Nana's Office

@Bomi hello there, you came in time for your schedule. Can I know what's your first name? *smiles*

@nana annyeong!!

@Nana I'm sorry...I-I went to sleep early yesterday...Yes I came for schedules but then...I kind of...

hi!

@Nana ()haha fineee then, it happens sometimes

@Yuri *smiles* what's your name, dear? *place my fingers on the keyboard, waiting for a name*

@Nana Yes.. Yiiieeee.. I'm so excited! /smiles wide/

@Irene ( lol my phone. Lolol )

@Bom *waves* annyeonghaseyo. *eyesmiles* you're here for the schedule as well right?

@Yuri hello *smiles* you're here for your schedule, correct? *tilts head*

@Nana Annyeong!! /bows/

@Nana Anneyong!

@Nana hi there nana!! /smiles and waves

@Nana () is it my fault or your phone's? Lol

( lol at the same time xD I'm on my mobile, so blame on the mobiles )

()mine too! Lol

( lol what the.. I accidentally delete my own post LOL )

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@Irene *looks at you* ah hello there. May I help you, dear? *smiles*

@Nana- hello!

@Nana Excuseme~

@Kai ( sorry for the bit late reply )

*bites my pencil a bit while thinking of this paper form to fill*
*stretching my arms up in boredom, my arms on my table*
*blinks softly as I hear a knock on the door and clears throat*
Come in!
*placing my paper works on the side and smiles kindly once I see you*
Hello there student, you came for your schedule. May I know your name?
*placing my fingers on the keyboard and looks at you waiting for your name*

Jongin's hand pressed firmly against the glass door, a soft and very small tilde wave of vibration that had him lifting his hand simultaneously while glancing around, hopefully in a non suspicious way, considering it would be his first and last time coming to such an office. He wasn't exactly nervous, rather, he was shy and timid about the school year and although his parents had showered him with his more than daily affection and had soothed him, his nerves became riled the moment his feet touched school grounds. His heart had been beating erratically, and it hadn't calmed since.

His knuckles brushed softly against the door once more except the sound vibrating off of it may have come out louder than intended send he stepped back, eyes falling before rising to the way embarrassment built up in his body, simply because he felt dude for knocking too loud. His family and himself, quite quiet people, weren't so brash and straightforward, and often at times he had gotten in trouble for closing the door too loudly, waking his dogs. He watched the door, albeit trying not to, he listened for any sound or sign of anyone on the other side of the door. His other hand momentarily brushed the blond streaks, thin and soft like silk that moved back into place after he had burbles it thoroughly, neatly until his fingers grew tired of the same feeling. He began to pat down his white shirt, no wrinkles but signs that it had been bought just a day before, and a new 'fresh' smell to the shampoo he had just bought earlier that night. It might have been school, but his parents were strict on his appearance.

Jongin worried about the school year.. who he would meet, friends send family and how they'd coexist in his future. Now that he stood, face to face with a door that would decide his fate in the school year, he wondered for more than half a second, what he was going to do. Albeit coming into a nervous state, and although he himself turned out to be very successful in communication with others, he was an odd-one-out when he grew shy towards others, and suddenly academic life became stronger than the feeling for affection from others. Like a child, albeit differently, making everyone happy seemed to be his main occupation.

He waited, silently, pressing his heels into the floor with his expensive red converse while he rocked back and forth on his feet, a fast beat temp playing in his head.