darthxing
asked:
Quadrants and millions of years in the past, meeting another would have been no problem. A stranger was a friend and a friend was family, introductions were done over time spent together playing a game or helping each other learn something new. Earth, however, had a different way of doing things. Humans required an introduction first and a reason, it seemed,or at least that's what the television had shown him. So he smiles as he nears the other. "Hello, I am Yixing. I would like to be friends."
Human are nothing but the thread from which the dream of life is woven. In each and every thread the repeat something. In each and every thread they differ. If you were destined to do something in one thread, you may never get close to finding this objective in another. Destiny is uncontrollable, so let it all flow as time has planned for it to flow. “I don’t see anything in the way of us being friends, Yixing. The name’s Yongguk.” His lips curl to mirror the smile.