemaker (Willy & Danny)

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As his gaze kept focused on the smoke leaving his mouth after the last drag taken from his cigarette already gone, Daniel’s attention was partially busy with one question: “why?”. At some point of his life, though the englishman wasn’t sure when, he got used to associate being “invited” to a private conversation in a professor’s office with a really bad thing, and as that was the situation he was about to face, all the brunet could do was think of the reasons which possibly lead Professor Cartier to make such move. He was free of guilty and aware that no disciplinary action, caused by his behavior, was currently necessary, once Danny have been a saint lately. If this was a word to be used with someone like him at all.

But the point was: Daniel didn’t do anything wrong, so why was he heading to a Professor’s office during his free time instead of keep on smoking? That just wasn’t right. But then, what choice did he have? The british was currently under the mission of being a decent man for Dante to date, so the first thing to do consisted on changing some of his crappy habits. Daniel had to silently finish college while avoiding any conduct able to lead him to jail, again, and as attending that meeting was for the sake of his graduation, there was Danny entering in the elder’s office after knocking at his door. Make the suffering quick was the main plan. He would claim his innocence, fervently argue and triumphantly leave.

-I didn’t do anything. Whatever they may have said, you’ve the wrong guy. - Daniel calmly said in some crappy new way of greeting the elder, as he stood in front of the professor’s desk with both of his hands inside his jeans’ pockets. - Can I leave now? - but even if he was trying to be better, Daniel would always be Daniel. He would freely speak his mind to whoever it was, and if the englishman didn’t want to stay, he would certainly ask to leave without caring about causing a good or bad impact on Professor Cartier. After all, he already had the “no”, so why not seek for the “yes”?

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Cartier already knew his student was a troublemaker, everybody told him, who didn’t care at all. But Daniel’s first reaction after entering the room just confirmed what everybody said and what the professor thought about him all that time: he was quite defensive. The brown eyes were on those written pages when he smiled. The Australian looked up and laughed to Daniel. – Calm down, British guy. I haven’t called you because of any bad thing, ok? – Will didn’t know why, but he was so sure that the brunette was about to make fun of his accent. Every British he met in his life did.

  – You can sit down, if you want to… I don’t think this conversation will be this. – His calm could be genuine, sometimes. The essay was delivered to the boy (he was just a boy, after all) when Willy relaxed on his chair. – So… I’ve read your essay and I’m really impressed with you. It’s been a while that I don’t read such a thing. You are kind of… How can I say? You don’t really accept the world like it is. And there was a part, the social castration one, which I specially loved. Can you talk about this? – At that moment, the professor was erect with both elbows on the table – this is how excited Willy was.

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[2 hours ago] Where did my inspiration go?

[10 minutes ago] I actually found it.

[1 minute ago] ...Joey just ate it.

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014 ☆ Excuse me, your heart is in my heart (Jesse&Willy)

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Truth to be told, no matter how hard Jesse tried to deny, he just missed Willy as if something crucial in his life was missing. When he left Hyemi back in Japan, it wasn’t for the sake of his choice, but for his father’s will, as in that moment the brunet couldn’t do anything instead of what his family wanted him to. But in the Willy’s case it was different. Somewhere between losing his first love and their child, Jesse also lost his strength to fight for what he wanted. What if his father asked him to leave again, and for the second time Jesse would lose the only person around he truly loved?

Eleven years back, he decided to prevent both of them from suffering by lying. It felt right in his immature self’s point of view, but as he looked at Will’s eyes in that very moment, something inside him felt dirty for what he did. - It looks like we’re going to see each other quite often then. - and at the same time it felt incredibly right, something inside Jesse’s chest ached in a way that he had already forgot it could. - I’m also a Professor here. - the japanese casually shrugged, still uncertain if keep that conversation going was a goos idea for both of them. After getting angry and trying to push him away, the guilty was the first thing to come along with the part of Jesse which kept feeling Willy’s absence during all those years.

-Wanna take a sit and, I don’t know, smoke with me? - the brunet suggested shyly, as one of his hands raised to his hair, playing with it as he would always do while feeling uncertain about something. He wanted to stay longer with Willy, but still wasn’t sure if he had the right to ask the other male to do such a thing. - I mean… we haven’t seen each other for so long, and now that we’re colleagues I can, you know, try to help you while adapting, perhaps? - lame. Jesse’s excuses were always lame, but then, what else could he come up with in that short time?

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When they first met, Willy knew about the Japanese’s family issues, but he never linked the rejection with that. He just felt the broken heart pain and never thought about it again – at least he tried to not think. But even after all those years, the most painful part was that he still loved Jesse and those fast heartbeats was the proof (that he still had an in love heart).

 The first sentence made him hold the breath for a few seconds. He wasn’t that ready to meet Jesse every day, not yet. But he smiled anyway, thinking that he could be an actor. A good one, since pretending was one of his greatest talents. – Oh, really? This is amazing! – While saying those words, his brain fooled him with memories of everything they passed through: all the kisses, all the laughs and every good thing. Even the idea of reviving that again made him discreetly shiver.

 Smiling, he just nodded in response. – You always helped me to adapt myself. Do you remember that English classes that I hadn’t a group and you called me to read with you? – That was the first time they talked. Willy was an inocent guy, Jesse almost a kid, but still more talkative than him. Also, the professor was quite used to his excuses, lame or not. So he just laughed and touched Jesse’s arm to make him walk too. – So… What happened after you left Australia? – "And after you left me behind", his brain completed once again.

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I like a troublemaker (Willy & Danny)

Willy didn’t even remember the last time he read such a genius thing!

Okay, starting from the beginning. The professor asked his students to write an essay about what they wanted to, but not forgetting the philosophical part. He received them back and everything was fine until the one that really shocked him. Danny, the student who never said a single word on his classes, wrote an interesting thing about social and mental castration. He even recognized a Dorian Gray thing between all those words (he guessed so, at least) and that was absolutely amazing!

Impressed with his intelligence, there was no choice but calling Danny to have a conversation with him. Willy was the kind of professor who always loved being close with his students, mainly the problematic ones. Without saying the subject of that calling, he was reading a book in Professor’s room while waiting for the British young man – ironically, Dorian Gray. He wanted to instigate him, after all.

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Family Portrait (Willy & Kim Chan)

Willy would never get used to having a family in anywhere. His dad’s family in Australia lived in somewhere over the rainbow. The professor had visited them only twice in 35 years. The mother’s family was in Korea and he only knew a few of his related. Kim Chan was one of those and the one who Willy was always in touch even when he still lived in Australia.

Since the professor moved to Korea, no calls were made to anybody until he saw his cousin walking on the Campus and the result was a dinner or something like that. A man like him didn’t use to eat hamburgers and consider this as a meal – Willy could be quite old-fashioned sometimes.

“Hey, dongsaeng, are you already coming? Almost everything that you call food are done, I’m just waiting for you to cook the meat”. The long-haired man laughed after sending the text because he just sounded like his mom when all he wanted to eat was chocolate and candies. The difference between them, however, was: Willy would never forbid Chan to eat those things – his mom did.

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Books Teach Better || Willy & Nichkhun

Ah, the smell of books was a wondrous thing. Every time the scent filled his lungs it took him back to his childhood- Nose always in a book and reading even with his boisterous siblings going crazy around him. Such adventures as Tom Sawyer, Frankenstein, Lord of the Flies, and so on would fill up his imagination and often become a topic for which he and his brother and sisters could play from. Now being a (mostly) matured young man, he looked to things to fill up his knowledge as well. Something philosophical was at the top of his list for this afternoon with no specific title in mind. Usually, he let his instincts guide him to a book that would just call out to his mind ‘Read me. Read me.’. This was one of his fail safe methods for choosing something he almost always liked.

Slender toned legs took him over towards the back corner area where the subject was kept. “Perhaps some Aristotle…” Mumbling against his hand that laid over his mouth. Eyes searching for the famous philosopher’s name upon the spines encrypted with names, titles, and authors that collected such things. It may have been cliche to search for such a well renowned thinker such as the Greek was but Nichkhun was still building his foundation of this newly discovered hobby. Collage was certainly a great time to find out all sorts of things. Using such precious time and energy to his advantage.

Without becoming aware of the older gentleman beside him, his large frame bumped it’s way into the others. Grabbing for the shelf with his quick reflexes, the Thai Prince was able to correct himself quickly. Almost shaped eyes more round now in shock and almost horror at his reckless meeting with the other male beside him. Instantly bowing his head after a split second a few short times. “M-mianhae… I’m so sorry, I didn’t even see you- I was just so wrapped up in looking..” Shame caused his eyes to glance at the floor briefly before lifting the back up to meet the dark eyes staring at him.

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Having some free time could take him to anywhere. Willy didn’t care about the place at all, he never did. But that day he was looking for a calm and quiet place where he could sit, read or sketch something and watch the people doing random things. The library was perfect! With his sketch book and a pen on his hand, the Australian went to his perfect place and to sit down and relax before the night classes.

Once he got there and wasn’t so into drawing anything (his inspiration had left him a few days ago), his steps took him to the History shelf, where he was looking for something about… With the bump, Willy just looked at the younger man and smiled for two reasons: things like that happen and because of the book he was holding. Makin a hand gesture, he finally spoke.

– That’s okay, I’m fine and so are you. So don’t worry, uh? Also, you have such a nice taste to books. Aristotle was an amazing philosopher. – He was kind of suspect to say that. A Philosophy teacher talking about an idol and, well, he was almost an Aristotle fanboy. If that Greek man was even alive, Willy would do like a beatlemaniac and scream, pass out and all the other fanatic things with the philosopher in front of him.

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