He grabs onto the bag, adorned by a bright red bow that strapped around the a box, which sat in the christmas themed gift bag. inside, held an ugly christmas sweater, the usual red woolly material, decor’ed by reindeers, christmas trees and santa, cheesily smiling. wrapped inside the sweater was a dainty gold bracelet, engraved on its only charm were angel wings, representing haneul’s own name of origin. he hesitates for a moment, breath stuttering for a moment as the smoke of his exhale illuminates before him beneath the dim lights of the market. everything was so exciting, lights flickering in festivity as he waits for @wyserah’s arrival. he stood by the light pole, where they had discussed their meetup, hands tucked away in his pockets, as the bag dangled by his wrist, a beanie over his head and layers of black clothes clung from his frame.
after his confession, he wasn’t sure what they were now. do they just remain friends? is he just a friend to her still? what was to happen to their friendship? a relationship, perhaps? sanguine cheeks tinting his pale complexion, as he shakes his head, attempting to wipe his thoughts clean of what made his own organ beat one too many times, too fast.
