--teacher room 2

@[T] Jongjin Youngjae hadn't realized he was falling asleep not even covered with the blanket. Well, usually no one really ever realized when they would be falling asleep, or the process would be totally ruined. The fact that he wasn't lying in a comfortable position might be the reason why Youngjae wasn't sleeping so well. At some time he thought he heard some noise in the room which he guess was just some start of nightmare. After all, he had just moved in today and wasn't used to his new room yet, so imagining someone breaking into his room was just the way his subconscious had to tell him he didn't like to get big changes in life. And that was all, just a terrible nightmare.

Though... Youngjae never been scared of nightmares, yet he woke up in distress. No, not because he thought there had been a robber in his place, but because there WAS a robber in his place. The first thing he thought about when he was being attacked, was that he wondered where the he could have let his drugs. The only way he knew how to defend himself. "YAH OFF YOU STUPID MORON, I GOT NOTHING FOR YOU!" the other way Youngjae knew how to defend himself was always by bursting at others, even though most of the time it dragged him into deeper than he already was. Getting some time to fully wake up, even though he hadn't been that deep asleep, he could finally realize the weapon with which he had been attacked. The young teacher grabbed one of the cloth on himself, he remembered it well, it was one of many others he had throw away because let's be trustful, who would wear such a thing? Now it was even stinking with a liquid which had probably been in the bin, which Youngjae didn't want to think that much about. But the least he could notice was that to his eyes the cloth just looked exactly the same as before he threw it away, which is the reason why he did in the first place. After he was done analyzing the weapon, Youngjae decided to drag his attention to his attacker. The man was standing next the bed, he was quite at ease for a robber, thinking about himself like he was Adam. At the exception that Adam was wearing a leaf and not a towel to cover himself to the world. "What are you? A maid? Janitor? Can't you see I was sleeping? You should be cleaning my room when I'm not inside, you dummy. Aaannnd.." Youngjae started his babbling, still the dirtied cloth in hand which he throw back at his assailant, "it's not like this you're supposed to clean! First, it's the bathroom you should be cleaning, and not cleaning yourself in someone else's bathroom. Second, you're supposed to take the bin /outside/ the room before throwing away whatever's inside. Damn, are all people in this place that stupid I have to teach them their duty in addition of teaching some stupid brats?" Youngjae couldn't stop complaining and dusted himself, letting everything which had been once in the bin, to fall back to the ground. Back to square one. Dust you were, dust you'll be back to. "Are you really a janitor?" now that he was fully awake his brain was working 200%, if the man was now in someone else's room it might be for a whole different reason than a janitor not understand what he really had to clean. "I'm sorry but I didn't ask for any , you can go back from where you're from and tell to whoever sent you there that it's not like this they'll get to me do whatever they want me to," Youngjae smirked to the tramp in front him, looking at him from head to toe, he got quite the look and if he was nice enough to understand how stupid he had been to get into his room just because someone had told him to, then the young teacher might accept to be nice to him.

@[T] Youngjae It might have been past midnight when Jongjin finally decided to retire to his room. As always, he didn't look the same as when he did when he left the room in the morning. Going from crisp and well dressed to thoroughly smelling of and and seduction was simply a daily reminder that Jongjin was doing his job (and life) right.

He opened the door and neatly placed his shoes at the entrance. He had received notice of a new roommate so he figured the shoes he saw at the entrance belonged to him. Trying to be courteous to the roommate he assumed was sleeping, Jongjin simply walked into the room and the desk lamp rather than the overhead light. He caught a glimpse at the sleeping figured and hummed in mild acknowledgement before stripping off his shirt and putting it in the hamper in the bathroom, closing the door and preparing for a quick shower before bed.

After his shower, Jongjin opened the bathroom door to let the humidity out as he dried his hair with a towel, second towel wrapped around his waist. he checked his face in the mirror before deciding to brush his teeth, reaching for his toothbrush but realizing it wasn't there- or anywhere for that matter.

That's odd.

He checked the sides of the sink to see if it had fallen off before spotting it in the trash bin next to the toilet and sighing in obvious frustration.

"You're ting me right now."

He stalked into the room to get dressed instead, looking inside the closet in the room and checking his wardrobe, looking for his favorite pajama set (wine colored and silk material, simply the most comfortable thing since clouds) but had no luck since it apparently had disappeared off the face of the ing planet.

On a hunch, he checked the trash bin in the room and unsurprisingly there it was- wrinkled and covered in trash.

It wasn't difficult to figure out the culprit.

He grabbed the bin, the overheard light, and dumped it on his slumbering roommate like he imagined the monster had done to his favorite silk pajamas. This was for the innocent pajamas.

"Wake up you disappointing member of society."

@[T] Jongjin Even though Youngjae would have been fine with just sleeping into his classroom, he decided to check out the bedroom he had been assigned to. Apparently he would get a roommate, but that wouldn't be disturbing him that much. If the other was well mannered enough, they would both live on their side, and Youngjae would make sure to not stay too long in the same room as whoever he had to live with. From time to time, glancing at the map he had rob to some student in his hands, he please himself imagining what his room would look like. Well, whatever it would, Youngjae would make sure to make it look better so it would be to his taste, completely forgetting it might not be his roommate's ones too. A few tubes here and there, syringes in the bathroom, and if the beds were above each other, he just had to sleep at the top one because it's where he belonged. Not that Youngjae was a savage or else, being an only child, he had never to share his room with anyone. One time he had to share a room with someone, but it was a classroom and he just made sure that his comrades got quickly annoyed by him so they would avoid going to the same classes he did, then he end by having the classroom for himself as even the teachers didn't want to teach a class composed of a single kid. So this time, there were no reason for it to go the wrong way. Just like usual, Youngjae hadn't meet the said roommate yet, he was already imagining his life without him, which would be only a matter of few days.

First disappointment, from the outside, it didn't look as big as what Youngjae had pleased himself to believe. Were there enough place inside for Youngjae to settle a laboratory in his room? Guess, he would just have to encroach on his roommate's territory. Second disappointment, it appeared there was only one bathroom which he will have to share with his roommate. Well, this he could do... but... Last disappointment, but not the least, hell, that couldn't be called a disappointment at all! WHERE THE WAS THE SECOND BED? Wouldn't he be sharing the bedroom with another teacher? Maybe Youngjae had read it wrong? Well, it might most probably be the director who finally changed his mind, seeing how awesome, bright, intelligent, beautiful, smart and handsome Youngjae was, he decided to offer him a room on his room. Because, let's be truthful, there were only enough place for Youngjae to barely live on his own in this place. But he got a classroom with lot of guinea pigs for himself, so maybe he wouldn't complain over the small bedroom. Depends on how great his students would make it up.

Getting at ease, Youngjae placed his clothes into the closet in which appeared to already been half filled with clothes. Taking a shirt out of it, Youngjae place it in front his chest to check the size. How did they know his size because the clothes fitted perfectly, maybe a bit large in the length, but Youngjae liked to be at ease in his clothes. The young teacher removed his sweaty shirt to put this one on instead, checking the other clothes, he threw a few of them at the bin because they simply weren't to his taste. The same he did in the bathroom, there was already a toothbrush but Youngjae didn't know who might have used it before, so he simply threw it away. And that is how Youngjae's first day had went on, lying down in the bed, he finally let himself to rest, closing his eyes, his arms outstretched on his sides.