.Light on the end of the hall.
.Doesn't shine forever.
.But when it does.
.It's forever too far.
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.".Good morning class, today we have a new student Myung Seojun Won.".
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.Myung POV.
The mention of my name made me scoff. I don't like when people call me by my real name, first name. It always brings back bad memories. Whilst the teacher kept rumbling on about how careful everyone has to be with me, just because I'm human, hmpf, I may be different, but I'm not as weak as I look like. My gaze wandered around the class, making eye contact with almost everyone, multiple girls seem to be staring at me, daydreaming. Ugh, how unfascinating. The room smelled like mint dipped in some nature of flowers. Causing a nature-like aura.
"Alright Seojun, you will be sitting next to Woo Sunoo from this time, he is at the back. Raise your hand, Woo." The sudden husky voice of the professor made me snap out of my trance thoughts, quickly nodding in a small bow, and looking at the back of the classroom, to see a rather young boy waving at me, with a wry smile. Swiftly making my way up the stairs, I take the seat next to the smaller male, right next to the window. The smell of fresh rain radiating from him, calming down the atmosphere.
"Since you haven't seen each other in a long time, you have some minutes to talk to each other, while I write down the next part on the blackboard." Picking up the white chalk, he hummed, whilst writing down some letters and symbols. Snitching my bag and pulling out a simple, black, leather notebook and a black pen, I nod to myself a couple of times. Turning my head to the smaller male, only to see his dark blue eyes looking at me. Him quickly shaking his head and smiling at me.
"Hey. I'm Woo, as you heard already. Um, where are you from?" The boy, now known as Woo, shyly asked, scratching the back of his neck.
"I just moved from Japan, but I was actually born in Korea." Replying with a little raspy voice, for not talking since waking up, I tried to soften it a bit. The boy gave a shy nod and smiled. "Do you know the way around this place?" Humming, he turned a little bit more to my side. I softly shook my head, receiving an understanding nod and humm from Woo.
" I and my friend's cloud show you around, or at least during the free time in the North part. You don't mind?" He leaned in a little " A lot of girls have been eyeing you a lot, the North building will be the safest for now" he whispered, taking a glance at the front, where some girls have turned around and looked at them. Giving a look at the girls, who immediately turned away and started to giggle, looking back at the male, nodding. "Good idea."
.Woo POV.
Nodding to myself, I back away into my seat. Snatching my notebook and pencil. Feeling a little anxiety twist my stomach, I proceed to scribble in my notebook, making multiple tiny doodles and scribbles. I've never been this social against someone I don't know, heck, because how tall he is and his features made me beyond nervous.
"Alright class, stop rumbling now! Today we will learn about light magic, which will help dearly against shadow entities." The professor hushed the class, quickly inspecting the entire class before turning back to the blackboard.
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"To cast a light form, all you need to know are 4 words, -Seld lex, dural lex-, and hold your hands like this." Guiding with his hands, the professor presented how to summon a simple light form, using only 4 words and a hand gesture.
Taking down notes, with slight doodles, I give a glance over to Seojun. He doesn't seem to be actually paying attention to the professor, but likely more on what seemed to be a notebook. Quickly peeking at the notebook, couldn't help but notice some very well-drawn hand sketch, with impressive details. With some kind of scribbles written around it, assuming it is his handwriting.
Feeling a gaze pierce through my head, I slowly lifted my head, only to see Seojun, looking back at me. Quickly bowing with my head, I humm a little "Sorry", Seojun looking at me, his eyes radiating an answer 'It's ok'. Pushing a vary smile I turn back to my notebook and proceed to take down notes.
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The loud obnoxious bell-ringing sound flowed in the class, signaling the end of the class. The professor visibly sighed and waved an annoyed gesture at the class. "Alright, the class is over. You may leave..." the male said loudly. Nodding to myself I put my book back into my backpack. Turning my head about to say something to Myung Seojun, but for a surprise - he wasn't there. Quickly looking around, I find him standing next to the door of class, facing my direction, I assume on waiting for me.
I furry down, carefully not to trip on any flower vines. Soon enough, I find myself in front of the taller male. Other people already passing us by, leaving the class. Giving glances at the black, curly-haired male.
"Alright. Let's go find them" I murmur quickly as I can feel multiple people staring at me, feeling like drilling in the back of my head.
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Slowly walking through the Northern hall. Hearing the person's quiet footsteps behind me. Taking a look back, I see a rather uncomfortable look on their features, looking a little anxious maybe? Once he looked up at me, I gave him a soft smile.
"Don't worry, my friends are very friendly. One of them is my brother, the other is a close friend from my childhood"
I humm quietly. Seeing as his face becomes calmer, the anxiety in his eyes nearly disappearing.
Turning my head back I continue to walk.
Finally, seeing a white fluff of hair at the end of the hallway. Waving my hand and with a quick shout of 'Zach', caught the attention of the werewolf male.
The male smiled brightly and started to walk forward to us, whilst the other, brown-haired male, rushing 'very fast' ready to bump on someone without even thinking twice about it. Lucky, Yeounjun decided to tackle me into a small, quick hug. Suspiciously not knowing why, even though we see each other every day, I shrug it off. Finally, both of the friends are in front of us.
Halfway turning around I introduce the taller male. "This is Myung Seojun Won.. That's Yeonjun Sunoo and Zachary Hall." Looking at Myung with an anxious facial expression, hoping he won't just leave us the next day. But he smiled, he actually smiled. He held out his hand to Zach, to which he gladly accepted with a friendly shake.
"Nice to meet you. Call me Seojun for now." The black fluff on his head bouncing softly, making it look even fluffier and curly. Zachary, smiling back "Pleasure to meet you, hope we can be good friends!" He smiled very brightly, at the same time pulling the corners of my lips, forming a smile. Seojun turning to Yeonjun, about to hand out his hand to him, but Yeonjun thought otherwise, taking the hand and pulling Seojun into a quick hug, and letting go- "Great to meet you, Seojun! Please take care of me!" The small boy smiled, Seojun having a surprised face, but soon enough it got covered with a soft smile.
"Our lockers are at the entrance of the Northern hall, if you don't have one yet," Yeonjun beamed excitedly, slightly tilting his head. "That would be great." the murmurs quietly. Yeonjun smiled again and waved at Seojun to follow him. I turn to the tallest male, Seojun, to see him giving me a wary look, to which I returned a comforting smile. Walking through the vined hall with the smell of nature. There were fewer amounts of students in these halls, due to most of the magician classes having extra clubs, such as modeling, art, dancing, music, etc. But there were still some that had no clubs, probably due to small skill level, or just aren't interested. But still, there were some of them talking about the tall, muscular, black-haired male walking close behind the small gray-haired male. Him looking down, trying not to make any eye contact.
After some time in feet clucking against the ground, we made our way to my, Yeonjun's, and Zachary's lockers at the start of the hall. "There's one free locker next to Woo's" Zachary hums as he points to the locker next to Woo, he nods making his way to the locker, "The locker hasn't been touched so you can just make the code yourself" I quickly note, so we wouldn't mess up on the code. Receiving a mother nod. Whilst he's working on the lock, I open mine and take out 2 books and a purple shaded notebook, at the same time putting away a black coated book. Closing the locker, I look around and see that all three of them have already finished and chatting, the newly introduced male looking a bit more confident now. Walking up to them, I humm- "There's not much time till the next lesson. Yeonjun if you don't hurry you can be late again." I gave a threatening look to Yeonjun, who immediately nodded and waving, hurried off. Not long after, the bell rang, showing us that we better get back to our classes.
"Welp, that's my cue, I better get going!" Zachary declared after he, unlike Yeonjun, calmly walked towards the opposite way of the magic hall. Looking at Seojun, he's surprisingly looking at me about to ask something, "Where exactly is T'an Dae-Won's class?". Nodding I point towards the exact end of the hall. "They should be taking today's lesson outside, it's that way probably." I supposed. With a quick 'thanks' the male hurries off into the field, whilst I, on the other hand, take the door to my right, into Ping Songmin's class. Taking a seat at the back like always, the empty seat behind me seeming like a black void, completely empty, it wasn't very comforting. While waiting for the professor to come in, I'm not surprised that I get stares, I get them all the time, I decided to ignore them until I heard a whisper.
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"That's the boy who friended him " the girl two seats in front of me stated, to the other girl next to them, seeming disappointed and mad. "What, him..? He's the quiet kid, no way he did." the other hissed back. Letting out a quiet sigh I take out my notebook and hope that the professor will come in any moment right now. Hearing the clucking of shoes, I feel relaxed, the door opens and the tall figure emerges from the hall. His brown fluffed hair hovering, making it seem light as a feather.
"Alright class, let's go back to history, today we will talk about the black matter timeline.." And so goes off the rambling about the history...
Myung Seojun POV:
Walking down the hall, feeling the fresh wind hit my chest as I walk closer to the balcony like exit into the field. The sandy floor and grass surrounding it made, it seem like back in Japan, the trees leaves rustling. Looking to my right, I see a large field, with short grass, with multiple students seated in the grass or standing in groups, a medium-height person notices me and walks towards me. Until chuckling "You must be Myung Seojun Won! My name T'an Dae-Won, I'll be the professor for today's green magic class" The now known as Dae-Won professor handed me a hand, which I accepted and we shook our hands, him giving a friendly squeeze. With a wave, he gestured me to follow him, once we were back in the field he exclaimed- "today, we are going to practice green magic, the last tier we learned almost every hand gesture, so this year we will be doing it ourselves"
The professor looked at me with a wary look, his eyes asking a question as if I didn't know the hand gestures, eventually, I nodded confirming that I indeed knew. This is going to be a long day...
Yeonjun Sunoo POV:
Rushing in class, letting out a relaxed sigh upon realizing that the director's main hand professor hasn't made it to the class yet. Holding onto my backpack tightly I make my way to my seat, next to a female cat hybrid, Kan Yu-Ni, she gave a soft smile as I sat down. As soon as I was secure, and not getting a mother suspension for being late to class, I proceed to chat with the person next to me.
Zachary Hall POV:
Sitting down at the side of the class, I receive a lot of welcomes and friendly nudges from my old classmates from the last tier. To which giving a wide smile joked around with, them all laughing and joking with me, a thought raised in my mind, 'i haven't asked Seojun about his apartment yet. hm... I wonder if he would have enough space for me to move in... I cloud use a break from...
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