The basketball games were always something fun to participate in, despite his team not finding any interest in playing against the local kids and adults of wonyang, haneul thoroughly enjoyed the experience of not having the pressure to win. his team members however, thought otherwise, they said it was no competition, only to receive a chuckle from their coach. haneul enjoyed these games, the court included a small audience of the locals, a court that laid in the middle of a park and before he knew it, the game had concluded.
he goes to reach for his bag, upon turning around he bumps into ( @wyiseul ), an immediate widening of his expression spreads through his features, hues of henna come to open, arms instinctively come in front of him as attempting to catch a ball, or rather, the person he had bumped into.
❝ agh, are you okay? sorry, i wasn’t watching where i was going. ❞













