mcnd as strangers we meet on chance encounters ; a thread

[ seongjun,
the boy at the convenience store
sunday, 11:00pm ]

if he's not wearing the black hoodie, he's bringing the ryan neck pillow plushie. it's the same boy who goes to the 24/7 convenience store nearest to your place. kind of younger than you thought he is so you assume

he's just a kid wandering the night streets. you only see him on weekends after all. always gives out a warm hello and a smile to the employees every time he pushes the store door. might be public etiquette, who knows (not really, not when every other customer in the store is

grumpy and is just tired of life in general). you don't know his name. he doesn't know yours though, or everybody else's that come in and out of the store, but he still greets them all with friendliness and familiarity. there's the glint of recognition in his eyes when you walk

up to the store to buy your cold coffee, you can easily tell he remembers. sometimes, he raps along to the music playing on the radio, not even little hums here and there, he raps and like how you would inside the shower. sometimes, he'd be the one to reach what you want to get

from the top shelf if it's too high up. there's always a cheery "here you go" afterward. and most often than not he'd take a look at what you're about to buy and ask if that's you tenth coffee for the day with a concerned look. he'd talk about how too much caffeine consumption

is bad for you but still give it to you, followed with a cheerful "you're welcome. see you again soon."

[ huijun
the boy at the amusement park
friday, 7pm ]

after school hours, place kind pf packed. the hangout of every high school squad at the end of a tiring school week, yet even with the place crowded with people, it's hard to miss him. a literal stand-out— has the looks?

check, tall? check, incredibly silent but halfway loud? an absolute check. his smile is always the prettiest among his group of friends; sometimes he's the only quiet one and you'd see his friends either laughing or sighing or grunting in exhaustion. it's easy to figure out how

[ seungmin
the boy at the resort hotel
saturday, 10am ]

there isn't one saturday where you don't see him at the same resort hotel, at the same time, half a year round. he only carries a sports bag with him, and a tumbler to keep him hydrated. on a few special occasions, he

carries something different. one time, it was a fire extinguisher (there's an assumption that he likes the color red). another time, it was a ketchup bottle from the hotel. he seems to be the quiet type. when the swimming lesson starts, he moves at a moderate pace, calmly getting

on board and immediately proceeding to the end of the pool, actually took him five minutes to reach the end. that exact spot always seems to be left empty specifically for him. you take the other side like you usually do. he pulls out his cute lil airpods and phone with yellow

cat phone case the moment the instructor tells you to have a break. his head moving to the beat, hips swaying from afar. he carries a ketchup bottle but he leaves it unopened. he just stares at the water the whole duration, watching trees and bird chirping. sometimes he imitates

the sound of cicadas; most of the time, he doesn't say anything. it's like this every single saturday. it continues every week, until one day, it just stops and the lounge chairs by the resort is unusually unoccupied at this time of the day, and it's now a different face that

stays seated. the thought of him drowning because of his tiny height pops in your head, but you just shrug the idea.