➷ 　lecture hall.

@⁰¹ soobin c. heeseung's eyes widen a little at soobin's very close encounter with the pole, letting out a small exhale of relief when it's dodged. "yeah." he nods slightly. "oh." heeseung's expression falls into a much more neutral one, his widened eyes fluttering from here to there at the words. 'it's not anything weird,' his mind supplements, 'so why are you reacting like this?' at this point, the male is almost sure that soobin's managed to figure out some secret hack into shocking and short-circuiting his brain within... hours of knowing each other. that's terrible. "well.. thank you?" he awkwardly manages to at least get that much out, before humming softly. "that suits you well. especially royal blue, it feels pretty and refreshing." the male only realizes the insinuation of his words after he says it.. yeah, he's really screwed today.

@⁰¹ heeseung l. "i've never been good at setting my priorities straight," inwardly he finishes that sentence with a 'because i'm gay' but it's left unspoken as he stifles a giggle at his own thoughts. he's so caught up in his thoughts that he almost runs into a pole, barely dodging it before leading heeseung towards one of his favorite shortcuts. "black?" his eyes look at the male up and down with a small hum. "i mean, it looks great on you. it really brings out the sparkle in your eyes that shows up every so often," soobin's steps falter for just a moment as he realizes the words that spewed from his lips, inwardly groaning before he clears his throat to answer. "i think i'm more of a blue type of person. either a good royal blue or even a solid deep navy."

@⁰¹ soobin c. "i think prioritizing risk management is better but-- that's.. an interesting way to look at it?" heeseung's tone is honestly just as questioning as the other boy's, his nose scrunched up a little in the confusion he just received from soobin's though process. he follows the other, just slightly trailing behind him. at the question, he gives a small shrug. "i don't really think about it enough to be sure, but probably black? for.. obvious reasons." he gives himself a look up and down, his rather monotone outfit speaking for itself. "although, that is a shade. so i technically don't have one." he lets out a half sigh. he is definitely going to bore the other away like this. "anyways! what's yours?"

@⁰¹ heeseung l. "oh allll the frickin time man. but i've figured that if i'm gonna slip and fall, then it means the universe had it planned for me or something?" his statement ends off with a questioning tone as even he is unsure of what he meant by that. he offers a light shrug at the other as he sets off towards the door of the room, a few glances towards heeseung being stolen. "so um, what's your favorite color?"

@⁰¹ soobin c. heeseung can't help but let a small laugh leave his mouth as he sees soobin's large smile, a small pleasant raising of his lips resting on his face after the chuckle. "right. let's." heeseung's voice suddenly produces a very robotic response with similarly oddly timed nods. he blames it on the other's touch, even if it was light, the boy is used to having a /very/ large personal bubble with nobody in it. unlike the other's energetic walk, heeseung's gait is moderate and evenly paced as he arrives at the other's side. "do you not get scared of slipping.." he mumbles softly, mostly to himself.

@⁰¹ heeseung l. he can't stop the wide spreading smile that overtakes his face as he lights up, extremely excited to be grabbing food with the other as the whole library incident goes forgotten in his mind. "perfect! let's get going shall we?" his finger gently pokes at heeseung's shoulder before he turns around, practically skipping his way down the steps while also being very intent on not falling flat on his face. soobin turns around and flashes an encouraging smile at the other male as he waits for him at the bottom of said steps.

@⁰¹ soobin c. heeseung finds himself fiddling around with his fingers again, mind falling into another dilemma. he should do as he had planned.. but the somewhat anxious looking actions of the other make him feel bad for potentially doing so. yeah, that's why. "the food hall is okay with me. we can go there, if you want." he slowly nods at the end of his sentence. heeseung gets caught off guard again at soobin's elaboration, something about the word 'friend' causing a lump in his throat. it's probably because he's unused to making new friends this quickly, soobin must be the first. "ah, right... that makes sense. let's do just that, then." it's not his speciality to speak on, so he'll just follow the other.

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@⁰¹ heeseung l. a small hum is let out as his head drops to the side slightly, blinking at the other male in an attempt to not get distracted by the way he seemed to be hiding his stunning eyes behind a curtain of fluffy hair. "well um, i was wondering if you would accompany me to the food hall? yknow, to get some food or something? unless you don't like the food there then maybe we could go elsewhere?" once again, he finds his lower lip being chewed on as he adds, "i figured that if we were to be friends, we should get to know each other more?"

@⁰¹ soobin c. once heeseung notices soobin putting away his phone, the male pulls his own back and slips it carefully into his pocket. his instinct tells him to walk away now that this conversation is over, but it suddenly continues due to soobin's question. heeseung's a little flustered, slightly rubbing the back of his neck with one hand. "...honestly, i was just about to go home. do more revision, that sort of thing. why?"

@⁰¹ heeseung l. soobin fishes out his own phone as fast as he could, leaning close to make sure he had typed the number in correctly before he shoves the pocket computer back where he had grabbed it from. he stands there in front of the slightly shorter male for just a moment, blinking. "so um, where are you headed to now?" the words left his mouth before he could even think about them, the part of his brain that wanted to get to know the other more seeming to work harder than the rest of his mind.

@⁰¹ soobin c. class was not a great experience today either. he had really come into the lesson with the intention to concentrate in order to make up for his mess at the library... but it didn't work. instead, memories of the events of the library kept flashing back in his mind. especially the other boy's smil- just the feeling of helping and then messing it up at the end. sure. either way - just why, oh, why. the only saving grace is his tendency to read ahead in the textbook - missing one lesson wouldn't mean he's actually behind in knowledge, he'll just need to revise more by himself. he stands up to go off to his place for more review, but suddenly finds himself confronted with soobin once again. he almost wonders if his mind was playing a trick on him until the other speaks.

"right, i know. you don't need to reintroduce yourself." heeseung nods once, but he almost frowns at the added statement. he's pretty sure his newfound lack of focus will not be any help to the other's studies. yet he finds himself pulling out his phone anyways, having to open up his contacts to find his own number due to how rare scenarios like this are to him. he flashes the screen displaying his number towards the other's gaze. "if you really want it, then sure. here it is."

@⁰¹ heeseung l. after the incident that had happened in the library right before class today, soobin had found himself unable to concentrate on anything other than the boy sitting directly behind him, 5 rows up and 3 seats to the right. it took all his will power to not turn around and stare at the man, although he almost gave in a few times, throwing a couple glances up above his shoulder. before he realized it, he had been bouncing in his seat, waiting for the professor to dismiss them. with the magic words leaving the boring old man's voice, he finds himself walking up the steps towards the other man, almost running up them to make sure he wouldn't miss his chance. "heeseung?" the name rolls off his tongue in a breathless whisper as he tries to regain his breath. with his hand resting on his hip, he has a fleeting thought that he should really work on his core strength more before his mind gets flooded with the one thing it had been stuck on since a couple of hours ago.

"hey it's um, soobin? from the library earlier? i just wanted to uh, ask you if i could get your number or something?" he realizes the implications that might come from the end of his question so he quickly adds, "just in case i ever need help with more homework or something, you know?"

@⁰⁴ jinsoul j. Inevitably, Monday came.

The weekend passed, slipping away into a moment of time that Mark would (hopefully) never be forced to relive after its disastrous events. When he hobbles into his architectural design class on Monday morning, Mark falls into his usual seat. It's found toward the middle of the class, slightly to the left side of the lecture hall because the professor made a point of sharing with the class he was slightly blind in his right eye—sure, it's not very Gamma Beta or studious of him, but who can blame him? It's an 8AM class on Monday morning. And following the events that had transpired at Saturday's AEO party, the last thing wants is to be called on to answer some question from the chapter he had only skimmed over breakfast that morning.

In a momentarily lapse of awareness, Mark forgets that his favorite designated seat is right next to Jung Jinsoul (well, not /right/ next to, but a single seat is hardly the Great Wall of China for avoiding awkward conversations). Usually, the two get along well enough but she's Kim Seokwoo's best friend. As in, Kim 'made out with Ningning, Mark's budding friend with benefits' Seokwoo. Not only that, but she had been the one fooling around with Choi San, thus leading to the ultimate breakdown of his friend Jimin. For God's sake, this was only an hour long class, but Mark has a feeling it'll feel much, much longer. Taking a seat and placing his things down, he awaits Jinsoul's appearance.

This will be an interesting class.