First day of school? Easy-peasy. Meeting new people? Not so easy-peasy. Woo was happy that it was school, but then again, she hated meeting new people. She only wanted to be around Baekhyun. Baekhyun made her feel a bit more safe.
"Hey! Bacon get up!" Woo yelled, throwing pillows at her friend she was waiting for, who was STILL curled up in bed.
"Stop Woo!" He whined, pulling the covers over his head.
"We have school! Come on!" He popped his head out a bit. "School?" Baekhyun got up quickly and ran to his closet, picking something to wear and then heading into the bathroom. Woo rolled her eyes and sat on his bed, pulling out her phone and checking her social medias as she waited.
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Byun Baekhyun
Baekhyun quickly changed into a white turtle neck, skinny jeans and converse, doing his makeup and then running out, grabbing Woo's hand and dragging her downstairs, starting to sing,
"To school we go! Off to school we go!" making Woo giggle at his antics. Baekhyun led her through the kitchen, he grabbed an apple, his skateboard and his backpack and headed out the door. Woo grabbed her skateboard that was sitting on the porch and the two raced towards the school building, nearly destroying everything in there path.
Mark's 6:00 am alarm woke him up as it did every morning. Grunting he woke up from his messy bed and shut the alarm off. Another day, another struggle, another adventure. Cracking his knuckles, he got down to the floor and did his morning workout, first doing three sets of 100 push ups, and two sets of 100 Russian twists with his 50 pound dumbbell. Mark was on many of his schools sports teams, and had to do a tedious workout every morning. Although his work was tough, the results couldn't lie. doing this for about 2 years his body gained defied muscles and excellent flexibility. You could say that he was extremely fit, but he never really bragged about it. Standing up, Mark was covered in sweat, with drips falling down his face, chest, arms and back. Breathing heavily, he grabbed a towel and wiped his face.
after his workout, he would always follow it with a large breakfast, normally consisting of a few eggs, oatmeal or a bowl of serial and a glass of orange juice. Not only were these his favorite foods, but they helped him gain muscle and lose fat. good deal if you could ask him. following his morning routine he would take a long shower, normally about 20-30 minutes long, depending on how long his workout and breakfast took. Mark liked the feeling of the warm water trickle onto his skin, soak into his long black hair and his body as a whole. it helped him calm his mind and think about the day ahead of him. with the three years of high school he had already been through, Mark never had a girlfriend, let alone many friends in general. He has a little lonely, but his Music filled that hole, Always practicing whenever he felt down. Art filled his longing for love, and sports filled his longing for popularity.
After finishing his shower, Mark put oh his normal school attire. A black tank top and bright blue skinny jeans. he felt comfortable with wearing this, since it was his personal style. Mark put on his dark brown leather jacket. it was a bit tattered and broken into, making the leather vary soft. it was his fathers, before he died anyways. He gave Mark this jacket and cross necklace to remember him by, since his father wore the jacket and cross all his life. Mark never took off the necklace, the leather strap always staying around his neck. it was almost 7:30 am, so Mark swung his backpack around his shoulders, and with his guitar case in hand, he left his dorm and walked to the school. Mark loved the feeling of the cool early spring air, especially in the mornings.
Liam's eyes flicked open silently as his phone went off. He was fully dressed, he - at around three in the morning he'd woken up in a nervous sweat. He didn't really blame himself - he was in a completely different country, a country that had a less than amicable northern neighbor. He slid out of bed, wincing at the pops from his spine.
He showered, brushed his teeth, "forgot" to comb his hair. The only real possession he took with him to class was his laptop - he grabbed that too. Only at the gates to the school did he remember food.
Liam trudged into his class, foodless and hopeless. It was, of course, the perfect beginning to this strange new world. Seoul? How exactly did I get here? he thought to himself at he sat at the far corner of the class.
Wait, don't tell me. I wouldn't believe it if you did.
Twisting her ponytails a little around the curler, playing around with the remaining heat that it had, Hanuel tried to create some natural looking curls. Smiling lightly at her image in the mirror the female then proceeded to lay the finishing touches upon her make-up, making sure that nothing was smudged and no lipstick was on her teeth. With a smile and a wink the girl walked out of the bathroom, ready to take on her first day on the new school.
It hadn't been long since she had returned to Korea for her new life, but she found that she had adjusted herself well within the new environment. The feeling that she didn't quite belonged here always remained, however. The air, the people, the country, it all felt strange to her, too strange and unknown to call it her own and part of her identity, but Haneul figured that she will learn overtime.
Breakfast was eaten alone. Her mother had given strict instructions to the staff to never get in her way, which apparently also included in never eating a meal together with her. A sad occurrence as Haneul felt the table to be empty with all these seats surrounding it. She couldn't complain, however, for they were only doing their jobs and she didn't want to be the reason for them to lose it.
"I'm out!" she called over her shoulder. A reply came from the kitchen from the housekeeper, causing Haneul to smile a little brighter. At least they weren't entirely ignoring her. With a beat in her skip she then headed over to the car the driver was standing next to, ignoring how luxurious the car looked and how unnaturally dressed up the man behind the wheel was. Probably extra orders from her parents to make sure that she arrived at school in glamour.
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Half an hour later and Haneul had arrived at her new school. Eyes wide in anticipation the girl was pleased to see what the place was like. It was a shame that the school didn't have an official school uniform to wear, like it was so common in other Korean schools, but Haneul was already pleased enough to know that she could finally go to a school with her peers. 'Goodbye, homeschooling!' she told herself gingerly and entered the school with a skip, smile so foolishly wide that she seemed to be an overexcited elementary school kid.
"DEAR LORD WHAT ARE YOU WEARING!" Lucy heard her mother yelling as she reached the very last step of the staircase, she turned around and met her mother's judgemental eyes. "It's not about quantity, it's all about quality, Umma." Though Lucy rolled her eyes, she carefully watched her mom's reaction since she's know to lose her temperment quite easily. Lucy knew the coast was clear when her mother shook her head and went back into her room for a few more mintues of sleep. "I'm leaving now, have a good day, I love you!" Lucy grabbed her oversized backpack and left their temporary apartment, heading for the nearest underground metro station, and maybe grab some breakfast on the way.
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The subway was definately not as fun as Lucy thought it'd be, first it was the large crowd of people shoving each other around trying to snatch a seat as quickly as possible, then it was the utter grossness of people sneezing straight into the air without covering their mouths; She was thankful that Seoul High had boarding facilities, but next time she'd probably pay more to use a taxi instead. Nevertheless, she arrived at her new school in one piece, and with much anticipation she entered the school.
----The Divine Line That Seperates The Two Characters----
~Wen Zai (Moon-Jae)~
It wasn't until the forth time Jae's alarm went off that he realised he was going to be late for the first day of a new school year. He took a quick shower and did his necessary morning routine in the bathroom. Without putting much effort in making himself look more presentable, Jae threw on a simple black long-sleeved shirt, a pair of worn out jeans and his age old leather boots, then he spent a hot mintue choosing a decent pair of glasses before checking on his beloved rabbit Pluff, making sure he had enough water and food for the day. As soon as everything seemed alright, Jae grabbed his school supplies as well as his guitar, left his dorm and took the quickest route to the school building.
Woo stood outside the building, holding her skateboard under her arm. She turned to baekhyun and smiled. She waved to the person she recognized as Jae, a kid she had done a few projects with. "Hello Jae." She said cheerfully. "You ready for school this year?" She asked curiously, leaning against the building, setting the skateboard on the ground and putting one foot on it to hold it in one place.
Baekhyun walked into the school friend, going to mingle while he waited for Woo to quit talking. He noticed Kim Hanuel a girl he had spoken too many times.
"Hey Hanuel." He said happily skipping up to her, last ear his hair had been pink, this year it was its normal color, brown.
"Are you ready for school? I'm not it's going to suck."
Mark Had arrived vary early at the school, way before anyone else. the school opened at 8:30, and classes started at nine. You would wonder why Mark would arrive so early, but there was a vary good reason. every day at his old school, Mark would sit outside his school and play classical guitar early in the morning, and he arrived so that he wouldn't disturb anyone. it calmed his mind, playing in the cold spring air that he loved so much. guess he couldn't just shake old habits
After playing for about 20min, mark noticed some people in the distance, walking to the other side of the school door. However, since Mark is new at this school, he didn't want to be awkward and didn't approach them. Mark wasn't like that. he would usually just sit back and let things happen.
Hearing her name being called the female turned around, blinking a little as she took a few seconds to progress who the boy was that was speaking to her. Glancing over his facial features the female felt that the male was familiar, most likely a peer of sorts that she spoke to on occasion.
"Baekyun?" she cautiously tried, not truly sure over his identity. She could only think of so few cheerful boys in her life that would greet her this excitedly, however without the biggest giveaway to recognise him with it got trickier. Imagining herself the cotton pink he had before the girl squinted her eyes, smiling afterwards as she realised that she was right. "Morning! You changed your hair, I see," Haneul exclaimed, admiring the current colour for a bit before continuing to make her way into the school. "It suits you!"
Turning her gaze around the female almost tripped over something, or rather someone, a few stumbles keeping her on her legs as she froze and turned to see who she had walked into.
"I'm so sorry!" was her instant response, bowing and putting her hands together in a plea. Looking up she then saw a new face, one of a foreigner with a guitar in hands. An exchange student, perhaps? Unsure on whether the boy spoke any Korean Haneul thus continued in English. "I hope you didn't hurt yourself?" she continued, her voice genuinely concerned as she spoke. Eyeing over his guitar she hoped that she didn't break the instrument with her carelessness.
"I wasn't paying attention earlier, my apology for that. I hope nothing happened to you or your instrument?" she followed, still speaking in English as she then bowed again, pushing a few strands of hair behind her ear. "I'm Haneul, by the way," she finally introduced herself with an easy smile.
Jae slowed down as he got closer to the school building, he took a detour when he saw someone familiar waving at him. "Good morning, So Woo." He almost didn't recognize her. "Your hair is... different... in a good way." He said as he examined her hair colour, thinking maybe he should change it up as well. "To answer your question: yes, I am ready. Just can't take the risk of not being prepared." Jae shrugged, for someone who spent basically their entire holiday either studying or playing guitar, the new school year just doesn't seem nerve wrecking at all. "What about you?" He asked, adjusting his backpack and guitar to take some of the weight off of his shoulder. @Brooke ~
Baekhyun grinned excitedly, "Thanks!" He said happily, backing up a bit, watching the new foreign boy carefully. He was cute, but not Baekhyuns type, so he just shrugged.
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Park So Woo
Woo just nodded, "Yes! It's going to be a fun year I feel." She smiled a bit and turned to him. "Ahh, I play the guitar too!" Her eyes lit up a bit as she finally noticed the guitar. "What song can you play?" She asked curiously, picking up her skateboard.
Mark was a bit overwhelmed by the amount of attention that he was getting all at once. he was not used to it. maybe it was time to form some new habits. he started off responding to the girl that bumped into him "Dont worry, its fine. its been through worse" he said with a smile "And its nice to meet Haneul. Im Mark" you his voice was deep and booming, but soft and comforting. he didn't want to come off as intimidating. Looks like Marks chilled and layed back attitude was paying off.
"I'm not surprised to hear that you can play the guitar, I've seen and heard your duets with Byun Baekhyun, you guys are pretty awesome." Jae recalled the time when he stumbled across their YouTube channel and watched a couple of their songs out of curiousity."I can play quite a few songs, anything that I can follow the beat to really. I could play for you sometimes, if you want." He said with a shrug. @Brooke ~