#sgnsoyi

[sgnyeogeum]

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🚨 + an urgent text !

(kakaotalk)

01.28PM

msg* soyi (sauce) >> i hope this isn’t a bad timemsg* soyi (sauce) >> but like, i crawled under my bed because i thought i dropped something and it rolled under my bedmsg* soyi (sauce) >> i can’t get out, please send help

[sgnkai]

🤔 💖

🤔 A NONSENSICAL TEXT

(TXT: OLD LADY) KAISER: you know how you’re super old(TXT: OLD LADY) KAISER: when you’re that old and wrinkly...(TXT: OLD LADY) KAISER: no nvm i loST MY TRAIN OF THOUGHT THINKING ABOUT HOW OLD YOU ARE(TXT: OLD LADY) KAISER: YA DINOSAUR(TXT: OLD LADY) KAISER: SOYISAUR PRODUCING SOY MILK AND SHIT GET OUT OF HERE

💖 A LOVING TEXT

(TXT: OLD LADY) KAISER: LADY(TXT: OLD LADY) KAISER: U SUCK(TXT: OLD LADY) KAISER: just kidding(TXT: OLD LADY) KAISER: not really tho(TXT: OLD LADY) KAISER: but dropping by to teLL YOU THAT YOU SUCK NO IM JOKING I THINK THAT ROBE THING YOU WORE TODAY LOOKED REALLY NICE even though it kinda looks like u wore a table cloth but what do I KNOW ABOUT FASHION(TXT: OLD LADY) KAISER: designing must be hard youre kinda talented, just kinda don’t let it get to your big head lady, your forehead is a twenty eight head(TXT: OLD LADY) KAISER: these are compliments i promise

[sgnjisung]

👯‍♀️🥴

👯‍♀️ ; supportive 

   ( outgoing … soyi noona )✦ i heard the fashion department is really busy lately..✦ so i hope youre doing okay over there!✦ everyone looks like they’re having a rough time, so hopefully it’s not knocking you around too bad!! you got this~

🥴 ; drunk

  ( outgoing … soyi noona )✦ is drinkigng this weird✦ my head feels like its abt to fall over✦ the room is SPINNGING WHAT I HAATE THIS  

[sgnwooseok]

･ﾟ  good samaritan

---------- and this is why wooseok doesn’t drink

     it’s late on a weekend night, and wooseok is heading home. that in itself is nothing new—he’s the type that can always be found in the library or a cafe studying until they close. he’s the perfect epitome of the ‘scholarship student’ since his scholarship does depend on his grade staying up to par, and he’s deathly afraid of doing something that might cost him his education at this prestigious school that he had worked so hard to get into, without using much, if any, of his mother’s saved up money. 

     so it’s a late weekend night, and he’s been studying until now. he had gotten lucky and had found a 24 hour cafe nearby and had ended up staying later than he usually did. 

     on his way back to his dorm, he passes by the tiger’s den, and as always is hit by the scent of food and alcohol wafting from the place. there’s a few stragglers leaving the place, but it’s full as usual. he sees a girl ( @sgnsoyi ) up ahead, alone though and he’s suddenly concerned. he doesn’t recognize her, but he doesn’t think someone should be walking home alone late at night, whether it be on campus or not, boy or girl. so he rubs at his head, knowing he would feel bad come morning if he didn’t do this, and he catches up to her. 

     “hey—are you okay? are you alone?”

[sgnkai]

@sgnsoyi / how about no

"lady. i said no.” his brows raising above obsidian hues as dirty blonde strands waver in front of his forehead, a hand comes up to comb back the pieces. “i’m not good with children.” he confesses wholeheartedly, because he really wasn’t. if he was being honest, those little human beings scared him a little. small fleshy hands, that grabbed and gripped, mumbles and strings of words that formed sentences that proved the young’s naivety. kids brought out a side of kaiser, that he didn’t appreciate, the one where he had to look after another person because they semi-depended on him. 

he couldn’t imagine his own hand, having to hold their little ones and crossing the road hand in hand. or having to comfort them on their tantrums, or the need to buy and feed them things because they’re incapable to doing so themselves. temples tensed, and pupils becomes stressed by the thought of it all and he shuts his eyes for a moment. calming himself down again, “listen, ahjumma, i’m studying pre-med and psychology not childcare.”