☼　the beach。

@✲ roséanne p。 "catch ya in ten roséanne–" the radiance of his simper easily mirrors the exhilaration she exudes and not too soon after she exits, does yuta himself follow suit. scrunching his toes, yuta feels the softness of the sand still damp from the retreating tide, letting the fine grains underfoot give him warmth from the suns rays as emerald tinged spheres glisten and remain transfixed upon how the sand blurs out in a blissful trance, and how the shore fades into liquid gold that coruscates vividly in the brilliant light. the blonde bestows his gaze to the far off horizon, eyes drinking in the flaring hues of the sun melting into the sky and sea as it suffuses the ocean in scintillating hues of sepia flowing into turquoise like a painting so divine. clad in nothing but a pair of swim shorts with his surfboard in hand, yuta spares himself a moment to bask in the sunlight, letting it's warmth ensconce the entirety of his bronzed form as he awaits his surfing partner for the evening.

@ω ten l。 covered in nothing but black; sweat pants to hoodie and the face mask where there was no sign of any other color, he was difficult to distinguish from the darkness spread out in the sky save the half moon peeking behind the floating clouds. it was neither cold nor hot and so he made no effort to bring any sweater or anything along with him, plus he liked the sea breeze of summer. the only thought that worried him was his mama finding out he was not in his room, sleeping like he should. 'welp--- I've better reasons' thinking so, he jogged his way to the beach, more like, a mile away from the usual beach marking uses by the natives and visitors like wise. he was foots away when he caught the sight of familiar silhouette. "Hiii!" He shouted but not loud when he was close to audible distance, his face mask pulled down to reveal a full fledged dorky smile. he literally bounced his way to the figure; excited. "I'm here for the turtles!" he paused for a moment, "and you're not cold, right?" then proceeded to fish something out from his hoodie's pocket.



[] here we go. I hope it's not trash ;w;
also no need to mirror me. you can reply as you'd like. :")

chamomelo 24 seconds ago Reply All
plops down here.