golden

you know those moments in life when you’re in complete disbelief at just how unlucky you are? well, that’s exactly how yifan feels as he finds himself seated across the one person he absolutely cannot stand, having to tutor him the one subject he is still struggling with himself. as if it isn’t already bad enough having to see him around the apollo house, now he still has to see him on a weekly basis and in a situation neither of them can avoid? is mercury in retrograde or something?

he sighs, flipping open the vitakinesis textbook on the table, flipping to the first chapter, since he figures starting from the beginning would be best for both of them — one, because beck was apparently failing the class and two, because yifan is the most confident in the early chapters, aka the basics. he’ll worry about everything else later, if beck doesn’t request for another tutor first and quite honestly, yifan hopes he does. it saves them both from having to deal with each other and he doesn’t have to worry about beck catching on to him not being isn’t the best at controlling his vitakinesis abilities — he couldn’t risk exposing even an iota of weakness and imperfection, especially around his half-brother. 

“look,” yifans begins, trying, though not hard enough, to hide the scowl on his face, “I know neither of us want to be here but we clearly do not have a choice so let’s just get down to it already and hopefully finish the class earlier so we can go on with our lives. agree?”

for someone who is so used to following a fixed set of rules, boxed up in rigid constraints of what is right and wrong, there are certain things yifan would never imagine himself doing and in this case — playing truant. it’s not because he does not have the courage to do it, he simply thinks of it as wrong and yifan never likes making mistakes. besides, he actually enjoys classes since he does breeze through them without much struggle. so, one might ask, why exactly is he standing by the school gate alone when he’s supposed to be in biology class? 

if not for hali’s countless attempts at convincing him to skip classes with her, he wouldn’t have even entertained the thought of it, let alone agree to go out at sea in the middle of the day, during school hours, no less. he wasn’t sure why he agreed, having never done anything like that before— ok, maybe once or twice but to go out at sea? definitely a first. he blames it on the puppy dog eyes she used on him (he’s gets rather weak when it comes to cute things... especially cute girls) and her undying persistence that was getting a little too hard to reject. a part of him wonders, could it be that he actually liked hanging around her? or does he maybe... like her? it’s a thought he doesn’t dwell on, believing that he has more “important” things to worry about, like whether or not they will get caught, or whether he will get caught before she even arrives. 

his worries dissipates when the petite girl rolls up to his side, his lips unknowingly curving into a big smile at the sight of her. “hey,” he greets, a hand reaching up to rub the back of his neck (shyly?) before gesturing towards the direction of the sea. “I still don’t think this is a good idea but I know you’re not gonna give it up so,” he shrugs in defeat, “let’s go.” 

as much as yifan wants to offer his help to improve the situation in any way possible, he knows fully well that he was incapable of that. it’s a jab at his ego, having been capable of most things throughout his life but if there’s one thing he does as well as acknowledging his own strengths, it is facing the reality of its limits and in this case — drakon. yifan’s only combat skill is archery and even that, he does as a sport and not to hunt down a whole ass monster, whom he doubts would even flinch at an arrow shot at him. as much as he hates the idea of being useless at a time like this, he came to terms with it and decided to channel his energy in another output, to work on his vitakinesis abilities. if he finally masters this skill then he could offer aid in the healing process, to whomever paid no heed to the rules and broke out to hunt the creature, retuning scathed from the battle field. that was the least he could do in this situation and he hopes to do it well, if actually doing it was even a possibility at this point. 

what better time than now, that he is stuck in the apollo house, to work on his vitakinesis abilities? he is already a hard worker on an average day but now, faced with more free time and a catastrophe that had befallen the campus, he feels even more pressure to do better and finally master this skill. the thing about yifan is, he works even better with pressure so it isn’t astonishing to see him buried nose deep in his vitakinesis notes all day, everyday. while he’s usually too sucked into his books to take note of his surroundings, a presence looming by the door didn’t go unnoticed by him this time as he looks up to grab the cup of coffee on his table. he jumps a little in his seat, sighing when he realises who it was staring at him from the doorway. “yes, jonas?” he swirls his chair around to face the other with a raised brow, “what do you want?”

hi, hello!!! I’m here to introduce to y’all ouyang yifan, child of apollo — basically your typical golden boy that excels in practically everything, athletics, music and academics, no thanks to his abilities in athletics and audiokinesis! however, beneath his near perfect image, he’s a little clumsy child who needs people to take care of him. you can access his profile here and his acceptance post here! more information about him can also be found under the cut. I haven’t managed to come up with a plot page but we can definitely brainstorm first! give this post a like and I’ll drop you an im, otherwise, we can also plot on discord if you prefer it there!