Wooyoung, a 17 year old, has a lot on his plate and struggles to deal with to fathom the complicated idea of falling in love.
San seems to have everything under control. He has a loving family, good friends and is happy with life. Except for the fa...
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*･゜ﾟ･**･゜ﾟ･*
SAN
"That's odd.", San told Hongjoong after walking into Meraki, "He usually works on Saturdays."
As the friend he was, San decided to bring Hongjoong to the cafe Wooyoung worked in. After both him and Seonghwa disappeared the previous night, Hongjoong had been raging. So to help him feel better he thought it would've been nice to bring him to his crush's work place.
But he wasn't there.
San was disappointed. He watched Hongjoong get his drink from the counter and return back. Just as he was about to leave, he spotted a familair black curls sitting at one of the tables. She had her attention focused on a sketch book in front of her, drink not even half way gone and her ears blocked with her giant headphones.
San's face brightened as he grabbed Hongjoong and went up to the junior. He stood behind her for a bit, peering over her shoulder and staring at what she was drawing. It was just a simple sketch of what looked like a portrait of someone. But it was really pretty.
"You're good."
She freaked out, swiftly turning around and aiming her mechanical pencil at the one behind her. That was before San grabbed her hand before any damage was done. She looked at him and her shoulder fell in relief.
She took her headphones off, "Never try that again. You scared the shit out of me."
San chuckled, "How did you hear me though?"
"When you're standing right behind me I think your voice would be loud and clear. Don't you think?"
San nodded, choosing to sit next to her, "I brought a friend. Wasn't expecting to see you here. This is Hongjoong.", she smiled at him, "What are you up to?"
Yeseul sighed, "An art project I was doing a mini plan on. It's meant to be either a self portrait or someone else as an inspiration. I just got a picture of a random person off Pinterest. I could sketch you instead.", Yeseul placed her chin on her interlocked fingers, her head turning on one side.
"That's embarrassing.", San blushed, "Having someone else sketch my face?"
"I mean... we can just see how it goes."
Hongjoong was watching the discourse between them, not speaking once.
