(/slides a paper slip under jay’s door that reads: “ay man, i’m gong chanshik. i think our abilities go hand-in-hand. just like you and me~ (*ノ・ω・)")
「Finding a paper slip under his door intrigues him, to say the least, but that's not much considering he's simple-minded. Hey, for all he knows, someone's kicking it old school and hitting him up with paper instead of text, so, really, he thinks it's some girl trying to get at him but the actuality of the situation is interesting too.
It took him a moment to understand before he laughed, a brow raised in half-shock, half-amusement. Tossing the paper on his desk (who knows how long it's been since he last sat there) he shakes his head. 」Ain't my thing. Even if I swung that way, hand-in-hand's too tame, man.