✱ ㅡ ( @wsdaniel )
2016, School of Performing Arts.
Daniel Choi, the effervescent new face around school, scurried past him with three drinks in hand. The way his feet moved, he had to be in a rush. Lately, that seemed to be all too common for him, so much so that Seojin's suspicions grew by the day.
He was assigned to look after and show him around the school ( not by choice ) so it would have been wrong of him to simply drop the metaphorical contract. The other was far too naive and optimistic for him to let that happen. There were occasions he cursed himself for having taken those English classes. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have found himself in this mess ㅡ looking after a guy who started to cling to him because Seojin showed him a glimpse of kindness. Truly, Danny was lucky that he had an endearing quality about him that allowed him to worm his way into his heart. Not that he would ever admit that.
"Hey. New kid, what are you doing?"
Seojin stepped in front of him, stopping the bee line with a hand to Danny's chest. His eyes flickered downward to the drinks in his hand. Contrary to popular belief, Seojin caught on faster than one would think. He may be nothing more than a class clown but there was something noticeably familiar about this stand-off.
In a brazen gesture, he reached forward to grab one of the drinks from his hands ㅡ without warning. One of the candy bars tucked behind it fell to the floor in the process. His eyes scanned over the flavor of the tea and he was quick to twist his face into a grimace. Mixed berry, possibly 50 grams of sugar in one small bottle. Regardless, he kept it with him, tossing it in the air once in a while to play catch with himself.
"What do you need three drinks for? You must be real thirsty."