Jihoon roamed his eyes at every direction to study the new setting until he heard someone called out for him up front. He walked closer to the counter and the cashier welcomed him with a formal greeting and a genuine smile. "Welcome to Sebong's Café. What would you like to order?" The cashier asked in a bright tone and Jihoon looked at his

  He walks closer to their new neighbor's front yard when suddenly he feels a strong force pushed his back. It's not strong enough to cause him to fall down. He turns around and readies himself to shoot a glare at the rude person but his facial expr

  Not sure if it's only the sound that is soothing or maybe watching the colours as the clothes whizzes around inside of the washer add the extra calming effect on him. He surprisingly starts to love the whizzing sound again, hiding quieter sounds and r

  A few uninteresting people scatters around the bus stop, but before he can closely observes them, a bus approaches. When the bus stops, the passengers start to stand in line, waiting for the door to be opened and once it's his turn to get on, he steps up in to the aisle and looks around before he swipes his t-card. The other passengers before him

  The moment he walks in the rooftop like he always does, he goes to the desk; getting ready with his blue pen in his grip and thinking of a perfect way to describe today's sunrise. But once he arrives at the desk, even under the dark, dusk and serenity-filled sky, he notices that there's another handwritten scribbling jumbled together with his with

  The guy blinks at Jihoon with sparkling eyes of his, a glint of recognition can be seen. "Wait, aren't you that guy who always takes the train around this time every evening?" asked the guy softly, not wanting any attention than they already attract before. Jihoon is in complete surprise because he never notices the guy before but

  "Jeonghan's right... Maybe you want to grab dinner together with me tonight? You know, without assignments and books, just the two of us spending time and drinking real coffees instead of the canned ones." Seungcheol said softly, not wanting his friends to hear but he knows those two are squealing at the back like some high-schoolers watching a ro

  He rubs his eyes while heading to the kitchenette to drink some water; moisten his dry throat. He sits down to drink when suddenly his eyes catch the wrinkled tissue paper where he hangs it up on the refrigerator, using a fridge magnet. "How I wish yesterday was our everyday" –Seungcheol   Jihoon in

  He looks nervously at the guy, seeing around him if he does anything wrong before he takes off his earphone and looks at the guy, waiting for his respond, but the guy stays silent. "Who are you…?" he speaks up. The guy just smiles. "Can I help you with something?" "Good question..." the guys surprised him because

  Name? 'Choi Seungcheol' seongsaeng-nim. Seungcheol seongsaeng-nim for short. Age? Secret. That's all that Jihoon knows about the substitute teacher but he definitely wants to know more about the elder since he makes Jihoon feels all the colors gushing through him, giving him the most colorful view in front of his eyes.    [P.S. Inspired from "The Garden of Words" with original storyline.]

Choi Seungcheol, Lee Jihoon and Vernon has been put together to test-run a new club at their university under the supervision of their talented and amazing vocal teacher, Ailee seongsaeng-nim.   [P.S. Just a simple oneshot fic that uncovers their everyday life as the composer club members. Inspired from "Hyouka" with original storyline but no mystery genre.] #jicheol #q&a_unit #seventeen #slice_of_life #fluff #university/college!au