barom is in his own little world . with his airpods stuck in his ears as he heads towards the library for a bit of uninterrupted studying and his visual culture textbook is already balanced on top of his right hand as he speed reads and highlights . it’s probably not a good idea since he’s not paying attention to his surroundings , but he needs to pass the test coming up in the next few days to keep his current grade . he apologizes to a girl his shoulder bumps into when he rounds the corner , but keeps his focus on his pre - studying studying up until he’s ramming into a solid body that doesn’t give even when his textbook flips and drops down at his feet . his eyes grow wide when the blue highlighter in his hand marks against the person’s shirt . ‘ oh shit , ’ he speaks , mind already going into a panic . it’s not that bad of a mark , but it’s enough to make his heart pump faster -- and when he looks up to properly apologize , his face drains of color . ‘ um , i’m sorry . i wasn’t ... wasn’t paying attention . ’ @coreytm !









