#charisma;

[kihyunrk]

🌙 — no exit ;

charisma starter for @rksejeong!

he supposes it wouldn’t be a bad idea to just leave. he had already paid for his meal, sure—but he’d get over the loss of food easily, right? or at least, he imagines that he would if he wasn’t so hungry. kihyun only had enough money with him for the one meal (and a little extra in case of emergency), meaning the idea of walking all the way home just to grab lunch wasn’t all that thrilling. still, he didn’t want to be seen—there was a particular customer that could very well consider him to be an enemy at this point, and kihyun didn’t want to cause any unnecessary drama.

kihyun hummed, scanning the room for somewhere to hide—somewhere to blend in. it’s then that he notices the girl that’s sitting alone, and he doesn’t think twice before he’s already approaching the stranger, greeting her with a warm grin. “pardon me,” he begins in a calm, apologetic tone. “but... may i sit with you? i’m deeply sorry if this is an inconvenience, it’s just that, well... there’s a certain someone over there that i’ve had the displeasure of meeting before, and i’d rather keep my distance from them without leaving the store.”

[kihyunrk]

🌙 — all i do ;

charisma starter for @rkleedongminie!

he’s absorbed in his own work, staring down at the notebook in his lap as he attempted to continue making steady progress on the song that he had already put so much of his time into. kihyun wants it to be perfect—or at least, as close to perfect as he can possibly get. music was magical, and it always seemed to express the emotions that simple words could not. it’s a good thing, too; while kihyun had never been the best in conversation, he finds solace in the fact that he can express himself through his music, revealing himself in ways that would have otherwise been impossible.

“i want you to be happy,” he whispers to himself, hastily scribbling the words onto the parchment. it’s then that he notices that he isn’t alone (which was to be expected, considering that he was in public), and the presence of another is more than enough to pull him from his work. “it’s not nice to stare, you know,” he called out to the stranger, unknowing if the boy was actually staring or not as his eyes remained fixated on the paper in front of him. “but i don’t suppose i can blame you.”

[kihyunrk]

🌙 — calm down ;

charisma starter for @rkwon!

“what the—?” he questioned to himself, an expression of annoyance and disgust forming on his features as he began to examine the bottom of his shoe. a strawberry? god... darn it. as if his week wasn’t going bad enough, it seemed that someone (or something) was hellbent on making kihyun’s life downright miserable. “who the hell dumps strawberries on the sidewalk?” he’s tempted to kick or throw something, anything to vent the anger that was building up within him—but that’s when he spots it.

“lady luck flips a freaking face card,” he whispered to himself, his lips forming a barely perceptible grin as he picked up what seemed to be an extremely convenient rag. kihyun doesn’t bother to check his surroundings before using the rag to wipe the sticky substance from his beloved shoe, figuring that it had been dropped on the sidewalk for a perfectly good reason (the reason being just how shabby it seemed). it’s only after he’s ruined the cloth that he realizes the other male that’s staring at him, and it’s clear that he has something on his mind. “what?”

[kihyunrk]

🌙 — because of u ;

charisma starter for @rkjisoo!

one moment, he’s completely focused, each of his actions and well thought out and coordinated as he attempted to take the perfect shot. photography, something that he had started as a mere hobby, was now one of kihyun’s greatest passions—as well as his only source of income. it didn’t pay much, and he could hardly afford to invest in many luxuries, but at least it kept him living in his low-end apartment. although he wasn’t working with any clients at this very moment, he assumes that he could find some use for the photographs once he was finished with his work.

occasionally, however, kihyun tends to become a little too absorbed in his work—and this was most definitely one of those times. he almost doesn’t notice the girl, though one good look is enough to leave his thoughts scattered, panic setting in as he realizes that he’s about to bump into her at full force. he manages to swerve out of the way at the last second, though it has disastrous results as he’s found struggling to maintain his balance, collapsing to the ground a moment later. he’s relieved that his camera had made it out of the incident unscathed, and he’s quick to offer a somewhat amused smile as he looked up in the stranger’s direction. “hi.”

[rkshuhua-blog]

— ⊰ feather,

struggling through the simplest tasks with @changminxrk !

ordering coffee should be simple enough, right?

the menu is filled with cool english names. numbers are universal, so the prices are also easy to understand. it should have gone by smoothly, really.

so where did she screw up?

she just wanted a milk caramel. why was the guy behind the counter offering her limited edition travel mugs? and what was wrong with the money she tried to give him – could it be she still hadn’t figured out korean currency?

so many questions bothered her, but the real issue was how she was holding up the line. stress was clear on her features, and it only got worse by the second. the few words she knew were blurted out in anxious apologies, and the staff member seemed just as flustered as shuhua. it was a scene right out of a nightmare in her eyes, so much so that she actually turned around and began leaving without her coffee or her change. on her way, she bumped the guy right behind her, though she was far too embarrassed to realize.

why is everything so difficult around here?

[kihyunrk]

🌙 — whatever ;

charisma starter for @rkjuyeon!

he’s lightly biting his lower lip as he hastily scribbles into his notebook, not wanting an ounce of this sudden inspiration to go to waste. life had been rather complicated for kihyun recently. in all honesty, he’s not sure if he’s felt more inspired or uninspired in recent days, especially following his fallout with hoseok. the two had decided not to speak anymore, though it was something that had to happen—their friendship had run its course, and time had made it exceedingly clear that hoseok was far better off without him.

figuring that it was about time that he should get his iced coffee, kihyun stood up, notebook in hand as he prepared to make his way to the counter. suddenly, however, life decides to be a pain in his ass once more when a rather hasty stranger forcefully bumps into him, their iced coffee spilling all over him. he manages to save his notebook from the liquid, however, but his clothes aren’t nearly as lucky. the stranger doesn’t even bother to stay and help out, and kihyun barely catches a glimpse of them quickly exiting the store.

“asshole,” he muttered under his breath as he stared down at his ruined clothes, his features hardening into a scowl. it was then that he discovered that he hadn’t saved the notebook entirely, as the coffee had unfortunately soaked the bottoms of the pages. “right—yeah, of course.” he sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose as he dropped the notebook on the table he had sat at moments earlier. his gaze lands on a nearby stranger who may have witnessed the scene, and he’s quick to ask for assistance. “you... would you mind getting me some napkins? there was... a situation. but i guess that’s obvious, isn’t it?”