⦙ male

Walking into the dorms he sat on his bed, before he took out his folder before writing something down quietly and the gently scratches of the pen on the paper writing to his parents updating them making sure they knew he was okay, along with asking them how they were. Inside also was some recent pictures of him with his fellow trainees to send to them.

@✵ maekawa isekai〘ᴋɪᴏɴ〙ᵗʳᵃⁱⁿᵉᵉ “Go? What do you mean by "I think you can go" ? That's it?” At this point she was fuming. How dare he dismiss her bravery just like that? After putting her career in the line just to show him how serious she was about asking for his forgiveness. Haneul knew she screwed what they had before for the sake of debuting, but after she achieved her goal, there was no denying about the emptiness she felt and that’s why she tried to salvage their relationships.

She wanted him to be back in her life, even though not as a lover, she needed him.

But if he is always being this difficult, Haneul could feel her patience start to run thin (not that she has a lot of it anyway) But before she could say anything, the next action he did caught her off guard as she found herself being sandwiched between him and the door. Her breath hitched while her heart was beating so hard that she was afraid he might hear it.

His request was absurd but at this point, Haneul couldn’t think of a better solution for the pinch they are facing right now. So she agreed to do what he suggested, all while praying that it would really be just for a couple of seconds. Moving as fast as she could and without thinking much, Haneul got on his bed then threw the blanket over her body to hide from whoever was going to enter Kion’s room. ‘Please let them be quick’

@✵ cheon haneul ᵖʳⁱᶻᵐ my fault for not thinking you were brave enough to try out stunts you probably would have never pulled before, but now that you’ve proved yourself i think you can go- (shaking his head, a distressed sigh escapes his lips as he reaches for the door to willingly show her out, but the voice of another male trainee sends his mind into overdrive as with instincts does he gently guide her against the door to keep it shut. locking the door in a swift motion as he places a palm over to keep her quiet whilst he’s visibly panicked) “bro, what’s the hold up? let me in!” give me a minute! i’ve spilt a ton of stuff all over and i’m.. uh.. shovelling everything out! (soon he begins to whisper in desperation: for the love of god, i’m hoping this will only last for a few seconds but just hide under my covers? it’s the only way.)

@✵ maekawa isekai〘ᴋɪᴏɴ〙ᵗʳᵃⁱⁿᵉᵉ //always letting out a loud yelp when you pull her inside the room and once she noticed the lack of clothing, she immediately turn around to hide her reddening cheeks while covering her face//
I did tell you about it! But you didn't seem to believe me so here I am!
and for God's sake please put a shirt on, you !

@✵ hayashi-lin ren〘ᴢᴇʀᴏ〙ᵗʳᵃⁱⁿᵉᵉ Somehow Kamrin only felt himself getting more and more confused. Had he not been the one in the wrong? He highly doubted this. It would only make sense that he was at fault. After all, they were kids. It wasn't as if Ren went out of his way to leave him behind, not to mention it seemed like he probably got a great education and plenty of opportunities out of it. Although he couldn't deny that the other was right about the methods of communication. Perhaps just that one small thing changing could have made things different? He wasn't really sure, though, so he still couldn't bring himself to put the blame fully on the other and instead put it all on himself. "But... you were... you didn't even do anything wrong and I just ignored you... I don't even have any of your letters anymore, Ren," he spoke these words after a while of silence. These words had a twinge of regret mixed into the way he said them, and that was something that really scared him at the same time. He couldn't just let himself come off so vulnerable. Then again, he was already nearly crying. And when they were kids, when had he not been a bit of a crybaby?

He did his best to listen, though, unsure of how he could even respond but in some ways... wanting to be a good friend to Ren, even if he had only just moments before said they didn't know each other. "For your social growth... as in? I know you said keeping friends was hard but... it makes it sound like you had a hard time making friends too- I don't understand how that could be the case for someone like you," he mumbled softly, a bit breathless with these words before a small sigh left his lips and his hands raised to hide his face. Saying words like that... it was truly embarrassing.

@✵ cheon haneul ᵖʳⁱᶻᵐ (having just returned from a quick shower, i’m slipping only into some sweatpants and in the midst of ruffling my hair dry with a towel until i’m hearing what seems to be a female voice by the door, and a more than familiar one which practically strips the color from my face in a sudden realisation of horror) there’s no way she actually- pfft, nah. but.. what if?.. (with the palpitations of my heart growing steadily the more i stand in place with my doubts, it doesn’t take too long before i’m essentially beelining towards the door just to open up where my eyes widen in absolute shock just from actually seeing you at the other end, and with little hesitations am i taking you by the hand to pull you inside of my room and quickly shut the door behind us) what were you thinking showing up here! you’ll kill the both of us!

@✵ hayashi-lin ren〘ᴢᴇʀᴏ〙ᵗʳᵃⁱⁿᵉᵉ Seeing the regret on Ren's expression was something that hurt him a little more than he'd expected. He couldn't be fully sure why it was there, and that only caused more and more worry to cross his mind, endless possibilities of what he could have possibly done wrong swirling around. Was it because he'd wanted to find Kamrin, and was met with such a hostile person compared to the sweet, carefree child he'd known? Good memories are harder to preserve when this happens, that's for sure. Or maybe, it wasn't regret at all. Maybe it was him being upset or frustrated? He didn't know, but each thought that crossed his mind seemed worse than the last. Perhaps it was because of these thoughts as well that his expression began to falter, hurt and sadness showing through. Or at least that was part of it. The mention of his friend's first childhood crush was enough for the tears welling in his eyes to nearly spill over. And to prevent them from doing so fully, he simply decided not to respond to this and lowered his head instead.

"We did, we... were best friends," he mumbled these words with a quiet voice, a shakiness in it. He couldn't even look at him anymore, because while he himself was hurting he was also aware of the hurt he put the other through. There were a few moments of silence before he spoke once again, knees nearly giving in as he said the words. "I'm really sorry, Ren."

@✵ maekawa isekai〘ᴋɪᴏɴ〙ᵗʳᵃⁱⁿᵉᵉ //looks around as I sneak inside the male trainee dorm, knowing that I'll be screwed if anyone finds out I'm here. Knocking impatiently at the door, hoping that you will be the one who actually open the door//
Isekai!

@✵ hayashi-lin ren〘ᴢᴇʀᴏ〙ᵗʳᵃⁱⁿᵉᵉ A shaky breath left Kamrin's lips after a while as he tried to compose himself. He could tell that the other wasn't happy with his response, and also knew the lie that had been spoken to him. Just because he threw away the letters and didn't reply, didn't mean he hadn't read any of them before doing so. In fact, reading them was exactly why he would end up throwing them away. The one time he'd mustered up the courage to try writing a letter in response, he ended up crying like a little baby even though his parents would yell at him for doing such a thing. And so, throwing them away had just been the easiest thing for him to do. Of course, looking back it was something he regretted. He did wish he could read some of them again, or at all, and understand his childhood friend even a little bit more. "Yea... Maybe," he finally said, another small sigh leaving his lips.

"No.. I'm not mad, I- what.." At this point his hands were shaking, but he caught the water and simply set it down, shaking his head. "I'm not gonna cry. Besides, who am I to care? Why- why should I care if you dated girls before, huh? We... We don't even really know each other anymore, do we?" There was a sharpness in his tone as he said these words and when they left his lips, he did regret them. Unfortunately, this wasn't a text conversation. He couldn't take back or delete any words and rephrase things. He couldn't add a little emoji to lighten the mood. Not that he would have in the first place.

@✵ hayashi-lin ren〘ᴢᴇʀᴏ〙ᵗʳᵃⁱⁿᵉᵉ "You had an entire monologue moment what do you mean never-" he sighed before he could continue, the pause between his words lasting for a few moments. Kamrin was slow to, but he turned to face the other once more, head lifted just enough for his eyes to meet Ren's. 'Stupid smirk, stupid hair, stupid ear...' he was thinking all these things but it didn't change the look of frustration on his face covered by that annoying reddish shade. "Who are you to talk about what is and isn't polite? I..."

It was as if he couldn't finish a single sentence, speaking only in fragments. This was something he figured he would attribute to the shock of seeing someone after so many years without contact. But the mention of the letters he'd received and simply trashed out of immature pettiness had him clearing his throat and averting eye contact once more. "I didn't receive any letters or post cards or anything... I don't know what you're talking about..." And he paused again, having to actually think about what he was asked. Why was he mad? He didn't know. He didn't have a reason. After all, they were kids when Ren left. In fact, he should have been thrilled to reunite with him. And maybe he was, but was stubborn so much so that he didn't want to admit it. He really was too petty.

"I'm not mad," he snapped finally, tone a little feistier than he'd intended. Thinking about it his intention was to speak softly when saying this, but as it left his lips it was quite the opposite. If anything, it only made him seem even more angry. "And- and why are you bringing up dating girls?? Is this cause of what I said two seconds ago? You really are something, Ren..." Of course, he thought to himself. Of course he was snapping and couldn't even let himself be open- honest about how he felt. And the more frustrated he grew, mostly at himself, the more visible the slight glossiness in his eyes became.

@✵ hayashi-lin ren〘ᴢᴇʀᴏ〙ᵗʳᵃⁱⁿᵉᵉ He couldn't help the slight, or rather, the general shock that came with Ren's narration. While on one hand, Kamrin was glad that he wasn't just talking to some random trainee he hadn't met yet, he was also having a hard time processing everything. A slight warmth filled his chest, but his throat felt tight, and he didn't entirely process it but his expression was twisting into one that displayed very clearly his mix of emotions. Confusion, relief, but also a massive hint of something that made it very clear he was judging the other.

"What are you, an anime protagonist? I..." He paused, speechless for a moment. And after taking in a long breath, then letting it out, he finally collected himself. "You are such an , you know that?? Why are you talking about me like that? Something special to you? Why'd you say that like I used to be your girlfriend!" Although he could have brought up older memories and had a sentimental moment, thinking of and understanding just how the other's parents were, this part really seemed to have caught him more off guard than the rest of it. And his face being beet red from embarrassment only further showed that as he spun around, refusing to look at Ren at this point.

@✵ hayashi-lin ren〘ᴢᴇʀᴏ〙ᵗʳᵃⁱⁿᵉᵉ After locating the direction he'd heard a response coming from he paused. Maybe he thought think this over, he wondered, but he knew he'd still probably go find the one who'd somehow managed to get his number and bother him even after so many years of not speaking to each other. Something such as that created a mix of emotions in him, and he really wasn't even entirely sure if the person he was actually talking to was Ren. Of course, he had hoped deep down that it was which in turn had him save the contact in the way he did, regardless of how snappy he still was with his responses.

"That had to be him... right..?" Kamrin mumbled this to himself, voice barely even audible in his own ears. Hearing something like "Who's there" definitely didn't have him feeling fully confident. Maybe he'd walk in and it would be some random person. Maybe he was being lied to when Ren told him he was in the dorm. Even just those doubts seemed to have his stomach tying in knots as he finally began moving his feet again, pushing the door he'd determined was hiding the location of the other open without warning and taking a few moments to simply stare at this person calculatingly- doing his best to process the appearance in comparison of that which he remembered from his childhood best friend. And still, he wasn't really sure. "What's your name?"

@✵ hayashi-lin ren〘ᴢᴇʀᴏ〙ᵗʳᵃⁱⁿᵉᵉ He wasn't sure exactly sure how he should interpret Ren's last text to him, staring at the message as he walked through the building to get to the dorms. It had been a long time since they'd spoken to each other, so perhaps Kamrin's half joking, rude form of humor wasn't exactly something the other was used to? He didn't know, and even if he didn't want to care he still did. Thoughts regarding this seemed to circulate through his mind even after he placed his phone back in his pocket and focused better on where he was going, brows furrowed slightly. "Hello, ah.. Ren..?" he mumbled as he pushed the door to the dorm open, glancing around with the slightest of frowns still formed from his lips.