#sungjoonbw

[bwken]

People called the kid 'Ken', apparently he wasn't a halfie, though he sure looked like one. Either way it didn't matter. All he knew, was that it had been terribly easy, stealing one of the guy's textbooks from his bag. He ripped the pages out, lighter already in hand and itching to set the thing on fire. He'd make sure to leave the ashes outside his door when he was finished.

—so apparently the foreign-looking-boy’s not going to be doing any studying this lunch break because his anthology somehow disappeared from his bag. He’s received an “anonymous” tip saying a "goofy-lookin’ tall dude went that way" with his book after he’d left his table to get a drink from the fountain. ‘Because apparently, being at this school, studying and being dehydrated makes you a perfect target for destruction. Ken’s thinking that if someone wanted to use his textbook that badly, they could have just asked but he’s going to have to find out who it was so they’ll know where to return it.What he doesn’t expect is to find the culprit outside, behind some sort of electrical, ground-mounted box. He’s lead there by stepping on a sheet reading “Hamlet: Act 1, Scene 2”, following the trail of strewn pages along the snow-littered ground. His brows settle into a deep furrow. “Y—ah! Hey!” 

[exbwxsungyeol-blog]

✖—Violent Youth 「Sungjoon // Sungyeol」

After Biology class let out, a lanky male dashed from the room, which was not typical for him, always eager to stay behind and discuss the miracles of science with his teacher. But today, a bigger urge than the one for education nagged at Lee Sungyeol's insides. The call of nature, in particular, was what required answering on this day. Images of molecular structures, taming fictional creatures, and a new addition, but definitely not a refutable one, of a certain boy, danced on the edges of his brain, as he entered the lavatory.

Flipping strands of chestnut tresses away from the frames of his face, Sungyeol stood awkwardly in front of a stall, willing his nerves to disappear, pressing his spectacles up further on the bridge of his nose. A frustrated sigh leaps off a plump set of lips, as fingers reached up to undo the button on his jeans. Going to the bathroom in a public place, while a silly one, was an undeniable fear for the nerd. The thought of exposing himself, for any onlooker to see, dredged up all kinds of unwanted hypothetical situations. He was hardly comfortable enough to look at his own bare skin, in the shower, let alone to allow some stranger see with ease.

The top of his book bag swung freely about in the air, revealing the inner contents, mostly textbooks, notebooks, and a certain binder filled with one of his most precious possessions, something he never felt okay leaving in his dorm, his Pokemon cards. Sungyeol's need to pee was so great, that he didn't even give himself time to close the bag, before rushing out of the school lab, leaving himself open, in a different way than the one he was struggling with, for an attack.