ghosts
@minaeun
the thing with bomin is that when he’s not busy working for a criminal organisation and hacking away, he spends most of his time focused on school activities. which isn’t too bad really, at the very least, it makes him feel a little more normal and he quite enjoys that.
and just like any other kid in college, bomin is no stranger to staying up late to study and complete projects. he’s seated opposite naeun and despite the both of them not being in the same major, much less share similar courses, he finds himself spending a lot of time with her in school (even skipping his own classes just to hang out in hers).
though they’ve been here for a while now and bomin’s starting to get a little restless. his eyes dart from the girl opposite to his textbook ever so often and he subconsciously smiles; it’s moments like these that make him feel... normal. and he likes that. he’s about to ask her if she wants to accompany him in grabbing a drink at a nearby vending machine when he hears a loud thud from a dark corner of the campus.
he raises his brows, turns to look at the corner before looking at naeun. “did you hear that?” he asks, “that’s... probably nothing right?”