Seoho grumbles as he rolls to his other side. He lazily reaches out for the alarm that was going off at the moment, upon doing so he didn't notice that he was at the edge of the bed.
He yelped as he fell, his whole nervous system being awoken by the tremendous impact of his unintentional fall. "Ouch." He says quietly, rubbing his arm on which he landed on. He kneeled as he loomed over the nightstand, peeping at the time. 5:52, it read. Seoho's eyes scanned to look for his calendar, suddenly, it hit him in realization.
"Training. Today—" He hurriedly stood up, running over to his bathroom. Moments later he came out with brushing his teeth furiously, rushing over to his closet to pick out a presentable wardrobe to wear. Of course, he wanted to make a good impression of himself of his first meeting with them. Even if he admits that he could care less about this whole thing, he still wanted to act and look appropriate. He doesn't want to ruin his self image, after all.
As soon as he was satisfied about his chosen clothing, he stripped himself and started changing. He rushed to the bathroom once more to cleanse his mouth with water, almost tripping in the process. (And, if you're wondering— He already took a bath in advance before his alarm dinged. It's simply a part of his routine, really.)
Seoho begins to prepare his belongings, bringing a spare notebook and a pen. He also packed himself mints just in case, and of course his wallet, and water bottle. He glances at the side, before shrugging with a small grin.
He grabs Pepe and puts him inside before fully zipping his backpack. Standing up, he collects his phone and earbuds before leaving his apartment, making sure to lock the front door before leaving.
Seoho unconsciously gripped his bag's straps as he hesitantly sets off. As he walked down the familiar neighborhood, enjoying the display of the gloomy, dimmed weather. He also enjoyed the way a cold breeze gushes onto him, the overall atmosphere made him feel at peace, and somehow euphoric.
He stopped in his tracks, "Shit. I forgot the note." He internally panics, before shaking his head slightly. Seoho reminded himself that there was no need to make a fuss over a piece of paper, and surely, if he makes an effort he'll definitely remember it hence being an honor student.
He didn't get to eat breakfast before leaving, since he was such in a hurry. Seoho decides that stopping by a cafe wouldn't be a burden from his time-limit. He made sure to check his phone's in-made clock before entering.
He was glad that there were only a few individuals inside it's premises since it was early in the morning, and the standard waking time for civilians was around 8.
Seoho inhaled the fragrance of caffeine and several pastries, pleased with the scent of the cafe itself. He lines up once he made up his mind about his order. He even recited them mentally to be prepared for the real thing.
Once it was his turn, he stepped up and dictated his order. As soon as his name was being called, he took hold of his purchase before going back to his table, only to be caught off-guard when a shorter male stood in front of him.
He was about to mutter an apology for almost bumping onto the other when the male spoke intruded his thoughts.
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One of a kind.
Fanfiction- Lee Seoho, an academic overachiever. Who knew someone who excels in academics would be a terrible actor? Which is why he was assigned to train in TheatreUs, which were lead by individuals around his age. Will a group of teenagers help this anti-so...
