keep it low(key) ≃ jn;ks
olpmethe
when the night came and the books were safely tucked away where no one could peruse them without his permission, it was with almost-undeniable anticipation that he found himself wandering towards the festival. distractedly he lifted his arm at the entrance, although the bracelet glistened quite noticeably; he had not bothered to wear the jacket slung over his other arm, but knew that there could be a change it could be a little chilly later on. seokjin hoped not to be bothered by that, though. surely, the night could get more than a little...heated.
but such ventures could wait.
instead his feet found him at the terra building, right beside its entrance, phone in his hand as he waited for his date. ( the thought made him giddy, for reasons he could not place -- something like an odd twisting in his chest he rarely ever felt. ) the flip phone was outdated, but he insisted on using it, and before long typed a message and sent it through.
[ text : ❤ ] i’m at the entrance, come meet me here~