Hyun Seok
Hyun Seok placed his bags on the mattress that was large enough to comfortably sleep on, he noted, as he walked in, choosing some random door that upon opening, had nothing inside as far as he could see. He inspected it further, and finding no traces of anyone moving in, he began to take off his jacket and the hoodie underneath, tossing it gently onto the mattress as well, careful to not let it wrinkle.
He was wearing a thin clothed, long sleeved baggy black shirt that was loose on his arms, and was beginning to unzip the bag that contained of his tightly packed things when he heard a voice. He turned to look at the two who decided to appear in the framing of his doorway. Oh. The red head from earlier, and the blonde, Ren. He had a suspecting feeling that they weren't naturally colored.
He bit down on his lip sadly as he leaned on the wall, watching Hara bow politely. “Hello, I am sorry, I didn’t introduce myself. I am Harahiku, one of your dorm mates.” He smiled casting a shy glance at Ren who pouted silently.
"Hm." Hyun Seok made a noise of acknowledgement. "It was rude, but it's alright," he said coldly in that dead panned voice of his, despite the nice, charismatic smile he held as he spoke. "I suppose that you had other things to think about." He bowed as well, standing straight as he had to repeat his introduction. "Nice to meet you, I'm Park Hyun Seok."
There's a sudden rap at the door that can be clearly heard. He felt slightly displeased to be surrounded by so many people already, but it came up blankly on his face. There's more of them?
Hyun Seok placed his bags on the mattress that was large enough to comfortably sleep on, he noted, as he walked in, choosing some random door that upon opening, had nothing inside as far as he could see. He inspected it further, and finding no traces of anyone moving in, he began to take off his jacket and the hoodie underneath, tossing it gently onto the mattress as well, careful to not let it wrinkle.
He was wearing a thin clothed, long sleeved baggy black shirt that was loose on his arms, and was beginning to unzip the bag that contained of his tightly packed things when he heard a voice. He turned to look at the two who decided to appear in the framing of his doorway. Oh. The red head from earlier, and the blonde, Ren. He had a suspecting feeling that they weren't naturally colored.
He bit down on his lip sadly as he leaned on the wall, watching Hara bow politely. “Hello, I am sorry, I didn’t introduce myself. I am Harahiku, one of your dorm mates.” He smiled casting a shy glance at Ren who pouted silently.
"Hm." Hyun Seok made a noise of acknowledgement. "It was rude, but it's alright," he said coldly in that dead panned voice of his, despite the nice, charismatic smile he held as he spoke. "I suppose that you had other things to think about." He bowed as well, standing straight as he had to repeat his introduction. "Nice to meet you, I'm Park Hyun Seok."
There's a sudden rap at the door that can be clearly heard. He felt slightly displeased to be surrounded by so many people already, but it came up blankly on his face. There's more of them?
Park Yong Hee
“Yes my brother Ren, though most think he is a girl. We look alike, and could switch places if we tried.” She giggled thinking about her sibling. Yong Hee looked upward slightly trying to imagine such a person. It made her head ache slightly trying to imagine, as whatever she tried to see turned out odd or just.. wrong. “He is the only real family I have left or know about so we are stuck like glue. Though it seems lately we have grown apart... Do you have any siblings?”
Yong Hee whipped her head to the side where Isabella stood. Isabella nodded happily. "Yes, I have a younger brother. He's 13... I think," she smiled.
Yong Hee could feel the tears coming to her eyes in joy as she felt the excitement slow down a bit, and smiled widely as she could just feel the ecstacy of making friends - very cute ones, at that - overfill her with an free expression of pure happiness.
“Yes my brother Ren, though most think he is a girl. We look alike, and could switch places if we tried.” She giggled thinking about her sibling. Yong Hee looked upward slightly trying to imagine such a person. It made her head ache slightly trying to imagine, as whatever she tried to see turned out odd or just.. wrong. “He is the only real family I have left or know about so we are stuck like glue. Though it seems lately we have grown apart... Do you have any siblings?”
Yong Hee whipped her head to the side where Isabella stood. Isabella nodded happily. "Yes, I have a younger brother. He's 13... I think," she smiled.
Yong Hee could feel the tears coming to her eyes in joy as she felt the excitement slow down a bit, and smiled widely as she could just feel the ecstacy of making friends - very cute ones, at that - overfill her with an free expression of pure happiness.