#kwsubin

[kwkiyong]

what's something that makes you roll your eyes whenever you hear it?

"this is how it's always been, so if you don't like it, you can get out," kiyong recounts dramatically, rolling his eyes for emphasis.

"it annoys me when people are stubborn about change. like i do understand we should respect tradition and history but the reason why we study history in the first place is to stop ourselves from repeating the mistakes of the past," he replies firmly.

"they send us to university to become the next generation of leaders but hate it when we actually try to make change happen."

[kwjinwoo]

— playing with colours

kyungwon summer festival 2022 with @kwsubin !

     subin is a friend that jinwoo had met rather by accident and had never expected to become such good friends with. but somehow, inexplicably, the other is quite fun to spend time with, and throughout the festival, he's run into subin several times — enough that he'd finally asked the older male if he wanted to go try the calligraphy club's booth. he'd heard that there was something called graffiti calligraphy, and given that he and subin had bonded over art, he'd thought that it might be something fun for them to do.

     "come on, hyung," he says with a grin, blond hair tucked neatly behind his ear, no longer tied up in the two pigtails that his girlfriend had forced upon him with the maid outfit yesterday. goodness gracious, is he glad that the event for the dance club had only lasted a day. he's a little afraid of how many people now are in possession of a photo of him in a dress, and he wonders belatedly if it would have been better to risk suji's wrath than actually bending to her whims.

     "i want to see what this graffiti calligraphy is about. don't you?" they can't take too long — he's actually scheduled to perform at 3, and he still wants to explore other parts of the summer festival while he can.

[kwhansol]

not so bad.

Starter for @kwsubin !

Frankly, Hansol isn’t sure what he’s doing. Ever since arriving at the festival to help at the broadcasting club’s booth he’d been confused, running around this way and that, fetching things and plugging things into other things, and all the while, he’d been wondering when the fun bit would begin. People are doing some sort of video message thing, and while Hansol thinks the idea is cute, he’s not having fun being the one facilitating it, rather than receiving a cute message. 

One weird occurrence the day had brought about was that Subin had been helping out, and as usual he’d been stiff and cold with Hansol. He’s not sure why Subin doesn’t like him, but knowing Hansol, Subin had probably heard about him and didn’t like the kind of person he is. His loss, Hansol thinks with a pout. Even if Subin had been weird for a few hours, Hansol had been nothing but nice to him, since he’s not about to give him another reason to dislike him.

Hansol’s doing something he was told to do, pushing buttons on something, he thinks, when Subin returns from whatever he’d been off doing, probably delivering one of the video messages again. Hansol smiles and offers him a bottle of water from the crate by their booth. “It’s hot, make sure you stay hydrated!”