#jongin snu

[jihyun-snu-blog]

Volume Up! | Qri & Jongin |

The sound of her high heels clicking against the cold floor echoed through the empty hallway, it was already late therefore the professor wasn’t quite surprised with the silence surrounding the main building and it’s classrooms. Letting out a heavy sigh, the strawberry blonde haired woman burried her face in between her delicate hands only to run her right one down the long hair that cascated down her back, Qri wasn't the type to let herself grow frustrated, after all she was a centrate and mature woman. A centrate and mature woman doesn't need to jump around shaking her hips to the sound of some random eletronic beat for a CF no matter how much she loved her friend. 

It was not like Qri hated dancing, she knew how to balldance and had a few unwilling ballet classes when she was younger and that was the further she would go on this art field. Yet, her frind was almost stubborn as she was and the sneaky fox managed to catch her in a word game so that the petite woman unwilling agreed on shooting the car CF. Qri throwed a fit, but in the end she was again defead by fatigue and with a hole in her pride she made her way towards one of the dance practice rooms that usually to be open for the students to practice after classes. "You only need to follow the beat, is not hard." The professor mimicked the other's voice with a mock of amusement cleary in her whisper, she didn't cared it made her look childish, actually, Qri didn't cared about half of the world when someone managed to get through her thick patience wall and made her grow frustraded.

Regardless, it seemed to become a frequent thing and the strawberry blonde haired woman wasn't quite happy about it. Fighting against the urge to throw the USB drive she twisted between her fingers in the first dustbin she could find in the room she pushed the door open, blinking a few times as she stood still facing the handsome young raven haired male dance across the room, for a slight second Qri wasn't actually sure where should she look first, himself or his reflection on the mirror made wall. The petite woman might had no clue about dancing, but she knew about art and she was more than positive that what he was performing right there was art, good quality one at the very least and it was the first time someone had gotten her speechless by dancing.

Opaque onyx collored eyes met her huge brown like ones. It took a second before she realized she was still staring at him, looking down for a moment Qri clapped her hands allowing a sweet smile to dance across her redish lips. "You're amazing." The professor stated, even though she knew the rather much taller male would probably hear that everyday, taking a deep breath she bowed politely. "Could you please teach me?" Bitting her bottom lip slightly the professor lift her head in order to look at him once again, that guy surely knew how to give off a unforgetable first impression. "You can call me Qri, everyone does." The petite woman bowed again as soon as she realized she still haven't introduced herself to him.

[xjungkrystal-snu-blog]

Irritated Friends || Jongin & Krystal

It was a tiring day--no, more than tiring, it was an exhausting day, and Krystal finally reached her last class of the day, journalism class. Krystal had always taken a weird liking to journalism, she found that researching and writing about things was quite fun, and she used the skills she has learned in that class to apply in her own social life, just to improve on the sides that she's lacking. She sure did like journalism class, but there was one thing that she absolutely couldn't stand in that class. All the students were nice, she got along with many of them, but there was one guy who always got on her nerves, yet she still finds that there's some weird connection between them--she just couldn't put her finger on it. He just gave her some weird feeling. There was not a day where they would make a fuss over something so small.

She entered the classroom with her bag, walking over to the unoccupied row, sitting in her usual spot, and opened up her laptop. Since she was a bit early, and there were only a few other students in class, she might as well browse the internet before class started. 

[byunbaekhyun-snu]

Dare You To Move || Baekhyun & Jongin

He was late again, he knew he should be fixing his habits of being late for class, but he never got the chance to. He hurried to his last period class, hoping that his teacher wouldn't be too mad for being late. Stepping in, he bowed to his teacher, sending him a small smile, mouthing a small "I'm sorry, it won't happen again." He looked around the room, finding a place to sit, but to his misfortune, all the seats were taken--all, except for once at the back of the classroom next to some random boy in his class. He took small steps to the back of the class as his teacher went back to his lecture, and set his books down beside the tanned boy.

He sat down in the seat next to him, and awkwardly took his notebook out, instantly jotting down notes, hoping not to miss a single information his teacher was rambling on about. He needed to catch up in journalism anyways, it was the only class he was falling behind in, and he couldn't risk getting lower than an 80% in this class.

[parkbom-snu]

Aggravation Connection || Jongin & Bom

A smirk appeared on Bom’s face when she caught sight of him. Slowly approaching the back of him she jumped onto him, laughing. Jongin and Bom were friends, but had a weird relationship. He wasn’t the person who was always happy like Bom, but did care for each other. Bom loved being around him and annoy him, it was kind of her thing. He’d tend to argue with her from time to time, but that did not stop Bom.

Bom Dragged Jongin behind her, leading him somewhere. “Let’s go eat, I’m hungry.” Bom gripped his hand, pulling him towards the café. She turned around smiling at the boy, as she opened the door. The smell of fresh baked goods filled Bom’s lungs making her even hungrier. 

[kris-snu-blog]

Model || Kris & Kai

Sexy, chic, creative, and seductive were all words Kris’ photography teacher had told him to describe their upcoming project. Kris was to hire his own model, find a location, and take the pictures himself for this midterm project, and he did just that. But, the words he would use to describe the cliché woman draping her self over a bed were ugly and playboyesque. Kris hated the photos and needed to take some new ones.

 He sat in class looking from student to student and smiled as he saw a man that was already practically modeling. The man was Jongin, sweet and sexy Jongin.  Kris watched as the man slowly scratched his head, and smiled seeing how perfectly the man could photograph. He bit his pencil narrowing his eyes and cocked his head and smiled seeing how the man’s hair fell perfectly on his face. The bell rang and he saw everyone starting to leave, but now was the time to strike.

 “J-Jongin right?” Kris asked as he stepped up to the man smiling. “You are quite perfect,” he smiled really looking at the man’s skin and perfect complexion.  He bit his lip as he eyed the man’s body wanting to see what he would look like with his shirt off. Kris imagined it smirking then shook his head realizing what me must have looked like. “O-Oh sorry!” he nodded then bit his lip, “Can I ask you for a favor?”

[pyojihoon-snu-blog]

Are you really a class clown? -stifles a chuckle; Anyways, I'm Jongin. A sophomore. It's a pleasure to meet ya'.

A-ha, I'd like to think so but it's up for discussion. (/smiles nervously) P.O, freshman, likewise. (/quick bow)