forest

@☼ (ø) minatozaki s. Wonwoo loved days like this in the forest. Quiet, isolated, with some time just for himself. It had been a while since it had been so serene, with the woods by his home now being quite prone to hunters, forcing him to give up on his routine of lounging around like this. He takes a few more steps as he looks for the perfect place, but this time, he hears simultaneous footsteps to match. His ears perk up curiously, wondering who he might have been followed by, until a familiar voice chimes out his name. "Sana," Wonwoo replies quite curtly, turning to look at her. She was a stunning girl with golden hair and a smile like honey, who for some reason had taken up an interest in him, though he couldn't understand why. He was always blunt and reserved, and certainly not one for romance or friendship, so seeing her around so often was strangely fascinating, in a way.

@☆ (α) wonwoo j. Upon feelings leafing through, Sana is certain her feelings for Wonwoo have started blooming the day she saw him. A timid, quiet guy whose countenance is the content of her daydreaming, such flimsy emotions nestling her in a state of unrest: Eyes darting to every trace he leaves, and a musky scent to which Sana has been accustomed, rosy patch tingeing the light pallor of her cheeks once the stature of Wonwoo burns itself into her dangling irises. The concurrent events behold Sana in the situation she finds herself now with Wonwoo scampering by the grounds, and her gaze oscillating towards the direction binding him in a trail of footsteps. Unable to tamper her feelings, Sana lurches forward upon him, the stride of her footfalls feigning a confidence fraying at the edges. "Wonwoo," her husky voice calls out, waiting for him to turn.