KHAxJJY; Deranged
(/ back hunched, childish aesthetics defined by that bright gleam of a smile on his lips, and his brows perked up just slightly as he scampered along, each step uneven and eager-- it may have looked as if he was to trip at every step, but that presumption was somewhat false since in reality that's just how he walked naturally; at that moment then and there as he was treading along the pavement on his way to the library, his ears caught the sound of someone arguing and raising voices-- with herself? this intrigued junyoung, and alongside his awful excuse for an attention span, he turned his head and his dark brown orbs averted to a girl-- fairly attractive to him, but he wouldn't really let his mind linger with that trivial thought-- and as he assumed, she was in fact having a heated argument with herself. peculiar, he thought; and so he subconsciously stared )
