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jeno lives a generally uninteresting campus life.
for instance, his younger brother always gushed to him about how he was excited about college and living away from their parents, about how he was going to join so many clubs, go out and party-- yet here jeno was, in (sort of) college and the most exciting thing he does is their shows-- other than that, he eats, goes to class, trains, practices, and goes the fuck to sleep. he sleeps practically anywhere, if he’s honest. like in the practice room on one of the couches, lithe body stretched out comfortably.
he twitches a little, hood falling as his head lifts up slightly at the sound of the door opening.
jeno blinks one eye open lazily, slow and cat-like, lips pulling into a small frown at the light filtering through the door. the lights flicker on and his eyes squeeze shut again, a small hiss escaping between his teeth as he sits up and rubs at his eyes. blinking them a few times, they refocus to reveal a small figure--
kang ahri. he’s not the most familiar with her-- they’re seldom alone in the same space without the other members. he knows very little about her in fact, other than seeing her flit about campus or riding past her on his hoverboard. he supposes she could say the same for him, since he likes to keep to himself anyway, and he’s always hanging around one of their two guitarists’ like a dark shadow.
“hey,” his voice is rough around the edges, tinged with sleep, “y’know if the others are on the way? i wanna sleep more.”
– vs. ˟ ( @avahri )