Hwannie & Minchul

@-minchul /I'm guessing it was a waste, me writing this.

@-minchul Beautiful landscape of water fountain surrounded by pink cherry blossoms drew smiles on the faces of the people in the park. Jung Hoseok couldn't stop himself, but follow in their footsteps when he looked at the screen of his new camera. I suppose you could call him a hipster, as for his birthday, he chose to get a vintage restyled Olympus - he really gained a couple of additional points with his tutor. Too bad doesn't have the time to pursue this guilty pleasure of his too often - maybe once he passes his finals he could pick up on the old habit. For now, he'll have to enjoy this - the warm breeze of spring morning on his face.

Wondering around the different paths, Seok could recognise some people from his campus. Some of them he acknowledged, politely nodding his head and flashing his pearls of teeth at them; some of them pretended they knew nothing of anything involved regarding Hoseok's being. From one hand, Hoseok could understand where the latter were coming from - it can be awkward and uncomfortable to put on a facade of friendliness in a public place, especially when you don't know how to interact with a person. Every other person would probably be offended, a wave of self-consciousness washing over them. Too bad Hoseok is different. He doesn't care nearly enough to worry about such silly gimmicks - he prefers to focus on those people who do say hi to him and those who do genuinely want to exchange pleasantries, even without Hoseok responding to them.

Soon enough, minutes turn into hours and he realises he should head back into his dorm. On his way back home, it wouldn't hurt so badly to get a sweet beverage from a non brand coffee shop on the corner of the street. He always enjoyed causing a stir within the stuff, playing with them, pretending to be offended whenever they asked him questions. Why focus on the discomfort, when you can smell the awkwardness other people are feeling for you? It's the best feeling ever - in a way, he feels superior to them, being used to his disability. Besides, being mute isn't the end of the world, he concluded, as he tucked away his camera. It's just an excuse to get creative when communicating with others. Some people use sign language, some Braille's code, some even get too creative and start buying thousands of different flowers! It's romantic, in a sense, but Hoseok can't afford to fill out his tiny room with bushes and trees; he scoffed at his own thoughts, as he crossed the threshold of the shop. Quickly, he found himself in a line, waiting for his turn to order.