° no angels; jsj & kjm
admittedly,soojung is a keener to the heart—one that didn’t and hadn’t minded studying till things get unbearably repetitive—just like now, when the icy first year finds herself flipping through the typed instructions of that week’s assignment a good lump sum of times. that’s not to say it’s difficult — because by all purposes,jung soojung had already finished; however, only in time for the student teacher to tell her to do it otherwise, claiming her way of coding isn’t to the code—or whatever the fuck he meant. either way, it left the lotus frustrated and buried deep within study hall — trying to rework her codes the “right” way. keyword “trying”.
❝ ━━ * my god, fuck this.”
frustrated, the pre-law student leans over, eyes catching the natural sitting a computer beside her as she whistles briefly to catch their attention, brown hues positively gleaming.
“—ay, let’s blow this joint. ❞