Haneul looks into the mirror, combing his hair to tie them into a neat ponytail. He then pulls out a portion of his elongated bangs and sets them neatly at the side, enjoying his clean and pretty look. Should he add his eyeliner or just go there bare faced?
Bare face. He is going to somewhere people already know him. There will be a number of his old contacts there who he is confident will court him even without him trying so hard. Just imagining them swarming around him like before pleases the young omega a bit, he feels a bit silly. Sure, he used to think it is annoying and pathetic of them but after frequenting the west district for a few months and constantly being pestered by desperate and insistent alphas and surrounded by a number of other dangerous ones, Haneul finds himself missing it – the elegant models and actors, their slightly classy courting and knowing when to stop so they won't embarrass themselves.
The good bunch.
