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JUWON  @yngjuwon ・ 3m ago

it’s as good as i remember it. if you’re looking for a trippy kinda movie with a good plot and keeps you on the edge, watch it. you won’t regret it. and frankly adam sandler’s acting on this is subpar to click and just go with it. big daddy still takes the crown as the best adam movie 👶🏻

JUWON  @yngjuwon ・ 2h ago

feel like i want to watch uncut gems again even though i know exactly how it’s going to end 

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[sgnjuwon]

hip hop, check. street dance, check. tango, check. ballroom dancing, che— ballroom dancing?! his head was quick to whip around, eyes quickly narrowing at their dance coach when they announced what kind of dancing they were doing today. and while pretty comfortable with most genres of dance, he can’t ever remember a time when they actually tackled ballroom dancing, even back during his undergrad years when he was more diligent in attendance. but ballroom dancing definitely hits home more, a genre he’s all too familiar with from a household of traditional grandparents back in jeju who enjoyed the simpler things in life: grilled barbeque for some dinner, topped with soju and some dancing. what kind of dancing? 

ballroom dancing, exactly. 

his body is already moving and grooving to the beat of the music as everyone scatters around to draw out their partners, small chuckles and playful antics bubbling through his movements as he plays around with a few friends. he’s on the other end of the system here and he’s waiting to be approached by whoever got unlucky with their pairings, twirling at his feet as he continues to bob his head in rhythm. and if it isn’t obvious enough, he’s ready to have some fun. 

˚ ✦ luck of the draw

a starter for @sgnjuwon !

     being in dance has been an experience unlike any other. it’s definitely tested her ability to move her body in ways that tumbling, gymnastics, and taekwondo never had. they’re tackling a different kind of dance today than the hip hop or contemporary that seems to be more common, and it’s one that sejeong has just as little experience with: ballroom dancing. the name sounds simple, but if there’s one thing sejeong has learned in the dance team, it’s that nothing is quite that simple. 

     to facilitate the ease of learning, they’re to draw partners, she hears, and she waits patiently for her name to be called so that she can go up to draw her assigned partner. she isn’t really sure how she feels about this — ballroom dancing is another ball park (her brother would have giggled) and she hopes that it’s something she can grasp. she also hopes that her partner is nice and won’t make her uncomfortable…

     she reaches in, pulls out a slip of paper, and unfolds it. “yang juwon,” she reads out in a soft but clear voice. it’s not a familiar name, and she scans the assorted students in front of her anxiously. 

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normally juwon would have already drowned himself by now with alcohol at parties like these. he’s never been the type shy of guy with drinking but when it came down to him being assigned to the music, count on him to take it highly seriously. and as notorious as the cinth members are for their woman catching skills, the musically driven member wouldn’t easily be caught approaching women at parties, specially those who he knows for sure he doesn’t have a chance with. he’s poor with mathematics and this he knows, the least he can do is calculate the risks he takes. 

advanced philosophy, second year grad student, two rows and one seat away from him. that’s where juwon knows her from. they’ve shared the same group for their mock debates for the past semester and he’s pretty certain that it’s the last summer party he’ll see her in, only because he knows that she graduates this fall. what he’s certain in is the fact that she probably doesn’t even know her name, only because it’s a subject he didn’t bother coining in any effort.

“an hour, more like it.” he admits sheepishly with a a small grin tugging at the corner of his lips. she’s way out of his league and a few years older too, and judging from the guys he’d seen her with, he definitely isn’t her type. and technically she isn’t either but she’s pretty and interesting enough for him to be intrigued. but the other does have a good point and he might as well let liquid courage to the job for him especially since it might be the last chance to do anything in regards to striking a conversation. with a blank stare for a few seconds at the bottle, he finally grabs it from the other’s hand, taking a long swing before nodding his head. “you’re right, you’re right. what am i even doing? fuck it— we’re going for it.” 

— through the night.

» @sgnjuwon

the cinths throw the best parties on campus. they owe it to their own desire for a good time — they’re not here to impress but first, to have fun themselves and that might just be their foolproof guide to putting together the best parties. alcohol? they have everything. from cheap beer to hard liquor, they weren’t kidding when they say you’ll get wasted. music? well, they have juwon. this needs no further explanation, his musical abilities are unrivalled, whether he’s busking on the quad or dj-ing at the cinth parties, he’ll always draw a crowd.

junhyung eyes the older behind the dj mixer. he had just finished a song and is putting on one of his trendy playlists as he takes a break. he follows his gaze, landing on a girl a distance away. a knowing smirk spreads across his face as he watches his friend gaze longingly at the girl. junhyung shakes his head, hopping off the counter top he was seated on, excusing himself from the group he was with and rolling up to juwon’s side with a bottle of vodka. “it’s been thirty minutes, hyung.” he points out, matter-of-factly, “you’ve been staring at her for thirty minutes now.”

he cocks a brow as he gestures towards the girl who had juwon’s undivided attention. “I can’t watch this go on for another minute.” he sighs, “why don’t you make your way over already? it’s about time you took a break and have some fun yourself.” he presses on, hoping to convince the older to approach the girl already. “I brought along some help.” he lifts the bottle of vodka in his hand, waving it lightly the air, “alcohol gives you courage.” he grins proudly, popping open the bottle, “and the only thing you lack right now is courage.”

[sgnjuwon]

* something special, 

there’s a certain coolness in the breeze during the event’s last evening that juwon didn’t expect so he’s glad he decided to bring the sweater he’s got. even now as the students huddle around the bonfine he feels a small shiver running down his spine, fingers tugging to pull the hood over his head before he tucks them into the warmth of its pockets. he usually likes to just follow whoever’s in front of him during events like these and the chances of him taking a seat next to his ex is probably slim. slim and yet the familiar scent consumes him, the very same one she used years back when they first started dating. which is amusing to him how he remembers, taking in the fact that it’s been forever since they actually last sat with each other this closely. 

“i should have known it was you.” he turns his head and smiles when he does confirm his assumptions, giving her a pat on the shoulder before noticing how cold the other is. “no sweater tonight?” 

@ninasgn​

[sgnjuwon]

* i see the light, 

“all those days watching from the windows. all those years outside looking in..” he isn’t much of a romantic comedy kind of guy although he does play his favorites every now and then. and while animated disney flicks Isn’t on his daily to go movies whenever he’s bored, he does occasionally check them out. and when he spotted a few of his buddies watching the movie tangled, he didn’t pass out the opportunity to sit down and munch on the caramel chocolate popcorn they offered. who says no to sweets and a good movie, right? but by now it’s pretty obvious that the songs are stuck in his head and this one in particular is the current one playing. 

what is it that they called this— last song syndrome, right? 

fingers trace the underside of the log he’s sitting on, eyes watching the bonfire as he continues to hum beneath his breath, unaware of the other sitting by; too distracted by the flames perhaps, with head empty of thoughts. “all that time never even knowing just how blind i’ve been.”

@yoori-sgn​

[sgnjuwon]

Mary Oliver, from “There you were, and it was like spring”, Red Bird

[sgnjuwon]

버닝 (2018) - Dir. Lee Chang-dong “Do you know Bushmen in the Kalahari Desert, Africa It is said that Bushmen have two types of hungry people. Hungry English is hunger, Little hungry and great hungry. Little hungry people are physically hungry, The great hungry is a person who is hungry for survival. Why do we live, What is the significance of living? People who are always looking for these answers. This kind of person is really hungry, They called the great hungry.”

[sgnjuwon]

another day another flawless dance routine was pulled off. today’s practice actually had juwon double checking his schedule for the dance studio he routinely works at and he’s not going to lie, he hasn’t been keeping up a whole lot due to the hectic schedules he’s had. but alas he’s more free now and if he isn’t scheduled for anything he really should give them a ring to at least let them know he’s available once more. 

saluting a few dance mates before heading out, juwon swiftly pulls his protein shake bottle out of the confines of his backpack, with his free hand tugging at the container of kimbap he had packed from earlier. he meant to eat it before practice or even during their break but he was so concentrated and lost in the heat of dancing that he didn’t even get a single chance to take it out— nor think about it for that matter. but it works out in his favor because now he gets to blend a nice cold shake for his aching muscles along with an entire case of rice rolls. and there’s nothing like good food after any sort of practice, whether it was boxing or swimming or dance. 

he quickly glances out a window while he stops by the water fountain along the way, humming the tune of the song they were working with not too long ago and all of a sudden, the loud rumbling crack of thunder startles him. he sighs beneath his breath, suddenly realizing something: that he had forgotten his umbrella back at his place. 

crap. the only time i check the weather app and still i forget it back home. 

he’s just gonna have to wait because there’s no way he’ll make a run two blocks to his car just so he can get home. besides, how long can the bad part of the storm be, right? cracking open his container, he pops a piece of his food right into his mouth and begins devouring it almost immediately, pushing through the double doors to exit. and just as he emerges out does he spot the other dance member, rubbing her stomach as she pouts outside at the weather. “hungry?” he queries and holds up the container, offering her some.  

stuck in the storm

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there was always some sort of satisfaction that she got just by learning something new (and actually understanding it unlike math class). there was also satisfaction when it came to completing something. for jinah, this satisfaction came when she got through dance practice. of course, there were a few things that she could work on, hence the term ‘practice’ but she thought she was alright. was she a fast learner? she wouldn’t say that she is - maybe she would consider herself somewhere in the middle. she’d leave that judgement up to whoever was paying attention to her today, so probably no one. 

placing her water bottle into her bag, she made sure that she had everything she needed before she placed her bag onto her shoulder, adjusting the strap, and started to make her way to the exit. from first examination, she could hear the rain outside and could tell that it was raining pretty heavily, as if the ocean had turned upside down all over them. she didn’t pay attention to any thunder…

that was until she had her hand on the door and the loudest BOOM erupted from the sky as well as a bright flash of light, causing her to let out a small squeal and cover her mouth, her eyes wide as she backed away. maybe he thought she needed to practice some more? she had no idea just how badly the storm was outside until she realized that she not only had no jacket, she had no umbrella and with the lightning like that, she was just putting herself in danger. her plans to shower, eat, and take a nap were officially postponed.

why? it was raining too heavily and storming way too much for her to go outside. that meant that until the storm subsided, she was stuck in here.

looking down at her stomach, she pouted and gently rubbed it. it didn’t help with how hungry she was in all honesty. she did have a few snacks in her bag but they were just what she called them - snacks. in her case, they were granola bars and a bottle of water.

“right. mother nature hates me…” she muttered, shaking her head as she looked outside.

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sgnxapryl​:

* body shots & table grooving , 

Cheers to the weekend! The mantra becoming something personal for the fashionable grad student. Apryl needs this, especially since as of late, the pressure from school has been mounting on the American born female. It’s almost enough to drive her crazy but somehow, Apryl has managed to stay sane thanks to late nights at the club, dancing and drinking her frustrations away. And Apryl is something of a regular at club Vera. VIP really. The blonde loving the atmosphere of the establishment besides, only the best of the best play their sets for the rather boisterous crowd.

The party never ends when she’s around. It’s very much true as Apryl grooves to the 808 beat that blares through the club’s speakers. She does a quick shuffle in her high heels before transitioning to a flawless pivot. Every move is effortless, Apryl captivating club goers and dancers around her. If she’s lucky, another video of her moves will go viral. As she moves, her eyes catch sight of a handsome male, leaning against her table. Guess he wants to dance too, she thinks, reaching for his hand. “Well don’t just stand there, get up here!”

surprise paints through the male’s features and he swears it’s apparent as soon as the invite is blurted out. he points to himself dumbstruck, a smile tugging at his lips before he shakes his head. if he’s caught up on the tables then what kinda trouble is he going to get from his manager? probably a lot. though the more the music gets louder and the closer it gets to the drop the more tempted he is. “you’re going to get me in trouble for that, you know.” he laughs, taking in another swig of his drink before setting the glass on top of the nearby counter. he was gonna be in trouble in deed but knowing juwon, it’s trouble he’d welcome, not mind one bit. 

“it’s kind of hard to say no though.” he admits out loud to her, finding himself climbing on top to join her in the narrowed space. his feet shifts so that he’s more centered with her, center of mass shifted so that the table’s more steady. her body is close to his now that he swears if it wasn’t so dark he’d be able to count every tiny freckle there might be on her flesh; and now that he’s in such close vicinity does he realize how familiar she looks, probably even a face he’s seen in the university grounds. “you come here often at vera?” 

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sgndanbi​:

* zzz: 3am shenanigans ,

there’s something about being in the library. there’s that stillness in the air that envelopes you, and the silence that amplifies every single sound around you, such that sounds which usually go undetected suddenly become so much more prominent. sounds like the shuffling of feet as people shamble around, the rustling of paper as students flip the pages on their bulky textbooks, and the occasional whispers that earn nothing but glares from the uptight crammers that desperately need the silence to facilitate their last minute studies. it’s almost like asmr of sorts, and while danbi is sure some people thrive off this sort of environment, or else the library wouldn’t be filled to the brim when exam season is around the corner, it just doesn’t do her any good. so really, the only reason she’s here is because juwon asked.

in fact, the languorous atmosphere in the library either makes her too restless or too sleepy. the last thing she remembers is the sound of her feet rapidly tapping a staccato rhythm against the floor (which does earn her the stink eye from a few of the people around her), before she drifted off into a slumber and a short, hazy dream ensues. in her dream, she’s not in the library at an unearthly hour. she’s at sowon district, going on a pub crawl with her friends and living it up, as opposed to reality, in which she’s currently dozing off in the library.

but a sudden voice sounds in her ears, snapping her out of her dream. ebony eyelashes flutter open at the interference, and danbi slowly sits up, rubbing the sleep from her eyes. her shoulders strain back and she stretches her arms upwards, relieving some of that stiffness from sleeping hunched over the table. danbi blinks at juwon and she takes time to register his words, her mind gradually coming to its senses. “3am? i could swear it was barely 12am when i closed my eyes.” she slumps over again and rests her cheek against the table, face turned towards juwon as brown eyes peer up at him and rosy lips form a tiny pout. “when will you be done?” the words are articulated in a soft, sleepy whine. she’s not complaining though, she was the one who agreed to come along on this study session after all, she’s just half-asleep still.

“i’m done so let’s go sleepy head.” he watches her finally pull herself up, catching gaze with her doe brown eyes while his lips purse together at the sight of her stretching, which he does mirror eventually. he flicks her forehead playfully while he cranes his neck from side to side, gathering his belongings and placing all of his notes back in place to the binder. “yeah, it’s already 3am. we were supposed to catch a late dinner too, damn.” though there isn’t probably anywhere else open but a few convenience stores and he’s lucky there’s one near his apartment along the way. and despite him rather getting an actual meal during exam week, it really isn’t gonna get better than prepped microwavable meals. better than nothing, right?

never the morning person yet he forces himself to wake up some more, beginning to tuck away more material to his backpack while simultaneously passing along the pens and highlighters he borrowed from her. the good thing about a female study buddy? they’ve got the entire coloring stack in their pencil case and he’s 99.9% sure they color their notes more than actually study it. its come handy for him at least and he smiles at the thought.

retracting a little to face her, he asks, “do you still want to grab food?” he doesn’t know if she’d be down for a late (or rather morning) run for snacks but it’s worth a shot. “there’s a 24/7 store that serves decent meals by my place, you can come by and eat with me and then i can take you home.” tapping his fingers against the table top while fishing his car keys out from his pockets he adds, “or if you’d rather get more sleep i can also take you back to your place now. just make sure to get something to eat or something when you’re more awake.”

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ninasgn​:

… ﹠ ♥︎    oh, tori had mentioned him being back. just - it had been a little bit too late and the face had been recognizeable. other than that, nina had been happily unknowing about the return of him. yet another bad habit picked up, she chewed at her lower lip, insecure and worried about what she should say and what possibly could have seemed accurate to splur out at the moment, before she admitted her defeat and shook her head. “she told me, but i had already seen you by then.” and by then, nina had been busy scolding her sister for not letting her know about his return sooner. traitors were found everywhere, huh? “she is a forgetful one at times!” she also assumed that tori had not really brought up the subject of nina to the male whenever their paths had been crossed. 

topic quickly changed, perhaps for the better. and she nodded her head, following along to what he was saying. “film production, huh? sounds interesting, you enrolled this year?” she asked, wondering for how long she had been missing out seeing him. and what it might have meant. sudden embarrassment flushed over her, and she released the necklace, nodding her head  - this time making sure that the eye contact between them is avoided at all costs. “y… yes! it is my lucky necklace, dumbo!”

juwon can only imagine what scolding and verbal beating tori had to take in from nina all due to him. and he can’t help but lowkey snicker at the thought since the two sisters bickering could either be the funniest thing or the most hated thing one can see. he imagines the two sisters fighting with the other probably holding the urge to drag her twin sister’s hair in public. that or she actually did in private. he wouldn’t be surprised to hear either one happening. small chuckles and a hand wrapping at the back of his nape, he replies, “yeah i haven’t really gotten around to ask more about you whenever i do run into her. figured it wasn’t really that appropriate so we just kept it to the occasional hi.”

honestly speaking he doesn’t even know why he’s explaining this to her. it’s not like it mattered now she’ll be bothered by it. but old habits die hard and he’s standing in front of her, all beauty and grace as she’s always been and he’s rambling off like he usually does. “did it really help you with your luck today though?” instead of turning this awkward and uncomfortable for the both of them, he’s making an attempt to making it a little casual, so he’s hoping it isn’t too casual for her liking. he’s not exactly sure how it works between ex couples, not to mention the fact that she was the one who broke up with him. “no no, you’re fine i just wasn’t expecting that you would have kept it. i don’t know, maybe you could’ve gotten another lucky necklace or something you know?

[sgnjuwon]

[sgnjuwon]

* a series of unfortunate blind dates ,  

sleep deprived and in dire need of coffee, that’s how juwon walks in to training gym with his shoulders slumped and a yawn falling off his lips. from finals to the three day camping retreat, he doesn’t think he’s quite caught up to fix his sleeping pattern yet and efforts being placed in midday naps certainly isn’t helping him. hands roam beneath the fabric of his shirt as he scratches at a specific spot on his side, lethargically slipping inside the gym. summer break’s finally began and though most students have either gone back home or on vacation, juwon’s flight back to jeju won’t be for another week and he’s just gonna have to do with some of the extracurricular activities he has to pass up time. surprisingly still plenty of students in the campus though, he’s thinking as he clocks in. 

he’d normally drop his stuff inside the locker room but he makes no effort in wasting time nor energy, immediately lured into the side of the boxing ring where the basket of new bandages and tapes are. reaches out for one as he spots jeonghwa getting out of the women’s locker room, an eyebrow arching in curiosity. “wasn’t expecting to see you around, taking summer classes or are you just passing some time before heading off somewhere?” there’s a small smile that tugs at his lips, saluting her as a greeting. least i get some company, he thinks. this is definitely better than not having anyone to talk to.  

@sgnjeonghwa​

[sgnjuwon]

* count on me, 

if there’s some thing juwon is highly skilled in, it would be that art of exaggeration. but just because he’s good at it doesn’t mean that his concern over danbi is fake when he catches her slipping off of a rocky patch during their hike. as a matter of fact, he’s highly alarmed that the other might’ve hurt her self more than it look like she did. and despite the obvious scratches along the lateral side of her ankle, juwon is now immediately insisting on her hopping onto his back so he can carry her to the cabins without her further hurting herself. besides, he’s learned the hard way with ankle sprains from personal experience and he’d rather not risk it. her ankle, despite being just a tad inflamed, is bound to receive more stress if she keeps on walking with it. is he right, or is he right? of course he’s right.

“just get on my back,” he tells her for the nth time, hand curling up to point behind him, a hiss falling off that frown that paints along his features. he doesn’t understand why she just won’t do it, it’s not like he isn’t capable of carrying her and if he’s got to do lunges and push-ups and maybe even some burpees to prove it then so be it. “i promise i won’t throw you off the edge of the cliff. i’m not as clumsy as i appear to be you know.” with a tilt at the corners of his lips he adds, “plus who says no to a free ride? i just don’t want you to hurt your ankle some more and it looks like it badly needs ice. so come on hop on, vamonos!”

@sgndanbi​

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margosgn​:

• • •  @sgnjuwon​​ liked this for a starter !! ♡

              “ stop manhandling the ice cream, 오빠 ! ”  although she tries to appear as stern and as serious as possible, lips clamped down tightly in a straight line as she struggles to free the container from his iron grip, her façade doesn’t quite hold together as seamlessly as she’d like. and soon enough, her true personality bubbles to the surface, exasperated laughter spilling from the corners of her lips. “ the ice cream’s going to melt… time out, time out ! ”

there's resistance over the vice-like grip he keeps on the ice cream pint that doesn’t waver, fingers clutching around even tighter on the tub. ben and jerry’s strawberry cheesecake surely doesn’t skip out on the sprinkles of graham it blesses its eaters and there’s no way juwon is going to let margo have the rest of it— but okay, so maybe he really should share. “if i give this to you i know i won’t get it back.” 

his eyes gloss over her delicate features, scanning for any signs of release. but she’s unwavering alright as she fights for dominance over the shared pint, damp and clammy fingertips even enclosing around his fingers as she tugs on it gently. her eyebrows knitted in a way that juwon thinks is half amusing half cute, watching as she struggles over the strength she’s probably miscalculated. still doesn’t take away her good point though, if he doesn’t give up the sweet delicacy will probably just melt into wasted dessert. “so how about this,” he starts. “as long as you promise me not to eat the whole entire pint and you actually share more with me i’ll let go.”