Sounds from the television fill up the room, along with frustrated grunts and button mashing. Jisung mumbles to himself as his eyes are fixated on his game; completely concentrated. He's pretty lucky to be sharing a dorm room with his best friend because he knows anyone else would've requested a room transfer by now. That and some other people might get frustrated with his lackluster attitude toward not having a real major. He's taking psychology and music but that's it. He's always had an interest in both but never really explored the first until he got into college. Music, on the other hand, has been a lifetime love of his.
The student doesn't bother looking over when the door opens and closes. The footsteps of his roommate and best friend are approaching after seeming to drop something. "Hey, lazy. Are you gonna sit on your ass all day?"
"I didn't just sit here," Jisung argues. "I was standing earlier."
"Oh my god."
"Relax, Felix. I've only been playing for five hours."
"Ohh, wow. That makes me feel SO much better; when was the last time your lazy ass got up and actually went for a walk? Huh?" He asks. "You need to exercise, dummy."
"Hey, I do get exercise!"
"Oh yeah?" Felix scoffs in disbelief. "Like what?"
Jisung purses his lips. "I mean...I play plenty of, you know, Beat Saber? And I...jog?"
His friend steps between Jisung and the screen, now blocking his few. He cocks a brow and puts his hands on his hips. He looks up at the blonde's pouty face; freckles and all. "Walking to the park, sitting on a bench, and playing Pokemon on your switch isn't jogging!"
"But there's this great place nearby for snacks and I...jog over to it sometimes? Instead of walking?" He offers, cringing a bit at his stupid excuses. He lets out a sigh as he sets his controller down. "Okay, fine. What's your point, Lix?"
The blonde grins and grabs onto Jisung's wrists, forcing him to stand; despite the other boy's groans. "This year, I'm not gonna let you just sit on your butt. You're gonna sign up for a dance class with me."
Jisung stares at him in disbelief. "You're kidding."
"Come on! It'll be so easy!" Felix encourages, suddenly switchhing to his Australian English. He's the one who has originally taught Jisung English when they met during their freshman year of high school. The Australian transfer student had helped stand up to him against some bullies and they've been friends since; despite their contrasting personalities. Felix is much louder and more outgoing than Jisung. He supposes this is what people mean when an extrovert adopts an introvert. It's not really even that he's that much of an introvert. Like his friend says, he's the most "Extroverted introvert" he's ever met.
"But my anxiety..."
"I know, I know! But it'll only be a class of seven if you join. So it's not a big crowd, right?" he tries to clarify. "And I know a couple of the guys there."
