He nods, listening to her. Instead of writing this time, he speaks to her slowly, so she can read his lips. “What sort of books do you like? Ahh, parks are nice as well. I like going in the fall to see all the different colors. Really? I’ll have to dance for you again sometime.”
Slowly read his lips, she chuckles a bit as she take his notepad and pen, write something it. “My ribbon voice can’t be used at this time, so forgive me if i can’t answer it with my voice.”
“1. It’s uncertain for me. I love all of the books. It just i’m forgetful to remember the title.”
“2. Yes, that’s why sometime i used to sleep in park xD”
“3. You dance, i’ll play my electric guitar”
Hanbin somehow fit her, with his style to make bonds with her. With a cheerful smile, she show all of her answer.
He chuckled after reading her writing, “I meant, what things do you like to do for fun? I like to dance and rap, even composing and writing songs.” he handed the notepad back to her, waiting for her response.
She chuckles slightly but a bit awkward after see the boy chuckles and read the notepad, still with weird voice. “I like reading, writing, go to park,library and coffee shop. And … i like see people sing, dance and rap. Like you was do”.
He nods slowly, reading her words before writing down his own. “What’s your name? — Mine is Hanbin. What do you like to do?” he handed the notepad back to her. He hoped he didn’t sound odd, he just wanted to get to know her better.
Ah yeah, she was want to ask him his name. Lucky the boy—Hanbin introduce it first. Yoonjo, And … what do you mean by ‘like to do’? Sorry, i’m quite don’t understand. She gave back his notepad with an awkward motion. Like why she have to ask that question?
{ ♚ } — Krystal laughed a bit before turning, only to see a girl look at her with a smile. Furrowing her eyebrows in confusion, she only grew into curiosity—and so forth, she went over and sat down in front of the girl. “Annyeong~! Sorry, I couldn’t help it but notice that you were smiling at me. Was there something about me that caught your eye~?”
Blink shockingly, she quickly rearranging all her stuff so she can have some space and the girl was nothing feel ‘full’ with all her stuff. She know the girl speak, but her ears can’t hear anything.
Jiyeon rose an eyebrow at the words before sticking her bottom lip out. Tilting her head a bit, she began to think of a few questions—though they were questions that would be pushed to the boundry. So.. she decided to not ask such a thing.
Really? Oh.. Well, I suppose I somewhat understand.
As she read the letter, her smile appear sweetly in her face. Wind blow her hair to her back as she thinking of her next letter when she will write to her. Yep, Jiyeon is somehow 11/12 same like her best friends.
He watched her as she wrote carefully on the notepad, smiling when she gave it back to him to read. He read over her words carefully, nodding slowly when he saw that she hadn’t been born with it. He took his pencil, writing out again and handing it back to her. “So, you weren’t born with it then. Ahh. Isn’t it hard to read people’s lips, though? Isn’t writing just easier? A week? What happens then?”
While the guy still writing, she play with her both index fingers for a while, and gave her smile when the boy gave the notepad back. As she read it, she rubs her forehead. Too many question for her to answer it. Well…it’s not too many but really ‘heavy’ for her to answer all of it. And somehow her chuckles can be hear slowly and weak, but really awful
I’m a fast learner. And yes i’m love writing, but i’m prefer read people lips.
She tiled her head at the word ‘second.’ Meaning there must’ve been someone important to her in the first place. This didn’t make her feel uncomfortable or anything, it just made her want to strive and aim for number one. Jiyeon carried a smile a she continued writing.
Well, whoever was the first person was.. Must’ve been a lucky person.
She have to admit if Jiyeon want to be the first shot to her, and it looks clear from her smile,hide something. Rubs her hair for a while, she continue write something.
Upon hearing her chuckle, she could only smile, it was nice having a friend who didn’t expect so much from you, more or less, let things go by like it was nothing. As her eyes searched the words, she nodded gently—understanding.
Are you sure it’s alright? I don’t want to make you feel uncomfortable again..
Take the notebook, she throw some smile on it. She tie up her hair into ponytail. However, she only need someone who really need her. And about need, she have to underline that word.
He took his notepad back, reading her writing. He smiled softly, glancing up at her, then back down to his notepad. He wrote again, handing it to her when he was done. “Ahh, so I was right. How long have you.. you know, been able to not hear? Do you communicate with sign language?”
As she took the notepad, she placed her hair on her ears. Well…seems the orang haired girl havea lot things to answered. Quiet for a moment, she continue writing.
I was deaf since 8, and i seldom do sign language… mostly read people lips.
Then she stops for a while. Trying to remember of what she going to say.
But my ribbon voice are displaced now, so i can’t answer it with my voice. Maybe you have to wait one week.
As he finished the small dance he showed her, he bowed slightly to her with a smile on his face. He bent down to unzip his backpack, taking out a notepad and pencil. He quickly wrote something down, before handing it to her. In his some-what of messy handwriting, he managed to clearly write out; “You can’t hear, right? Sorry, if it’s a touchy question.. I was curious. You seemed really quiet.. and you didn’t flinch a muscle from any of the noisy sounds around us.” he watched her as with a soft smile on his face as he watched her facial expressions as she read his writing.
She was feel amazed by the way the boy dancing. His move somehow was really beat up. She bowed her head with a warm smile,like the way the boy do. Raised eyebrow, she feel confuse of what the boy will do. She quickly put her notebook and her stationary in her bag. When the boy was slowly writing something, she can guess if he want to say something. And it was right. She don’t care if the letter was messy. She hold her chuckles and write something.
Yes i can’t hear, more like deaf. But that’s okay, many people are ask the same way like you.
