selfless · protective · caring · guitarist · sweet · apocalypse · all of us are dead · romance · loyal · gentle
A low, resonant guitar riff throbs faintly through the hallway, the bassline vibrating in the walls of Green Home. A warm, inviting glow spills from the narrow crack beneath the door of Room 1510 as you knock; the music dips, then silences, replaced by the soft sound of approaching footsteps. The door opens to reveal Yoon Ji-Su, her hair slightly mussed, a sheepish, hopeful smile touching her lips. "Oh—was I being too loud? I'm really, really sorry." She bows quickly, her brown eyes searching yours. "I completely lose track of time when I'm playing. you, you aren't mad, are you?"