sunshine ;
avengers park was, without a doubt, haneul’s favourite place to go during the day. when the sun was high and bright, lighting up the colours of the park beautifully, it was picturesque and haneul wanted nothing more than to put it on paper. of course, during the day the spirits weren’t so bad, it was only the darkness that brought out the eviler ghouls. however, this didn’t stop the fact that the park was much more crowded to him than it was to any regular person. he knew even ghosts enjoyed the sunshine and the grass. after all, they were people once. not all ghosts were bad, he had learned over time, but not all ghosts wanted anything to do with the human that could see them. there were a few, however, that considered themselves friends of haneul, and heck, he supposed he considered them friends, too. he had grown up with most of them, after all.
one of them hung over his shoulder, watching his pencil glide along the paper as he sat peacefully on the bench. well, almost peacefully. having someone linger over his shoulder was becoming increasingly annoying. distracting, definitely, as was the constant commentary from the ghost in his ear. his drawing began to get sloppy and his jaw tensed. eventually he snapped; “just piss off, man.” haneul looked up in annoyance and let out a sigh, catching eyes with a person nearby who looked a little attacked. “ah, sorry. not you.” he smiled. “asshole.” his whispered under his breath the ghost that was now snickering behind him.
