unwound.
rkbubble with @rkjisoo !!
he thinks he’s seen her a few times around the royal building, a cool senior he doesn’t really know how to approach. there’s no clear, universal instructions on how to introduce yourself to people who are so far out of your social league that they’re in an entirely new league themselves. ( he fondly remembers the fact that he had even needed to be guided to meet mingyu, the older’s mother introducing them for the mutual benefit of being each others’ first best friends— first ‘everything’s, really, over the years. ) he taps the base of his bubble wand against his palm, convinces himself it’s not that big of deal, especially given that they’re just out in the wild right now. to the world, they’re just two people enjoying the festival. it’s no big deal, right?
“hi,” his voice is small, timid, at first. “you’re jisoo, right? I’ve seen you... around.” it’s a little ominous, but he’s been given a full rundown since he started at royal to be wary of who within the company are public ( like himself ) and private trainees. he doesn’t want to take any chances. “I’m not very good at introducing myself, but I’m won! I, uh— I’m a dancer.” he hopes that that’s a big enough clue as to who he is, if the girl hasn’t seen him around or watched the mgas. “I was just going to get a drink, can I get you anything? my treat.”














