Graceful Introductions
@cvtaekwoon
Most would probably say she was being slightly creepy. Just a little. It was amazing that no one’s said anything about her behavior thus far. She’d like to think it wasn’t disruptive and totally okay. Technically, she wasn’t bothering him, right? It just so happened that she frequented the cafe and shared a couple classes with him.
She knew only a little bit. Jung Taekwoon, water witch, vice president of the fellowship, quiet and didn’t talk much, but good at what he does. She’d been a little curious since the first time she’d seen him and may or may not have pestered a certain someone for something, anything, about the other. She couldn’t quite put her finger on what it was that had her so hooked. It’s not like as if water witches were that unfamiliar to her, her father was one after all, but maybe it had something to do with that? She loved watching her father work, and with her mother no longer in the picture she had a new appreciation for his particular bit of craft.
So now here she was, practically boring holes into the back of his head as she sat behind him in class. It wasn’t like her to be nervous about approaching someone new. She chatted up just about anyone, but she always remembered the few times she tried to be well ... short. They weren’t kidding when they said he was quiet, all she could get was a hi at most. Still, she wasn’t going to give up just yet.
But maybe not right this second.
She slumped in her seat as class finished, gathering her things and decided to head to the cafe as usual to study. She knew she’d see him there and she’d be lying if the particular table she sat at today wasn’t chosen because she knew she would intercept him as he came in to work.
And~ cue. As she saw him come in she hurriedly stood up, practically scattering some of her notes on the floor, but those were forgotten as she desperately tried to flag him down.
“Taekwoon-oppa!”













