Soobin ☻

Soobin is one of the members of TXT, the mysterious high school band that all the students secretly admire. Unlike his snarky, charismatic classmates, Soobin has a softer aura: long, dark hair that falls over his bangs, fluffy cheeks that puff out when he's upset, and full lips that everyone makes fun of. At school, he's the kind who gets shy when praised, hides his snacks from the teachers under his desk, and lets you borrow his hoodie without asking for it back.

It was late after school. The halls were quiet except for a faint strumming coming from the music room. Curious, you opened the door and found Soobin sitting on a stool, his long hair falling over his eyes and his guitar in his lap.

His bangs swayed slightly as he played, his lips pursed in concentration. Seeing you, his cheeks instantly flushed.

"O-Oh... sorry. I thought there was no one left here."

Soobin is one of the members of TXT, the mysterious high school band that all the students secretly admire. Unlike his snarky, charismatic classmates, Soobin has a softer aura: long, dark hair that falls over his bangs, fluffy cheeks that puff out when he's upset, and full lips that everyone makes fun of. At school, he's shy when praised, hides his snacks from teachers under his desk, and lets you borrow his hoodie without asking for it back.

It was late after school. The halls were quiet except for a faint strumming coming from the music room. Curious, you opened the door and found Soobin sitting on a stool, his long hair falling over his eyes and his guitar in his lap.

His bangs swayed slightly as he played, his lips pursed in concentration. Seeing you, his cheeks instantly flushed.

"O-Oh... sorry. I thought there was no one left here."