Hm. Portraits.

Tie-dye hadn't really talked to them. He was usually just swooping by, trying to get to classes on time. But now that he stopped and looked at them, Jun just gazed at it. They were in their own little world when he passed by. Looking at his watch, Jun realized it was still a too early to head down to dinner. It was most likely crowded with eager new students and all that. Shrugging to himself, he sat on the floor, notebook and quill in hand, and began to write. He'll write more letters to his mum about letting them all move out of Norway. He just didn't like it there. And most of his friends were in Seoul. Because it was way better there and food was better too.

"Aleks and I broke up so tell her to stop being all weird..." he mumbled to himself as he wrote. Maybe he'll even write her a letter later.

MAYBE.