under the cut you will find #100 gif icons of park chanyeol from exo (requested by anon). gifs are not mine, i just cropped and edited them. all credit goes to original creators. like if you’re using !
hailing from atlanta, he is an eighteen year old american living in seoul for college and opportunity. he’s rich. he’s a near genius. a lack of excitement and happiness in his life will end up leading him down a path of self destruction he never thought he would take.
Almost like a stranger to the streets of Seoul. “What was the last time I came here?” Joonmyeon didn’t know. Returning to South Korea after four years in Italy was very new, refreshing and… Oh, how he missed Italian pizza. He needed to bring a little of the Italian food to that country where everybody just ate instant ramyun and drank soju. Opening his own restaurant, “Sogno Italiano”, that’s his main goal: make people feel like dreaming when they taste his food.
I really hope I got your attention there. Well, my name’s Baekhyun and I was away for quite awhile, so I’m back now and hoping to start fresh! I’m barely following anyone and it would be really great of you to reblog/follow/like. I’ll be sure to come by and say hello, and hopefully we can become great friends!
The foreign male sits down gently at a nearby park, looking around hastily as if was looking for something. But, after a few minutes, it wasn’t long for him to get back up on his feet and walk through the chilly streets, this shoes scuffing along the pavement gently.
“Ahh.. where shall I venture to now? The arcade?” Kyungsoo asks himself gently as the lights of the buildings illuminate the town, making it clear of where he was. With a few more steps, he finally reaches an interesting destination.
The words of “Martial Arts Academy” flickered in his eyes, igniting a spark within his gentle soul. He was never really the kind to promote in something.. physical, but he decided to take a shot.
As he walked up the cold rusty stairs, all he could smell was the scent of hard work and determination. The feeling absolutely filled his lungs, making him smile as he entered through the old wooden doors to his future haven.
Stepping out of the convenience store right around the corner from the University, Baekhyun’s eyes were focused on his chopsticks that moved around the melting slice of cheese that blanketed the top of his ramyun. Being so focused on his food, he wasn’t able to see the person trying to get into the store as he was leaving. Nearly falling onto them he was quick on his feet, saving himself from crashing with the pavement. Unfortunately he didn’t think about saving his ramyun, which was no longer in his hand, or the other person. Slowly glancing down he noticed the other wearing his dinner and bursts of panic started to flow through him. “I did see- I mean- Shit.” He says biting his lip a bit trying not to laugh as he grabbed a noodle hanging off of their ruined shirt. “Sorry?”