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And this is how fake jellyfish says I love you

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the last 5 spring ask

spring asks: accepting!

Pollen: do you have allergies?

“Kiwis. Let’s just.. not.”

Rainbows: Have you ever danced in the rain?

“Hm, never have.. but I have seen it in movies. It’s quite interesting to see; the characters seem to have a nice time. Maybe one day I should try it myself?”

Spring Break: What’s something fun you’re doing for spring break?

“Not sure. I’m probably visiting the children from the orphanage, but.. I would love to visit the beach.”

Sunshine: Do you like it when it’s raining, or when it’s sunny?

“I enjoy both, but I prefer sunshine.”

Trees: Do you like when the trees are budding, just bloomed, or full of leaves?

“When they’re just bloomed. I think they’re the prettiest when they are blooming.”

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“with friends like you who needs friends?”

With those words slipping from his delicate lips it caused the woman to smile. There was no words coming from Jinri, not a single word, it was just pure silence. The woman just stared at Daejoon, she didn’t know how to react or what to do, so instead she was cherishing the special moment without saying a single word. It was rare for the woman to have close friends; she was hard to love, very confusing to understand, and will push away those she feels that she was a burden to. But for Daejoon he was different. Although they both share a love-hate relationship, the woman had always loved him. Jinri needed someone that can handle her good side, and her bad side. The two have seen all sides of each other, and because of that they have grown close and inseparable.

As Jinri broke eye contact with the tall figure, she then rested her head on his shoulder before closing her eyes. “Don’t go yet. Let’s stay like this for five minutes. Just five.”

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“There are few things that are unpleasant to me than to hear you whine.”

SENSE8 SENTENCE STARTERS / status: accepting

He had a tendency of overextending his stay.

Be it in the front foyers of peoples’ apartments, or the sheltered crevice of their lives– Dionysus always had a knack for getting in and conveniently forgetting how to stay out. The deity thought of it as one of his charms, decisive in his relentless behaviour; to be anything else was unlike him but more importantly, disappointing. He’d stave off boredom for as long as he could, even if it meant twisting his mouth into a grin that was better suited for slow nights. If nothing else, he liked to think he kept things interesting. As to whether or not that was true, it mattered very little. He’d never been a fan of opposition anyway.

The same could be said for his current predicament. Features pinched in dissatisfaction as he rifled through the stacks of photographs scattered across Daejoon’s desk. Despite his age, Dionysus wasn’t above complaint. Nor ill-advised tantrums for that matter, even if it meant dealing with the other man’s blank stare. 

“I’ve said it before, and it seems I’ll need to say it again– I’d make a better subject than any of these amateurs.” Petulance threatened his tone, as he let the stagnant criticism clack between his teeth. “What’s this boy have that I don’t?” Fingers tightened around the fine corner of a photo, waving it in the air as if he was out to prove a point and not salve his ego. Dio was a proud person, and an even more selfish man.

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“I’ve got nerve for everything” He stated with no hitch on his voice, and exploiting his sincere seriousness. Daejoon left a second look to the new mother, turning his head then to the side to view the pass approaching people. “You should have expected it.” Him giving off a cold shoulder. It has been months of no communication, and she expected him to be warm towards her? Foolish indeed.

Yeonsoo has been going through the tough time physically and emotionally during her pregnancy, at some point she just felt depressed and didn’t want to see or talk to anyone (not that they approached her either). The young mother only looked at him unsure if she wanted to start the argument concerning his behavior. “Ah, fine. You’re right. I should have expected it. Sorry for bothering you!” She spoke with the dash of bitterness for she at least tried to stick it back together even though she believed she was supposed to be the pouting one.

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"It's raining and I don't have an umbrella."

“I have one, I’ll be right back.” He disappears for a moment then returns with an umbrella. “Here ya go.”

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30 Uncommon Character Development Questions ( send me a number )

Do they have any verbal tics? Do they have trouble pronouncing certain words or getting their thoughts across clearly?

Yohan was born and raised overseas, and the first few years he lived in Seoul, he wears this obvious foreign accent. He did managed to tone it down over the years, but it is very prominent when he speaks too excitedly and miss his Korean with English. He definitely has a hard time pronouncing Korean tongue twisters, and ancient Korean words.

Is your character an introvert or an extrovert? How do they handle big crowds of 

Yohan is an ambivert. He has those introvert and extrovert moments and depending on his mood, he can handle (or mishandle) a crowd. He do however has a very good communication skills if it involves work.

Does your character trust people right off the bat or does it take them some time to warm up to someone?

Yohan is cynical. He doesn’t trust people easily (nor none at all) unless they prove themselves to him. It is why he have only few close friends, and rarely opens up to people. 

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Your muse accidentally fatally injures mine.

Intoxicated by more than what his frame could handle, plus a little bit more of the illegal. There is no way Yohan is in the right state of mind when he began to ignite an argument with his photographer friend. His sanity flourished far from his control, and the absence of reality overturn him. It was an accident, and nothing more. For Yohan harbors no reason ㅡ intention to do such thing.

“I didn’t mean to.” His shaking voice ran passed his cropped lips. Blood spilled from the tiny cut on his bottom whilst diving metal taste in his mouth. His pair of eyes instantly blurred with tears as it drizzled on his cheeks. His hands were trembling in the air. Drenched by his friend’s own crimson blood, staining his conscienceㅡ all that has remained.

“I… didn’t… I’m sorry. I’m… sorry!” 

As if an apology is the widest decision in that very moment. Yohan fell on his knees as he rushed towards the bloody figure. He tossed the broken piece of bottle away from his grasped to held his dear friend who’s in the nick of dying all because of him.

“Daehyun! Don’t fall asleep. Don’t fall asleep on me!”