@impseola
it was pretty hot out, the sun shining overhead, causing little beads of sweat to start slipping down his brow. minchan normally hated the heat, he preferred it when it was cold and snowing, but that was only because it meant people wrapped up and he had less chances of brushing up against any of them. it didn’t work if there wasn’t any skin-on-skin contact, so it was always more layers the better.
but sun meant shorts and skirts and short shirts, so minchan was making the extra effort to try and steer clear from as many people as possible. but he couldn’t just sit inside all day, even with the fan right in his face he felt as though he was melting, so he had managed to drag himself outside. though the 22 year old was quick to regret this as he tripped over an uneven part of the path he was walking down, stumbling forwards right into the path of someone else, feeling his right hand hit the girl’s arm.
shit.
he face-planted the floor, groaning a little as he rolled over, staring up at the sky for a moment as he composed himself. his almost one week of staying normal had been ruined. sighing a little, he raised his wrist with his watch strapped around it, using his other hand to quickly start the pre-set timer for two hours. “ok,” he spoke quickly to the stranger as he pushed himself up into a sitting position, deciding that this was not the time for silence, “this is important, but what’s your power?” that might have sounded a little sudden, but he hardly cared, he needed to know this before anything... drastic happened.
