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 Posted: Wed Nov 18, 2015 3:59 pm
"Netflix and chill?"
Somehow a ******** triple dorm Room
Occupied by: Lee Ji Eun, Jeong Yohan & Bon-Hwa
Everything has its place in Ji's world and you're probably not in it unless you're Woori, Sang, or Yohan. She keeps the door open but you should ask before you walk in. Has a projector that she turns to play video games on and play movies on as well. Ji sleeps on the bottom bunk because she likes the security and Yohan insisted that he top so... Hwa sleeps in the bed off to the side because he needs the space.
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Posted: Sun Nov 22, 2015 8:52 pm
 Bon-Hwa nodded to Salt as she set up the time and place. Silently, he watched her as she went along with her life, humming. He couldn't stop himself from smiling. Humming was something he has always liked, whether or not he was the one doing it. Oh, yes, he must write himself a reminder as well. He lifted the cover of his agenda to arrive at the first page once again, scribbling down the plans. At noon... He wasn't going to eat that day anyhow. When Salt suggested that she show him the route to the school's library, he waved his hand in refusal. ❝Ah... no, no... I can read map well.❞ He gave a nice grin in return as a way of showing good etiquette. As Salt filed her syllabus away, Bon-Hwa proceeded to tuck his own into his agenda. This made certain that he would remember to purchase the needed materials when he checked his assignments.
When she turned her attention back to the professor and began taking notes, he wondered whether he should do the same. The information could very well be important and aid in writing the essays. It was Mr. Ishiin's rhetorical question that made it certain in his mind that notes would be quite favorable. Shuffling through the stacks of his books, Bon-Hwa slid his spiral before him and flipped to the page directly after the table of contents (he had filled it in a few days previous). Titling it ❝Fiction❞, he continued on to jot down all the professor's words that seemed critical. Absorbed in Mr. Ishiin's brilliance, his mind lagged a bit when the man abruptly dismissed the class. Gathering everything in his arms as the others began rushing out, Bon-Hwa watched Salt speak with the professor. The man seemed pleased with her enthusiasm and expertise. It must be nice, knowing so very much. Just as Bon-Hwa was slipping his pencil into the metal spiral of his notebook, Salt returned, murmuring about what she should wear. He never understood why people usually fussed about what to wear on outings. Shouldn't it be simple? ❝... Um... Just... wear what you likes...❞ Similar to how Salt had done in the past, he offered a small smile accompanied by a gentle wave goodbye. Carrying his books in one hand and his jacket and chains over his shoulder, he exited the lecture hall.
Now that his first class was over, Bon-Hwa must make his way to the next room to make certain he wouldn't be nearly late again. That nearly killed him. Pulling out the map from his pants pocket, he searched for the room number, peering up from it every so often so that he'd know he was walking in the right direction. Just as he rounded a corner, he caught sight of a bright piece of paper taped to the corridor wall. Intrigued, he approached it and looked it over along with a few other students. It was a calendar sporting the dates and events of each day. What struck Bon-Hwa as odd was that today read,
❝The school year is just beginning.
Students are arriving at school and getting settled in their new home.
Teachers should be preparing for classes, which start tomorrow.❞
But didn't he just come from Mr. Ishiin's class? He pondered it as the student beside him scoffed, exclaiming, ❝What a d*ck! Professor Ishiin started class a day early! And I could have stayed in my dorm room, watching anime.❞ Well, yes, this was true; however, Bon-Hwa didn't share the young man's passion. The fact was merely something he registered in his mind but soon forgot. At least he could start working and have little interruptions, for there were no other classes that day.
Unlocking the door to his dorm, he entered cautiously in the circumstance there would be another person there. Breathing in relief when he found the room still empty, he took a seat at the desk closest in distance to the large, single bed. He spread his notebooks on the desk and reviewed his homework list, paying great heed to where he placed the syllabus. Pulling out a few sheets of paper and his pencil, he began to write the first essay. Did he forget a step? Was not brainstorming a recommended coarse of action? He had tried that method before; it may work for others but it simply wastes his time and slows him down. If only he had enough money to purchase a laptop... Writing would prove to be much easier with the programs.
❝Korean❞; ❝Cantonese❞;
❝Japanese❞; ❝English❞; ❝NPC❞
Where : Ashwood - 203xxxx
With : No onexxxx
Wearing : Casualxxxx
HP : 100/100xxxx
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Posted: Fri Nov 27, 2015 4:38 pm
→ Yo Han had been surprisingly tight-lipped about his dorm assignment. Ji didn’t like that one bit. It made her feel as if he was up to something. She wasn’t quite sure what it could be but she really didn’t have the time to focus on that at the moment. The squad arrived in front of the dorms. Ashwood. Hm. It was much more impressive that Ji thought it would be. But really, what was the female expecting from a college dorm. Graffiti on the walls and maybe a random fire outside? Just thinking about the species that attended the school, such a vision wouldn’t have been too outlandish. “Ah, I guess we should sign in.” Ji muttered, shuffling to the front desk of the dorm. “Welcome!” A friendly face greeted the group. “I just need to check in. Room 203.” Ji reached into her bag searching for her room assignment card, handing it to the cheery female. “Oh, yes. One of your roommates is already there. It looks like you’ll be living with Jeong Yo Han and Bon…Hwa?” the woman looked to Ji for confirmation of the pronunciation.
→ She froze. What?! She couldn’t have said that right. How could this be possible? She requested a single! She called the housing office and they said she would surely be assigned the open one. “I just called housing yesterday and was told I’d be in a single, are you sure that’s correct?” She craned her neck over the counter, attempting to see the RA’s notes. Ji reached out to the bassist, pointing to the paper. “You knew!” she wasn’t angry. Maybe Yo Han just wanted it to be a surprise. This is why he wouldn’t tell her! He was her roommate along with Hwa.
→ “Wait, how does that work?” Ji asked, taking the keys from the woman. “I thought only two students could be in each room?” She eyed the woman, watching as she attempted to formulate a response. “You know what, I really don’t even care that much. This is Yo Han so I guess he can check in right now too.” She shuffled behind him, leaning her head against the boy. “Something doesn’t want us to be apart.” Ji seemed to chuckle as she took a hold of her bag. “I guess we should head up there together then, yeah?” she shrugged, grabbing the male’s bags as well making her way towards the elevator. “You better hurry up or I’ll leave you behind down here” she tapped the up button, watching as the doors slide open. She immediately stepped inside, holding the door open to wait for the giant. She really didn’t have the energy in her to fight having him as a dorm mate. At least she’d have Hwa to help keep him in check… but, now there was a matter of figuring out how all of them would fit in this room.
TIMESKIP
→ She pushed open to door to dorm room, pointing to the roommate already seated inside. “HWA!” She called out, slinging her bag on the bottom bunk bed. “How did we end up rooming with one another?” Ji laughed, climbing up to the top bunk. She really wasn’t sure which bed she wanted so for now she would claim both of them. “Ah, there aren’t even 3 beds in here.” She huffed looking down at the rest of the room. “I guess we’ll have to share a bunk, Hwa.” she jested, letting her legs hang off the end of the bed. “So, the first order of business should be getting another bed… or a couch.” Ji was just thinking aloud now. How would the team even go about procuring one? Places like this didn't just have extra bed lying about, did they?
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Posted: Fri Nov 27, 2015 7:25 pm
Calligraphy flew across the notebook paper, the words pouring out of his mind, through his hand, and arrived at the paper. The assignments were chipped down, page by page, and he became ever so closer to the finish line. By the time he had set the last page of the second essay aside, his train of thought was completely out of fuel. He sat there, tapping his pencil as he dug through his brain for more ideas. This was his third essay! Bon-Hwa could very well finish everything today! He pondered it long and hard, desperate for a solution. How wonderful it would be if he no longer had to stress about them? Hours passed, his eyes stinging with every blink. Ah... What do I do..? Sighing, he re-positioned himself, preparing for another few hours of intense focus and thought.
xxxx▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ T I M E S K I P ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬
Bon-Hwa's head dipped, his eyes heavy. It's amazing how hours of work can tire someone out so. Just as his lids nearly closed, two students burst into the room, hollering and whatnot. The abruptness of their entry threw him out of his chair as he yelped something in Cantonese, his pencil flying behind him. His popped up from the floor on his elbows wide-eyed and gasping for breath. People at Ashhaven sure did know how to surprise him. Suddenly, he realized who they were: his old friends, Ji and Yo Han. A warm smile spread across his lips as he switched languages from English to Korean. ❝... I didn't know you guys went here... Wait... I thought I could only have one roommate... Ah... It's fine, I think...❞ It was refreshing to speak in a more comfortable way, especially since everyone could understand what he was saying. Yawning, he laid back down. Wow. It really did seem like there was no energy left. When Ji commented on the absence of the third bed, he murmured in agreement. Where were they going to get an extra? He wondered for a moment before giving it up. He was sure they'd find a way. Bon-Hwa curled into a loose ball as he began to feel cold. Maybe he could just finish the essay tomorrow? Yes, that's what he'll do... Who knew the floor could be so cozy? He closed his eyes, content with his decision.
A few minutes passed; however, all he could think about was his homework. Ah, it was gnawing at him, urging him, begging him. At last, he couldn't handle being idle any longer. He swiped the pencil and rose to his feet, determined to finish it by the event. Glancing at the clock, he panicked inside. He had only fifty minutes to write! Not to mention changing clothes! Stressed, he blew air out of pursed lips. Holding his cheek with his free hand, he began to tap the lead on the desk. His entire body jolted as a bright thought came to him, and he leaned forward. Furiously, he scribbled everything down, putting aside pages before the idea escaped him. In no less than forty minutes, everything was completed. Only ten minutes left! He rushed to his pack and yanked it open, pulling out his formal attire. It didn't exactly fit with the cocktail party dress code and it was a bit gothic, but it was better than any of his other clothes. Scrambling, he swapped the pants he was wearing with the new ones. Not checking to see if Ji was still in the room, he tore off his button-up shirt, revealing his chiseled muscles. He didn't even notice some of the staff had brought and placed a new bed in the room. Of course, his abs weren't exposed for long as Bon-Hwa continued to dress himself. The final touch: all the shiny jewelry. He wasn't sure what he should have done with them anyhow; therefore, he packed them. Clipping the chain to his pants, he buckled up his boots and slipped into his coat. He hoped he wouldn't stand out too much. Thus far, none of his fans seemed to recognize him, what with his different hair color; however, in a large gathering such as this, people who knew So4ring were sure to be there. And after his homework, he wasn't exactly itching to sign autographs. ❝Okay... I'm ready... Should we go..?❞
❝Korean❞; ❝Cantonese❞;
❝Japanese❞; ❝English❞; ❝NPC❞
Where : Ashwood - 203xxxx
With : Yo Han, Jixxxx
Wearing : FormalxxxxHP : 100/100xxxx
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Posted: Fri Dec 11, 2015 11:55 am
 Before the event had even started there had been some middle-school-aged girls coming up to Bon-Hwa, asking him for an autograph. YoHan looked around Ji and walked right up to them, towering over them. He smiled at them. "You guys want my autograph, too, don't you?" He asked them with a huge grin, not realizing that he was scaring them just slightly. One of the girls whispered something into the other's ear and they nervously giggled before brightening up again whenever Bon-Hwa had finished his signing. The girls quickly bowed and told Bon-Hwa that they loved him before running off, squealing. Yohan just stood there for a moment as he stared off at the girls. "What the ********>!" He whined as he wrapped his arms around Bon-Hwa's shoulders, moving him around some while the trio continued to walk towards the event's gate. "Tell me I'm popular, too." He added in as they were greeted at the door, the staff member looked at YoHan as he clung onto Bon-Hwa and he grinned, letting go only to feel Ji's arm around his. He could've just melted. He frowned just a bit as she wrapped her other arm around Bon-Hwa's arm but he walked closer to Ji so that he could put down his dominance over his woman.
During the event, they had met up with Emi and Woori and even Sang. He was definitely surprised to see Sangissi at the event and the guy looked even more surprised that he was here, too. Still such a big fan of KINGS of Fortune, YoHan opened his mouth to ask why Sangissi had quit being an idol. He got stares from Ji and Woori, he could definitely feel those, but he ignored them and just wanted to know the real answer to the quesiton that everybody back at home had been asking but it was completely blown off by conversation. He had to hand it to the guy, though, for expertly evading his question like that. You could tell that the guy was used to papparazzi. While Sangissi talked to Ji, and out of the corner of his eye YoHan had been staring to make sure that the guy wasn't putting the moves on his girl, YoHan played with Emi, trying out all of the food like the fatasses they were. YoHan thought that the setup of the place was pretty banging and it reminded him of one of the award shows that the idols had attended. Of course there weren't nearly this much food. Scanning the food selections, YoHan saw some of the most strangest things there. He laughed like a kid in a candy store as he would point them out to Bon-Hwa and Emi. "Hey, I dare you to eat that." He would often say as he piled them onto a plate that he dragged around. He didn't understand all of the weird things (there was some actual blood there and raw, too) but YoHan wasn't all too picky so he tried as many things as he could before Ji stepped in and stopped him basically saying to him that his a** would like what he was putting into his mouth. wiggles eyebrows.
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YoHan had a great time at the event, meeting up with friends and bumping into newer friends but he was beyond exhausted. Sleep was the last thing that he wanted to do, though. "Let's stay up and have a party like when the tsunami hit." He suggested, remembering of the fun times that they had when the weak-water hit their side of Korea. He grabbed onto Emi and pulled her towards the roommate trio and even broke from the crowd to rest his head against Woori's. "Come play with us." He told her as he looked at Ji, pleading her, with his eyes, for permission to have a small party in their room.
[[ YoHan is now here in R1/2 ]]
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Posted: Sun Dec 13, 2015 5:32 pm
→ The meet & greet had hardly been eventful for the girl. Little middle schoolers rushing up and pestering Hwa for his autograph. She quickly released the boy, not wanting to get caught in any photos with him or Yo Han for that matter. The last thing she wanted was a scandal back home about how ‘L A V I S H leader enjoys night with members of SO4RING’. Ji shuttered a bit at the thought of it. Even being away from Korea there was always a chance to get caught in something as silly as that. It didn’t take long for the three of them to meet up with the other idol members. It was like they were drawn to one another. “Ah, I just can’t seem to break away from you all.” Ji laughed. She actually enjoyed her time with them; there were worse people that she could have been forced to spend time with.
→ Ji spent the majority of her time chatting with her number one lady, Woori. It was funny how good she was when large crowds of people were around. Hm, she could really use her smoozing skills when she needed to, that was for sure. The highlight of her evening was most definitely catching up with Sang. Ever since their episode of ‘We Got Married’ the girl couldn’t help but enjoy the small amounts of social interaction that she got to have with the male. They were few and far between but never a headache, not like some of the conversations she’d had with the other members of Kings. Ji had almost been tempted to ask why he’d left the group. No. That was a conversation for another time. “I’m surprised you came out. I thought you didn’t like dealing with commoners.” Ji said, looking up from her drink. It was obviously a joke although Sang had never really been one for conversation. She glanced down at her phone. It was starting to get late and with classes the next day she did not want to be tired for them. Maybe it was about time for her to ditch the event…
TIMESKIP
→ Yohan had somehow talked her into staying until the end of the event. In truth, she’d only stuck around for Woori’s sake. She was positive that the girl would end up choking someone out if someone didn’t keep an eye on her. And by someone she meant Yohan. It was only a matter of time before Woo lost it and put that boy to sleep. After prying the male away from all the free food the group shuffled back to the dorm.
“Let’s stay up and have a party like when the tsunami hit.”
→ He couldn’t be serious. Wait. He was 100% serious. She turned on her heels, opening her mouth to turn down the late night social interaction and scold the hell out of him only to be met with his pleading eyes. ********. She couldn’t say no to that face. Well she could but they shared a room and she was sure he'd b***h the rest of the night about it. He knew her weakness... Oh, but two could play at that game. “Aish, Oppa,” the girl began, returning his same pitiful, pleading look. Ji had already begun pulling the bobby pins from her hair, letting her high bun fall out. She sighed. ******** aegyo, this really wasn’t worth the battle anyway. This just meant YoHan would owe her later and she was all about collecting on favors. “Come on. And let Woo go.” she shook her head, swiping the key card before pushing the door open. “Somehow they put 3 of us in here.” Ji said quickly, trying to avoid any questions on the matter. She tossed her clutch onto the bed. “I guess now's a good time to show that I brought booze…” the girl knelt down, sliding a black container out from under her bed. She flipped off the lid revealing a few bottles of her favorite alcoholic beverages. “Whiskey, gin, and rum. Oh, and a bottle of red wine for anyone that wants to be extra classy.” she snickered, reaching for another container. “Grab a glass. The mini-fridge has mixers” Ji announced, motioning to the corner before uncorking the bottle of wine for herself. Of course that would be her choice of drink. I mean, she looked hella classy at the moment so why not keep that look going. On the down side, she'd have one hell of a hangover.
TIMESKIP
Ugh. Ji let out an aggravated groan, attempting to push her cover away from her. What the heck time was it? The girl sat up, pushing her hair from her face. Gosh. Freaking. Damnit. She immediately laid back down, muffling a squeak of pain. Yep. That's what a hangover felt like. Great, the first day of class and she was going to be fighting the after effects of partying. She grabbed a hold of one of the posts of the bunk bed, pulling herself to her feet. Ji paused for a moment, letting herself adjust before glancing over at Hwa's bed. Awwwww. Both of the boys had managed to curl up with one another. How precious. She seemed to crack a smile, moving to her dresser to grab clothing before heading off to the shower. At least she got to be the first one to get ready. She exited the bathroom, taking a long gulp from her glass of water. Ji reached for her sunglasses, slipping them onto her face before pulling back the curtains. "Let's go boys. First day." she announced, leaning up against the bunk bed, waiting for the boys to awake.
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Posted: Mon Jan 18, 2016 7:31 pm
 I've learned so much being ｌｏｎｅｌｙ .
xxxxxx “ T h e x s a d d e s t x t r u t h . ”
▔ ▫ ▫ ▫ 🔗
x but sometimes we have to pretend everything's okay ↷ .xxxxxxxxxxxx o. o. c. //; word count-xx
f. e. e. l. i. n. g. //; n/a
l. o. c. a. t. i. o. n. //; n/a xxxxxxxxxxxxxSalt Augustus
A small, dainty letter was slid underneath the door surrounded by a pink envelope labeled in perfect cursive, "Bon-Hwa." Inside the letter was similarly flawless penmanship. Stated inside was such:
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxAshwood Dorm #203
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxTuesday, August 29
Dear Bon-Hwa,
xxxxx Hello! How do you do? I hope everything has been well with you since the last time we spoke. I've written this letter to inform you of a few things. Firstly, I'd like to mention how wonderful it was to make your acquaintance. You seem like a truly lovely and pleasant person, Bon-Hwa. Unfortunately, a new schedule arrived for me and it appears that I no longer am enrolled in a literature class due to my chosen school major and professor. It is for that reason I wanted to know if you'd perhaps like to study together sometime? Though I may not take the class, I still enjoy writing very much and would love to study with you or maybe even assist you should you need it. We could exchange notes if needed, as well. You're a very kind individual, Bon-Hwa. I think little study sessions would be fun, wouldn't you agree?
Every day from seven o'clock am to twelve o'clock pm I am in the library. From then on, I attend class. In the evenings you may find me studying there or in my room as well. If you'd like to stop by and share some company, I believe that would be delightful. We could share a cup of tea, too. My dorm number is Ashwood #104. You can stop by whenever you want, if it's not too much of a bother. I look forward to speaking with you again.
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx Sincerely,
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxSalt Augustus
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