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recap: “Whenever you're ready..” :”Alright… Don't freak out..” iroha and wonhee looked like they were about to explode from the tension.

poof.

seonghyeon disappeared.

iroha gasped so loudly you almost laughed.

wonhees eyes widened immediately, both hands flying to her mouth as she stared at the spot he’d just been standing in.

“…No way,” she whispered.

silence filled the classroom for a second.

then..

:“Can you guys stop looking at me like that.”

iroha nearly jumped out of her skin.

“OH MY GOD.”

you pointed somewhere vaguely in front of you. “See?? THIS is what I've been dealing with.”

:“You’re being dramatic,” seonghyeons voice said from somewhere near the desks.

a chair suddenly scraped against the floor.

wonhee flinched.

“Stop moving things when we can’t see you!”

:“I literally just sat down.”

you crossed your arms, watching your friends completely lose it over something youd already spent an entire night mentally processing.

honestly? this felt a little therapeutic.

a second later-

poof.

seonghyeon reappeared sitting on top of one of the desks, looking way too calm for someone who had just shattered two people’s understanding of reality.

iroha stared at him.

“…Do that again.”

:“No.”

“Please??”

:“Still no.”

wonhee was still blinking at him like she was trying to make sure he was actually human.

“…This is insane,” she finally said.

“THANK YOU”, you replied instantly.

seonghyeon sighed.

:“You guys act like I told you I'm an alien.”

iroha pointed at him.

“You literally vanished.”

:“Temporarily.”

“That does not make it better!”

wonhee suddenly narrowed her eyes at him.

“…Wait.”

uh oh.

you recognized that tone immediately.

she looked between the two of you slowly, suspiciously.

“…Why do I feel like yn’s the only person you use your ability around this much?”

you frowned.

“What’s THAT supposed to mean?”

“Nothing,” wonhee replied way too quickly. seonghyeon already looked annoyed.

:“Don’t start.”

wonhee ignored him.

“No, because think about it. Out of everyone in school, he keeps following YOU around.”

“He does not follow me around!” you stated.

:“Yesterday he literally stayed in your room for hours.”

your face heated up immediately.

“AGAINST MY KNOWLEDGE??”

seonghyeon rubbed his face.

“…Can we stop making everything sound worse than it is.”

wonhee pointed at him dramatically.

“You agreed to reveal your whole secret because yn asked you to.”

:“We made a deal.”

“…You’re that easy?”

:“For acai, yes.”

you snorted before you could stop yourself.

seonghyeon glanced at you for a second, the corner of his mouth twitching slightly like he was trying not to smile too.

wonhee noticed immediately.

of course she did.

“…Oh my god,” she muttered.

you looked at her suspiciously.

“What.”

:“Nothing.”

“That sounded like something.”

:“I said nothing.”

seonghyeon grabbed his bag off the desk.

:“Let's head back to the canteen before you start blabbering nonsense.”

wonhee gasped dramatically.

“See? guilty behavior. You're changing the subject!”

:“You’re annoying.”

“And you’re defensive.”

iroha looked between the two of them excitedly like she was watching live drama unfold.

you groaned.

the four of you eventually stepped out of the empty classroom, though wonhee kept glancing at seonghyeon every few seconds like she expected him to vanish again mid-conversation.

fair enough.

the hallway was crowded again now, students flooding out of classrooms, voices overlapping everywhere.

iroha walked beside you still looking genuinely disturbed. “…I actually can’t process what just happened.”

:“Neither could I yesterday”, you muttered.

ahead of you, seonghyeon walked with his hands in his pockets like nothing about this situation was weird at all.

which was honestly irritating.

iroha looked at him suspiciously.

“…So wait. How long have you been able to do that?”

he shrugged slightly.

:“Since i was little.”

wonhee blinked.

“And you chose to spend those years terrorizing people?”

:“Only selectively.”

you scoffed.

“You locked me in my room.”

:“For like thirty seconds.” he defended himself.

“You whispered in my ear in the DARK.”

:“Okay but your reaction was kinda funny.”

you stared at the back of his head in disbelief.

“I hate you-”

:“No you don’t.”

the answer came out way too fast.

seonghyeon seemed to realize it too because he immediately looked forward again like he didn’t just say that.

wonhees mouth slowly opened.

oh no.

you pointed at her instantly.

“Don’t.”

:“I didn’t even SAY anything!”

“You were about to.”

iroha looked between all of you, completely invested now.

“To be fair.. You guys do fit eachother..”

:“No!” you and seonghyeon answered at the exact same time.

silence.

wonhee grabbed your shoulder aggressively. “OH MY GOD.”

you groaned loudly.

“You are making things weird for absolutely no reason.”

:“I’M not the one answering in sync with him like a married couple.”

iroha burst out laughing while wonhee looked way too proud of herself.

you rubbed your face tiredly.

“I actually regret introducing you people to each other.”

:“Too late now,” wonhee replied cheerfully.

the bell rang through the hallway before you could respond.

students immediately started moving again, groaning as lunch break came to an end.

wonhee sighed dramatically.

“Ugh. Back to prison.”

-“I didn't even get to eat a single thing!” you sighed.

iroha looked at seonghyeon one more time.

“…I still think this whole thing is insane by the way.”

:“You get used to it,” you replied distractedly.

seonghyeon glanced sideways at you.

:“See? you're getting used to me.”

you frowned immediately.

“I'm not getting used to YOU.. I'm getting used to- well STARTING to get used to your dumb ability!”

a small laugh escaped him before he could stop it.

you looked at him automatically.

ugh… eye contact.. look away look away!!

except for some reason, you didn’t.

it only lasted like two seconds, maybe less, but still.

annoyingly enough, seonghyeon noticed too.

the corner of his mouth twitched slightly like he found your internal crisis amusing.

which, knowing him, he probably did.

you immediately looked ahead again.

“…Don’t smile like that.”

:“Like what?”

“Like you know something i don’t.”

wonhee looked between the two of you suspiciously again.

“…Why does this feel like you two are in a lovers’ quarrel?”

“Because you’re insane,”

you replied instantly.

:“No, because there’s tension.” she replied.

“There is NO tension.” you scrubbed the thought off her head.

iroha tilted her head.

“…There kinda is.”

you looked genuinely betrayed.

“Not you too.”

seonghyeon looked way too entertained by this entire situation.

:“I think it’s funny how defensive you get.”

you scoffed.

“I think it’s funny how you keep making my life harder… Besides, Why are you taking their side??”

:I'm not taking their side I was just stating a fa-”

wonhee pointed between the two of you with the most obnoxious grin ever.

“You guys are NOT beating the allegations.”

“There ARE no allegations,” you argued.

:“Mhm,” wonhee hummed.

the group finally reached your classroom again, students slowly filing back inside.

you immediately moved toward your desk before the conversation could get any worse.

unfortunately, footsteps followed behind you.

of course they did.

you dropped into your seat with a sigh.

“…Why are you still attached to my side.”

seonghyeon pulled out the chair beside you casually.

:“Maybe i like annoying you.”

“Maybe i’ll start charging you for it.”

wonhee watched the interaction from two desks away with the biggest grin imaginable.

you pointed at her without even turning fully around.

“Stop looking at us like that.”

:“Like what? It's okay miss yn.. I wasn't planning on stealing your man..” she teased.

you groaned and dropped your head onto the desk dramatically. maybe being haunted by a ghost would've actually been easier.

seonghyeon, meanwhile, looked way too calm for someone who had just been called your man in front of an entire row of students.

actually…

he looked amused.

which made everything worse.

you slowly lifted your head off the desk and pointed at him now too.

“And why are YOU not denying it??”

seonghyeon blinked once, like he genuinely had to think about it.

:“I didn’t know I was required to submit a statement.”

he replied calmly.

you stared at him in disbelief.

“You are actually unbelievable.”

:“You threatened to bury me like an hour ago..”

he reminded casually while pulling his notebook out.

:“I think we moved past normal interactions already.”

iroha physically leaned away from the conversation, laughing into her sleeve.

“…This is actually insane to witness in real time.”

wonhee immediately pointed between the two of you again.

“You guys are acting very suspicious..”

you looked at her flatly.

“You’ve said that like six times already.”

:“Because you keep proving my point.”

seonghyeon flipped a page in his notebook casually.

:“Her point sucks.”

wonhee gasped dramatically.

“Oh wow. Defending her already?”

he blinked once.

:“I was defending myself.”

“Mhm.” she hummed, unconvinced.

recap: :“You’re going to sit near me.” you scoffed. “No.” his head tilted slightly. :“No?” “…I’m not negotiating this.” he looked at you for a second. :“You’re avoiding me?” you pulled the door open harder than necessary. “…I’m avoiding the concept of you.” he followed you inside without hesitation. :“You’ll still hear me.” you walked toward your seat, not looking back. “…Unfortunately.” he sat somewhere close like it was already decided. Why did he even want to sit next to you? ugh.. was he planning to prank you ruthlessly again? you got stressed just by the thought of it.

wonhee dropped into the seat in front of you, immediately turning around.

“…You look horrible.”

you stared at her. “Thank you.”

:“No seriously, you look like you fought a ghost.”

you pointed beside you without hesitation. “I basically did.”

seonghyeon looked up from his desk.

:“Can you stop introducing me like that.”

wonhee’s eyes immediately darted to him.

right.

the invisible boy.

except she still hadn’t fully decided whether she believed you or not.

your texts from last night sounded insane even to YOU rereading them.

wonhee narrowed her eyes slightly at seonghyeon. “…So.”

he already looked tired.

:“Why are you saying it like that."

“…Yn told me something weird about you yesterday.”

your soul almost left your body. “WONHEE.”

“What??” she whisper-yelled back. “I’m curious!”

seonghyeon slowly turned towards you.

:“…You told her?”

“I was panicking!”

wonhee leaned closer over her desk. “To be fair your messages did sound clinically insane.”

“THANK you..?.. I mean-”

:“But,” she cut you off, looking back at seonghyeon, “if it IS true then that’s actually the craziest thing i’ve ever heard.”

seonghyeon sighed, rubbing the side of his face.

:“…Can everyone stop talking about me like i’m some lab experiment.”

you crossed your arms.

“You literally are a lab experiment. You just disappear whenever you feel like it!”

wonhee blinked.

:“…See this is exactly what i mean. you say stuff like that so casually.”

before either of you could continue, the teacher walked into the class, forcing everyone to be quiet.

the teacher’s voice filled the room immediately, cutting through whatever chaos was left hanging in the air.

“Books out. Page-”

chairs scraped, bags unzipped, the usual.

you stared forward for half a second too long, still aware of wonhee’s gaze burning into the side of your face.

she leaned in just slightly.

:“…I need details later.”

you didn’t look at her.

“You need silence later.”

she mouthed ‘rude’ and turned back around.

seonghyeon, beside you, was already opening his notebook.

you glanced at him out of the corner of your eye.

“…Are you actually going to pretend this is normal now?”

he didn’t look up.

:“You've already asked this.”

you scoffed under your breath.

a pause.

:“You’re distracted.”

“I'm not distracte-”

:“Yn.. You seem focused. Could you answer question 6 for us?” the teacher, mr. park, questioned you before you managed to finish your sentence.

fuck.. why was he just randomly calling out kids?

“Oh… uh… Mr. Park!... the answer for question 4 you ask..”

:”Question 6.”

“Ah… My bad.. Question 6!..” you were screwed.. but this question seemed familiar..?

:”You literally solved this with me..” seonghyeon whispered.

:”It's x=-2..” he helped you out.

you didn't even look at seonghyeon.

“Ah… Mr. Park, its x=-2.”

:“Well done yn. Make sure to sleep well alright?" "Everyone.. this is what happens to your brain when you don't sleep enough, did you see how much time she took to answ-”

whatever, you still got it right. thats what mattered.

you hated to admit it, but seonghyeon just saved your ass.

after an agonizingly long lesson, the bell finally graced you.

the entire class exhaled at once like theyd been underwater. nobody liked mr. park.

you stayed seated for half a second longer, just processing the fact that you survived.

then you grabbed your bag.

wonhee immediately turned around again, like she had been waiting the entire lesson for this exact moment.

“…So.”

you didn’t even look up. “No.”

:“I didn’t even ask anything yet.”

“You were about to.”

she ignored that.

:“You literally talked to him the whole lesson like it was nothing.”

“It wasn't the whole lesson!-”

:”Okay so let's say that it wasn't.. Fine.. But you gotta tell him to show me his ability!!”

you scoffed at wonhee

“What makes you think he'll listen to me.”

:”Just try.. Once.. Pleaseeee???”

“Ugh.”

“Fine. But at lunchbreak so he can show both you and iro at once.”

wonhee smiled.

meanwhile, you turned your attention to seonghyeon, since now- you had some convincing to do until lunchtime arrived.

“Pleasssseeee!” you shook seonghyeons shoulder.

:“I'm NOT doing that.”

“Awh cmonnnn I promised wonhee though!”

:”That's on you for promising..”

“What do you want in return? we can make a deal..”

seonghyeon shook his head.

“Why're you acting all shy with your ability when yesterday and today morning you were all cocky with it?” you scoffed at him.

:“Because.”

sigh. this wasn't going to be easy.

you pulled out you phone to message keonho, which you had saved due to one time where you were paired for some project.

you put your phone down.

“I'll.. Buy you an acai bowl.”

his face lit up.

:”Now were talking.. What do i need to do?”

damn?? was he THAT easy?

“So basically..”

you went through what he needed to do.

after explaining, anddddd a few more annoying lessons, lunch eventually came by.

you got up and took a glance at seonghyeon, who was finishing up a question in.. was it literature? you forgot.

he looked decent when he wasnt bragging about his powers, or speaking at all.

“Are you going to take forever?” you tapped impatiently on your table, waiting.

:”Do you want me to help you out or do you want to get eaten alive by your friends?” he knew you weren't in the spot to make demands.

:”Here, all done.” he got up and packed his bag.

the two of you walked towards the canteen, passing through the hallways of now vacant classrooms.

:”Are you tutoring me this evening?”

“You don't wanna redeem your acai bowl?” you mocked.

:”They don't contradict eachother.”

“They kinda do-”

:”No? we can get the acai bowls and then go study.. or vice versa.”

“Who said I have the time for all of that?”

:”Youll make time for me then.”

“Says who?”

:”Me.”

he smirked his signature smirk yet again. so. annoying.

you arrived at the canteen, seeing iroha and wonhee waving at the two of your from afar, signaling you to come over.

you and seonghyeon sat down on the benchs, and the interrogation began.

wonhee: “So…”

iroha looked at wonhee.

wonhee looked at you.

you looked at seonghyeon.

seonghyeon: “..Fine. But I'm seriously just doing it once, follow me.” he got up abruptly, waiting for the rest of you.

“Where?” you asked him confused.

:”You think im going to just disappear infront of the whole school?”

he flicked his tongue against the inside of his cheek.

“Right… Let's go yall..” you declared in defeat.

you all left the canteen, you and iroha looked back at it, stomachs grumbling.. but this wasnt time to eat. it was time to see the real thing.

seonghyeon walked into an empty classroom, following him were iroha, wonhee and you who closed the door.

“Whenever you're ready..”

:”Alright… Don't freak out..”

iroha and wonhee looked like they were about to explode from the tension.

recap: you were in bed, tucked in, ready to go to sleep and just texting your friends before you put your phone down for the night. meanwhile, sat next to you was seonghyeon, you didn't know that, but he was there. careful to not tip over stuff, or move stuff, just so you wouldn’t know- since if that'd happen, you'd know that he's still in your room. being his usual nosy self- he also peeped at what you and your friends were chatting about.

after a peaceful night of sleep, well… as peaceful as it could possibly be after seeing such things, you woke up the next morning, many questions still unanswered but hey, atleast it wasn't some demon or scary thing that was messing with you, just a ‘playful seonghyeon’. was that even better than a demon at that point? ugh.. whatever.

you got up, made your bed, brushed your teeth and got ready like you always did.

at school, everything felt normal.. i mean.. nobody knew what happened.

people walked through the hallways laughing, complaining about assignments, dragging themselves to class like nothing life-changing had happened in the last 24 hours.

meanwhile you were out here casually carrying the knowledge that a boy in your math class could disappear whenever he wanted.

you opened your locker with a tired sigh.

:“You look traumatized.”

you jumped slightly at the voice beside you.

keonho leaned against the locker next to yours, grinning. “Rough tutoring session?”

you narrowed your eyes. “…You knew.”

:“About what?” he asked innocently.

“Don’t do that.”

he laughed quietly. “Okay, okay. Maybe i knew a little.”

“A little?” you repeated. “You made ghost jokes in class while looking directly at me.”

:“That was hilarious though.”

“No it wasn’t.”

:“To me it was.”

you slammed your locker shut. “You people are insane.”

:“People?” keonho repeated with a smirk. :“Interesting choice of words.”

before you could react to his words, your locker suddenly slammed shut on its own.

you immediately stepped back. “…I'm NOT doing this again noooope.”

keonho started laughing almost instantly.

:“See? now you’re scared of everything.”

“I wonder whose fault that is.”

then your bag disappeared off your shoulder.

you froze.

“…You have GOT to be kidding me.”

keonho looked around casually. “Seonghyeon. Give it back before she crashes out this early in the morning.”

no response.

students walked past normally while you stood there looking around like an insane person.

then suddenly your bag dropped back onto your shoulder.

you flinched so hard you almost hit the locker behind you.

a voice spoke beside your ear.

“Good morning.”

you jumped. “What is WRONG with you???”

seonghyeon appeared beside you with the most casual expression ever, like he hadn’t just been tormenting you for the past thirty seconds.

he shrugged.

:“You reacted funny.”

you stared at him.

“…I’m going to be so honest with you right now.”

he tilted his head slightly.

:“That sounds dangerous.”

“I hate you.”

keonho grinned at your words, his homeboy was being LECTURED.

seonghyeon just blinked once.

:“…That’s harsh.”

“Harsh?” you repeated. “You just made my belongings teleport across the hallway like I’m in a horror game.”

he glanced at your bag like he was checking his work.

:“Technically it wasn’t teleporting. I was just moving it.”

“WITH WHAT? YOUR THOUGHTS??”

:“Pretty much.”

you pinched the bridge of your nose.

“Why are you like this in the morning.”

:“Productive hours,” he said simply.

keonho leaned in, whispering loudly.

:“It gets worse after lunch.”

you exhaled sharply. “I’m genuinely starting to think you two are paying for your grades because your mouths are spitting out anything BUT smart things..”

keonho nodded.

:“Fair.”

seonghyeon just scoffed, acting hurt in a playful manner.

he leaned slightly closer to you.

:“Are you mad?”

you looked at him.

“…Yes.”

he nodded like he was taking notes.

:“Noted.”

then, completely unbothered-

he flicked your hair out of your face like nothing happened.

you froze.

“…Did you just-”

:“Fix your hair. It was annoying me.”

you rolled your eyes. there you were, thinking he was doing a good deed for once, but no- of course it had to have that sting.

you slowly turned toward him.

“Seonghyeon.”

:“Yeah?”

“…I’m going to bury you.”

he smirked and thought for a second before replying teasingly.

: “After school?”

keonho clapped while slowly fading into the hallway of students, leaving the two of you alone near those lockers like the true matchmaker he is, i mean.. born on valentines for a reason.

the bell cut through the hallway, sharp enough to flip everything back into school reality.

you stood there for a second too long, staring at your locker like it personally owed you peace.

“…I’m going to need a refund on this morning,” you muttered.

seonghyeon was already beside you, hands in his pockets, calm like nothing had ever happened.

:“You’re overwhelmed?”

you exhaled through your nose. “Who wouldn't be..”

he started walking like the conversation had already been logged somewhere.

you followed, still slightly on edge.

“…I’m assessing whether I can legally transfer schools mid-semester.”

he hummed.

:“You’d miss me.”

you stopped for half a beat, then turned your head slowly.

“…Don’t get confident.”

his eyes flicked to you, quick.

:“You wouldn’t miss me?”

the classroom door came into view- noise spilling out, chairs scraping, the usual chaos.

you reached for the handle.

seonghyeon glanced at your hand on the door.

:“You’re going to sit near me.”

you scoffed. “No.”

his head tilted slightly.

:“No?”

“…I’m not negotiating this.”

he looked at you for a second.

:“You’re avoiding me?”

you pulled the door open harder than necessary.

“…I’m avoiding the concept of you.”

he followed you inside without hesitation.

:“You’ll still hear me.”

you walked toward your seat, not looking back.

“…Unfortunately.”

he sat somewhere close like it was already decided.

Why did he even want to sit next to you? ugh.. was he planning to prank you ruthlessly again? you got stressed just by the thought of it.

while sitting down at class, the two of you separately messaged your friend groups.

———————————————————————————————————seonghyeons pov:

———————————————————————————————————readers pov:

you picked up your pen.

wrote a number.

erased it.

wrote the same number again.

“…That’s wrong,” seonghyeon said.

you didn’t look up. “I know.”

“Then why’d you write it again?”

“…Because I can..”

a pause.

“…That’s not how math works.”

“Neither is disappearing,” you shot back.

silence.

you tapped your pen against the paper.

once..

twice..

“…We’re just gonna act like this is normal?” you asked.

“Do you want me to stop being able to do it?” he asked.

“That'd be great.”

“Too bad..” he shot a fake smile.

you glanced back down at the paper, then at him.

“…You’re just sitting there like you didn’t literally disappear in front of me.”

he shrugged slightly.

“…You’re just sitting there like you didn’t just see it happen,” he replied.

you rolled your eyes.

“…That’s not the same thing.”

“…Feels pretty similar.”

“Feels?” you let out a huff.

you stared at him, trying to figure out if he was being serious or just avoiding the point.

“one of us broke the laws of physics. the other one was an observer.”

you exhaled sharply, leaning back in your chair.

“Why am i even tutoring you right now..”

:”Because i asked you to..”

“Well that was before i found out that you weren't human” you replied.

:”I am human!.. kinda.”

“Kinda..” you mocked.

you then cleared your throat, finding a passage to change the subject.

“I think we've done enough studying for today bucko.”

you were NOT going to focus anytime soon, so teaching or learning anything right now would just be a waste.

:”Wowww.. are you kicking me out right now?” he asked, faking a hurt tone.

-“Yes.” you replied without hesitation.

“Ugh…” he stood up, stretching.

:“I guess ill see you tomorrow at school then..”

you nodded.

“...Or maybe ill see you before that.” he teased.

ugh. he was so annoying. that darn ability was so annoying.

after some time, seonghyeon actually packed up and left your house.

that night, was actually a quiet night. nothing moved, nothing made a weird noise. it was as if nothing happened the night before or hours earlier.

maybe he was tired? or he didn't want to do it today? who cared, as long as he was gone you were relieved.

but little did you know, he wasn't. he wasn't gone.

you were in bed, tucked in, ready to go to sleep and just texting your friends before you put your phone down for the night.

meanwhile, sat next to you was seonghyeon, you didn't know that, but he was there. careful to not tip over stuff, or move things, just so you wouldn’t know, since if that'd happen, you'd know that he's still in your room, which would definitely be.. awkwarrrrd.

being his usual nosy self- he also peeped at what you and your friends were chatting about.