All Jongdae could hear is laughter through out the halls and it wasn’t just laughter of happy teenagers but it was more like the laughter of amused teenagers. His hair was messy and sticking out in every direction possible, his metal braces stuck to a string of his cardigan. He always hated this feeling of being a wallflower.
Jongdae stops from getting lost into his thoughts, running as fast as he could to the convenient shop next to his private school. His long fingers curl into his loose slacks, loud pants leaves his rosy, moist lips ” M-Maybe tomorrow w-will be better !
Jongdae sat at his desk, staring blankly at his phone that was getting some harassing text messages, trying to blink tears away from his already red eyes. He starts to feel tears rolling down his frustrated red cheeks
@dxvabyun: /she smiles and bows a little at the guy in front of him; I am Suzy! Nice to meet you Baekhyun! How are you?
The pleasure’s all mine! [‘smiles wider] I’m very fine indeed, thank you! And how are you, beautiful?
I am doing great. /smiles; So Baekhyun-sshi, what makes you go on this side of the street in Seoul? Are you going to do some clothing shopping as well?
/chuckles; Then you all have the handsome and cool vibes because of Mr. Mr!
I— {`chuckles} Handsome and cool vibes, i guess that’s fair enough. You get to be the sexy one tho. I gotta admit, hush hush was the bomb.
Should i say Justin Timberlake then because Mr. Mr is so handsome, cool and hot. /laughs; But still, you girls are like the Dancing Queens of Asia! /grins; So i guess I’ll stick with Shakira. /nods;
I’m almost never serious, and I’m always too serious. Too deep, too shallow. Too sensitive, too cold hearted. I’m like a collection of paradoxes. —Ferdinand von Schrubentaufft (via jihoxrat)
