* second first impression.
astra1025; a lame username.
but to keep it real, shin thinks she raps really well. really well is an understatement, though. since the first time he meddled and twiddled with soundcloud years back when he was still stuck in ilsan, he had been dragged into some sort of deep admiration for the syllables strung together by her strong voice, the fire behind every words and the sheer beauty in her verses. in more ways than one, he admires her. for her undying passion and her skills when it comes to rapping, he truly does.
msg to (rapping goals): in the place alr
msg to (rapping goals): yellow hoodie
it’s beyond difficult to believe, the mere notion that the two are meeting now. he tries to recall — brows knitted together and accidentally scaring the kids who are enjoying their time in the park with his gloom expression and horrible choice of disguise — how they have met, raking his mind left and right only to find that he doesn’t remember. awful memory as usual, he idly thinks, thumbs nervously playing with the cuffs of his hoodie.
to say that shin is awkward with new people would be an understatement, although the awkwardness normally seems to only be one-sided. he wonders if astra1025 is considered a new person since they’re only meeting now. but they have chatted since a while back, he really can’t recall when or how, so maybe it will be okay.
yeah. it will, hopefully.
the boy is so busy with his thoughts that he doesn’t notice the other people around staring at him oddly; a man wrapped in yellow hoodie with pink donuts pattern and a worn-out grey beanie and a sunglasses, nor does he notice the presence nearing him.