extorjongin:

"Ah, shit..," he began, glancing down at the ground beneath him. Jongin was never good at introductions, or making friends in general, so he stuffed a hand in his pocket, running his free hand lightly through his locks as he mentally scolded himself for being so damn awkward. "I, um. Okay. Here's the deal. I've got literally no clue how to make friends, and I'm apparently in need of some, because it's not 'acceptable' to be such a 'loner' all the time." He performed air-quotes on the accented words, speaking them with such scorn that inside, he was afraid such a, for lack of a better term, unflattering introduction would scare away all potential acquaintances. Giving a half smile, he spoke, a bit more quietly than he previously had. "Look, sorry if we got off on the wrong foot. I'm Jongin. Let's be... friends."

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