* starter for: @ofbellair ! !
he walked alongside the sidewalk on the way to his home carrying four plastic bags, two on each arm, as he had just finished up buying groceries for his mother’s kimchi stew to be served for dinner. however, someone walking in the opposite direction had caught his eye. a good friend of his, apparently. well, no one really knew how they particularly became friends. she was just.. pretty, too pretty for even daewon to keep quiet. she was cute, that was all, even though personality wise, not everyone agreed with him. yet, he somehow didn’t mind. afterwards, somewhere, somehow, along the lines, they became friends.
❛ bella! ❜ he called out, louder than his usual calm greeting yet still rather shy, walking up to where she was while dragging his heavy plastic bags around. ❛ hello. its nice to see you here. ❜