Yonghwa.. {mumbles under his breath in an effort to remember his name, he took a step back, distancing himself} You’re behaving strange, are you sure you’re ok?
The older male bit on the inside of his cheek, averting his gaze. How was he supposed to explain to someone that he was mentally ill when he himself couldn’t accept it? Remaining silent, Yonghwa stayed in that position while thinking how he should say it. “I’m fine.“ he finally stated, rocking back and forth on his feet. He himself was starting to get uncomfortable. He didn’t enjoy the presence of people around him, especially people like Eunkwang, who were scared of him merely repeating words too much or having trouble when it came to speaking fluently.
{as soon as the other began to rock on his feet he knew that he had asked one question too many} I can leave, if you’d prefer. {pushes his hands in his pockets, waiting for a reply}
