Jun 8, 2016
intentions
saran wrap and thc, conviction and good intentions, seunghee is in high spirits. the brownies in her bag are strong enough to take a three hundred pound wrestler to mary janes house, and according to all the fansites, kangmin is nowhere near that big.
nerves don’t really have a place in seunghee’s body, so she calls the feeling rolling in her gut excitement, and pops a xanax from a tic-tac container as she walks leisurely down brightly colored halls. she appreciates the attempt at making the school look cheerful, but it isn’t like pretty paint is going to make any of these kids less dead inside.
seunghee grins, waits for the xans to work, knocks twice on an office doorframe before peeking inside.
“professor kang, right?”