△ the park

@♢♔ kasper Her grace and caution couldn't be missed. Jaejoong only looked in her eyes a few times, trying to not scare her. He rested his notebook on the bench on the other side from where she sat. He was serious but it felt just odd to be wearing his working clothes next to a girl dressed in a very elegant dress from an other time, almost.
"I'm Jaejoong" he said and bowed lightly, a small smile curling his lips. His eyes set on the other side of the park where were located many shops and businesses.
"I work over there, I make cakes for a living."
Maybe this would help her trust him. "Your kingdom is particularly beautiful today if I may say."
That had to be a way to be eloquent and not her beliefs he thought and exhaled contently. "But tell me, how wide is your kingdom?"

@♢ kim jaejoong Kasper stared at the male, wondering what was going on with him as he was acting weird towards her. She didn't know him at all but she understood he was one of her servants, probably. Her lifts were pressed together into a straight line as the female wondered if she should or not sit by the male. If he had the intention to hurt her, she would have to come up with a plan to escape his grasp.

Slowly, she sat down next to him but looked forward, straightening her back as she scared at nowhere particularly "my kingdom of course. " she justified the outfit. "And who might you be? " her soft voice asked, a bit afraid of his answer. Who could this man be?

@♢♔ kasper When Jaejoong realized the woman he had his eyes on was heading his way, it was too late to look the other way and feign innocence. He quickly went over the questions or reprimands she could throw at him, compiling a few answers because this was how Jaejoong was able to be so calm all the time. He thoughts his answer ahead, avoiding conflict if he could.
"You don't know me."
He smiled shortly, his dark orbs on her face. She was even prettier up close and maybe his eyes didn't set on her for nothing. The Chef still had enough time to engage in a little conversation and he didn't necessarily want to say he didn't know her, what mattered was that he was looking forward to know her.
"But it would be lovely to change this." He said and stood up, gesturing for the lady to sit next to him on the bench. He applied a very ceremonial politeness that never failed to impress the customers of his restaurant, this was his art: everyone was special and had to be treated with a lot of regards.
"I was tempted to draw you but I was also curious at the same time. Your dress is very nice."
In fact he was tempted to ask what was the occasion for such a dress but he tactfully refrained from asking too much and waited for her to sit.

@♢ kim jaejoong Kasper wasn't the one to stay at home much. She didn't have that much friends and mostly, she was by herself, perhaps because she didn't bother to talk to anybody. Kasper was crazy, literally. The female was the one to go around and happily saying everything was like she wanted; she thought of herself as a princess. Nobody could live without her blessing. Since she didn't pay much attention to other people, she would be found either talking to animals or plants or even simply paiting as she found a good hobby. Her eyes scanned the surroundings as she felt something was not right; a person was staring at her. That got her scared. What did that person want from her? The female sook her head slightly, thinking to herself she should show no weakness in front of this stranger. She tried to get herself busy with something but his staring was bothering her. A lot.

She bit her lip as she made her way to him ''Do I know you?'' she asked, with her soft voice as she wondered if she even knew the male of if he simply was a freak or something.

@♢♔ kasper Jaejoong had another shift coming up and he was too lazy to go home. He was always too lazy to walk, too lazy to drive but the weather was good enough for him to go to the park near the restaurant and have a sit on a bench. He planned on scribbling and he ended up drawing cake designs. He looked around, easily distracted by buzzing insect, kids, leaves until his eyes fell on a well dressed girl which he stared at. Lost in his thoughts, he had no idea he had been staring for several minutes, his expression unreadable but fixed, as if he was memorizing her every feature; well maybe he was.

[free plot for anyone, since I feel lonely as f.
do know that it does have to make sense for ya too.]

Chaerin managed to do it.
After months incarcerated on the damned puffy white cell covered with something similar to mattresses, she flew away somehow.
She managed to get ride of the tied white sheet they called a 'sweater' and after she kicked a nurse down as she opened the very thick door by her room, to get Chaerin some food, she run for her life.
Now she was on the park and to her luck, she managed to have a very rare 'sober' moment.
She noticed how she birds chirped happily, the sun shined brighter than she ever saw and she heard afar the usual sounds a city had, cars, busy people and music from random stores.
She missed this.