𝖍𝖊𝖑𝖑 𝖔𝖓 𝖍𝖎𝖌𝖍 𝖍𝖊𝖊𝖑𝖘

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back in LA, most of the time when jay would shapeshift it would be into another human, taking someone’s face with intent to impersonate them. but he’s not in LA anymore, and with his criminal days (mostly) behind him, his shifting here at keisung has mostly been into animals. and honestly, he loves it. as painful as the transformations always are, jay finds it so freeing to take on the abilities of an animal that can run or climb or swim far better then he ever could in his human form. his favourite is flying though, which of course is the hardest to obtain, birds don’t generally sit still when you approach them. but there was a blue bird on his windowsill that morning and, with practiced caution, jay had managed to cup it gently in his hands just long enough for the animal’s shape to transfer.

and that’s the form he’s in now, soaring above the campus, letting the weight of the world get smaller and smaller the higher he flies. he spends most of the morning like this, flying from tree to tree, rooftop to rooftop, beyond keisung to the town close by, always staying high enough that it feels like his problems can’t reach him. but, flying is exhausting, and he doesn’t want to spend too much time away from minhwan anyway, so eventually he makes his way back to campus. he intends to land somewhere out of sight, but he misjudges his landing, crashing into the ground somewhere a little more open—and right in front of another student. he shifts back to his human form, groaning in pain both at the change, and his head-on collision with the ground, but he keeps his eyes closed, too embarrassed to look up at the person who just witnessed this blunder. “ow, motherfucker.”

eunice was lying peacefully in her same favorite spot. no other students usually hang out near her place as they may have grown to her shooing them off or putting up traps around her place before that they may have given up and looked for another hiding spot. thankfully no one dared to go neat her ever since. eunice just doesn’t like being surrounded by people that much, especially when she is having her own quality time. 

she was enjoying her peace and was about to doze off until she heard a loud crash nearby- literally only two feet away from her lying body, to which startled her, making her scream her head off. “what the fuck!” she yelled, sitting up now. she couldn’t really tell who it was until the figure before her cursed. knowing well to whom the voice belonged to, she threw her gucci floral embroidered bomber jacket at him, covering the male up. “jay! i swear to god-” she noticed jay’s flustered form so the she-devil that she is, decided to make him uncomfortable even more. “cute ass.”

“a while,“ he smirked, shit eating grin slowly starting to form along his lips too as he eyed her, “long enough to watch little miss witchy woo here trying to spell cast with love poems.. don’t think it’s really working out well, huh?“ he teased, sticking his tongue at her almost too childishly too as he recited one of the poems to her with a giggle. “so the poem spell casting thing you were doing again, and then maybe i’ll give it back to you.“ zero offered to her, a shit deal really. but well, he was a ghost that acted like a little devil, which probably showed even more when he floated up a little so that even if she did try to get him, she couldn’t.

eunice’s eyes widened in fear but mostly embarrassment and screamed, she could feel her face heat up but that doesn’t matter now. she looked around and picked up the closest thing of her reach- her notebook full of drawings and threw it at him. only to miss her target. she realized what she just did and ran up to where her notebook landed before the ghost could get it first. “no!” she pouted, her eyes rolling. “pretend you did not see anything. okay? what you saw back there.. that did not happen. that wasn’t me. that was patricia.” she said, using a line from her favorite movie, split. 

You can see the boy jump at her sudden exclamation, his chest tight from the outburst and his general fear of people. His face scrunches slightly, but he makes little to know eye contact as confusion etches it’s ways onto his face as he isn’t quite sure on how to respond to her statement., instead he decides to point below her shoe, clutching his sketchbook to his chest, “my colored pencils..”

eunice raised an eyebrow in slight confusion, looking down to where he points. she felt something under her sole so she subtly stepped harder on it on purpose. a snap was heard when he moved her feet out, exposing a broken colored pencil. “oh!” a low squeak came out of her mouth as she bent down to pick it up. “i’m sorry, i didn’t mean to!” she lied, looking sincerely sorry at the fragile young man in front of him. “i’m so sorry, i didn’t know it was there. should.. should i buy you another one? perhaps a set of it? it’s the least i can do. please let me repay you.” she said as a thin smile form on her lips. praying for him to say yes. she does find him cute, like a puppy cute, and she was bored so a company wouldn’t hurt.

A small smile worked over his face as he recognised Eunice though his attention soon returned to what might just become the newest exhibit in the room. “We were wondering what paint would work best as an adhesive.” He explained with a small laugh. There was no real reason to explaining why a bunch of art students wanted to find out such a thing. It was just easier to accept what went on then question it. “Started with just a few bits of string stuck to a piece of wood end with paintings on the ceiling. Damn, I hope whoever they belong to doesn’t mind them getting…borrowed like this.” The werewolf sighed before quickly stealing a chip out of Eunice’s hand.

“Sucks to be that person then, I guess. You all here at wild.” she chuckled, looking at up Soohan’s tall figure. “Ugh, I wish I can fly so I won’t have to look up at you all the time. You’re only giving me neck pains.” she scrunched up her nose, she was exaggerating of course, as what she always does but she really hates standing next to tall people all the time. which is basically 98% percent of the population in keisung. eunice looked at him after he stole the chip at her hand, “how disgusting can u get? that literally just came out from my mouth awhile ago. ew.” she grimaced. it was a joke of course.she took out another piece of chip and threw it in the air for her to catch but failed. acting as if nothing happened, she shook soohan’s arms. “oppa, teach me how to paint pleassse.”

He merely hummed at her whilst taking a seat opposite her,more interested in his drink that her apologising for her informality. Whilstusing that same annoying nickname. “Latin isn’t sacred. Just old. You’d besurprised how much unimportant old stuff people like to claim as sacrednowadays.” He mumbled around the rim of his glass. “Well, if you’re looking foractual spell books maybe look for them in a language you know. The library doesn’thave them all just to sit there and be pretty. And the fact you’ll throw a ‘loveyou’ at anyone hot says a lot. You really are still a child.”

“But the library is so big and I don’t have that enough time to actually look for spell books. Besides, I didn’t get this book from the library. I don’t know whose book this was, I just found it at the hallway and you know the rule “Finders keepers, losers weepers”? Yeah, I did that.” she explained, eunice doesn’t exactly know why she basically just admitted that she stole this book to her professor... but it she did and she now regrets it. she’s knows she’s so stupid but shit happens. “ANYWAY,” she changed the subject real quick before getting scolded again by the vampire. “I was kidding! I’m not a child, clearly- I am a strong independent grown woman already.” she crossed her arms and pouts like a literal child. “My skin may not be as glass-like clear as yours but I am a woman who does her skin routine.... sometimes. something kids can’t do.”

blue-ish eyes grows wider at the mention of her name, chaerin gives the fallen angel a playful glare before saying, “i know you’re happy to see me, eunice, but control your goddamn voice or we’ll get thrown out of this place if you shout again.” the veela lets out another sigh, pulling out the chair next to eunice and sits down. “and you whine too much.” resting one arm on the table, she uses it to prop her head, so that she is turning to face eunice again. “obviously not to see you. it’s none of your business what am i doing here, hun’.” she doesn’t even know why anyways. “maybe i came here for some peace, but looks like some whiny ass has ruined it, so i’m a little disappointed.” a smile is forced on her lips. “are you into spells or something now? why are you trying to learn those stuffs?” she asks out of curiosity, still looking at eunice. 

“last time i checked, we paid for this library so i can do whatever i want. also, i don’t care if anyone hear’s me.” she gave the blonde a shrug then playfully gives her a side eye, smirking. “you don’t have to deny, hun. i know you missed me.” eunice winked at chaerin, grinning before she goes back to reading. “i’m basically just reading all that is written in this book, hoping that i could find a spell that will help me or make me know how to levitate things so i won’t have to stand up because i’m lazy. that was until learned that this book is actually a scam as it is filled with poems.” she pouted. “but hey! in my defense, it was writted in latin! so i really thought this belongs to a witch or something. i was scammed. i am the victim here.” 

minhwan was still exploring, still looking around the campus and places around the campus that were owned locally by other supernaturals. he didn’t really have anywere in mind or any idea of where he was going either, but his friend had told him about a cafe nearby that would be open whenever he needed it, and so minhwan figured it might be a good idea to go ahead and search for that first ( though he kind of wished he’d brought jay along.. ). maybe he could get a coffee and try calm his nerves– calm himself from looking over his shoulder every so often as if the hunters were just going to appear–

but minhwan doesn’t even notice the person in front of him either. doesn’t take in their presence until he literally slams into the back of them, and a small whine would’ve stumbled past his lips.. but the sound that ends up coming out just sounds wrong. weak. he can’t make sounds anymore, after all. but he doesn’t really realise that it might’ve come across like he was following them either, that he was a 6′1 wolf, looking intimidating as hell from a distance whilst being the softest too.. he just doesn’t really realise that maybe it kind of looked like he was following them, and now he’s gone and walked into them too and now minhwan just feels horrible and it probably shows on his face as he tries to mouth out apologies.

eunice stopped in her tracks when she saw a mother duck crossing the road with a few baby ducks trailing behind her. she has a soft thing for animals, especially animal babies. she wasn’t much in a hurry anyway so she decided to stay around for a little while and observe the yellow bunch, looking down at them so adorably, mentally busting uwus right now. she almost stepped on the last baby duck when a force pushed her from behind. eunice rolled her eyes so hard that she’s ready to throw hands at whoever or whatever it is that ruined her moment with the ducks. turning around, her face immediately softened when she looked up at minhwan’s visual, his figure towering over her. “HWANSSI!” she exclaimed excitedly, happy to see him outside as she jumped on him, her small figure wrapped around his muscular built.

‘  who on earth are you talking to ?  going senile in your old age , hm ?  ’  her voice is airy and light as she teases her dear friend  ;  carrying through the near - enough empty room weightlessly . it’s not hard to tell that such a sound was the sole source of many a person’s demise , even when it above water - it sounds like a trickle of light , or warmth working it’s way down one’s spine . of course , eunice is not and never will be on the receiving end of such an incantation , far too fond of her fallen - angel of a classmate to ever put her in harms way regardless of her natural instincts .  nose wrinkled up in barely shielded disgust at the smell of the item in question , even as she wraps her hands around the circumference of the cup . coral obliges only because the other seems ticked off enough with wasting her time , knowing the feeling of irritation spewing beneath the surface intimately .  that , and she wants to get the hot chocolate as far away from her as possible : she’d never liked things sweet  .  ‘ i know you love me , but your words will only get you so far . love seems to loose it’s meaning after you’ve said it thirty - odd times . ’  a flash of blonde infiltrates the other’s personal bubble , passing the drink towards her before leering humorously .   ‘ anyways , i’d love to know who you’re learning poetry for .  i didn’t take you to be a romantic , but stranger things have happened . ’

there was something in her other half of Kang, coral’s voice that makes eunice calm. maybe it’s a siren thing - she thought. but it wasn’t only her voice though, but also her overall presence. so with that, her irritant feeling slowly falters as coral was with her today. “myself and hey! i am not that old.” she pouts as she answers coral’s first question. she mumbled a thank you as the siren handed her the hot choco, taking a sip of the hot beverage and putting it down before she talks. “but i wasn’t lying tho.” she encountered. eunice is, no doubt the type to say the words to anyone, strangers or friends whenever she likes. throwing it around like it doesn’t really mean anything to her. in which is partly true, but she does love her friends so she’s also not afraid to tell them that.

"but coral, you know i’m not into those things! i honestly didn’t understand a thing in this book. if i had known that these were just a bunch of poems then i never should’ve picked this up in the first place.” she said, closing the book and handing it out to her friend. “do you want to keep it?”

zero snickered as he listened to her, hanging out behind her ( upside down for the matter, because why not ), and just listening to her ranting. he didn’t even think she entirely knew he was there either, but well, zero didn’t mind just listened to her rant away. it was entertaining to him, after all, and he might not understand latin or spells, but.. well, it sounded weird to him is all he was gonna say on that topic. it’s when she seems to take notice of his presence though that zero drifts down a little more instead, sighing almost too dramatically at her. “you should look at the person you’re talking to before you order them about like that,” he huffed, moving the hot chocolate further away from her instead, picking it up and just holding as he moved around to be more visible.

eunice eyed zero suspiciously, her eyes squinting and lips pouting. “how long have you been here?” she asked. she knows he’s the type to sneak up on others and not letting them know. a light blush crept up to her face as she imagined him around longer than she thought and witness her acting like an extra witch while spitting some Latin phrases that ought out to actually be love poems. it was so embarrassing that she prayed he didn’t see that side of her. she shook her head, erasing the thought. eunice pouted even more as she sees zero taking her cup away from her. “heyyyy! zeeerrrroooooooooooo- gimme that!” she whined, her hands reaching out for the cup but was seated still in her sit.

library isn’t a place one would associate with song chaerin, not even herself, so it is surprising to see the veela lurking around this place right now. sometimes she comes here because it is quiet, and she knows nobody’s gonna pick up a fight with her here. it doesn’t guarantee much though. chaerin stops by this shelf, tracing her fingers against the books as if to pretend she’s finding some books, when she catches someone whining about this stupid book she has read, how she feels tricked because it’s not what she thinks it is. does she not know that she’s in the library right now? she keeps listening though, but this girl just wouldn’t stop. a sigh leaves her lips, maybe she should go and remind her where she is again, so she could shut up. 

she makes her way towards the person, apparently she’s facing the other way, so chaerin only sees her back. but before she could even say anything, this person suddenly tells her to pass the hot chocolate sitting not far from her. unbelievable. she pauses for a moment, a little taken aback, but proceeds to take the drink and hands it to the girl anyways. that’s when she finally sees the other girl’s face, eventually recognizing her as kang eunice. no wonder. “do you have any idea how loud you are?” chaerin starts, leaning against the table as she crosses her arms across her chest. “the whole library could probably hear your whining.” the whole library is just chaerin, she’s sure of that. “or maybe how dumb you are for believing shit so easily like that.” 

“chaeriiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiin!” her face lit up when she saw her favorite veela, taking a sip from her hot choco as soon as she received it then putting it back on the the coffee table infront of them. eunice basically just ignored everything the other said, “you blab too much. the question is- what are you doing here?” she asked, eyeing the girl from head to toe. not the gonna lie but eunice likes being around chaerin, even if all they do is bicker at each other 24/7.

The art block was never not chaotic if Soohan was being honest but the day had been particularly entertaining with everything accumulating in a ghost managing to get 6 wet painting stuck to the ceiling. At first, it had only led to more mess but now everyone who had witnessed the incident seemed content with just quietly watching the poor paintings or getting on with their own. It was only after another fifteen minutes and only minimal movement from the canvases that he looked up again. “Wanna bet on how long it’s going to take to for one to fall down?”

art wasn’t eunice’s major but she was fortunate enough that they gave her an art class after begging for the administrator to put the subject in her schedule. it was one of her favorite classes, third if she’d rank it next to literature. she couldn’t paint to save her life but she does like to draw sometimes. another reason why she loves the art block is because it wasn’t as boring or as peaceful as she thought, it was the opposite. not that she was complaining though, she enjoys it even more. she was looking around at the place, not even surprised anymore. “two seconds when i do it.” she answered when she approached soohan with her chips in her hands, looking up at the tall figure before her. “what happened this time?”

          jaewoo did his BEST to not listen to others when he was younger, not paying attention to his surroundings much at all unless they concerned him.    over the course of his years, he had to do better, pay attention and learn or else things could go terribly wrong … much like how they did with his brother.    that was quite the turning point for most things; the way he lived, the way he THOUGHT, the way he behaved.    even in the way he leaned, jaewoo wanted, no needed to pay more attention to his surroundings, especially now that his major played a big part in it.    so listening to the other speak was a trip, an entertaining one,     “love me? wow—-”     the pink haired male chuckles,     “moving a bit too FAST, no? we just had our first passionate night of sex yesterday, but i suppose i’m irresistible,”     jaewoo chuckles, taking a seat in front of her,     “also, you can easily get your own hot chocolate, it’s right in front of you.”

eunice rolled her eyes automatically when she recognized the voice, it wasn’t that hard for her to not recognize the owner of it as, as much as she hate to admit, the only thing that she’d heard on loop last night. “i said hate you. damn autocorrect.” she said as she grimaced at the figure who is now in front of her. “then what’s the use of your presence here if you cannot get it for me? it’s too far for my reach.” her mug literally stands within her reach but eunice is too lazy.

He was sat in the courtyard, pencil gripped tightly in his hand as he sits there patiently trying to create something he was satisfied with. Each stroke was important in making a master piece; if it wasn’t the way he envisioned then it wasn’t really WASTED,  it would just be used to create something else but that didn’t mean Hansol wasn’t going to strive for perfection, either. With the music that filled his ears, he didn’t notice the amount of people who entered the courtyard, he simply was too entranced by the light lines drawn in his sketch book, but when a few of his colored pencils roll off of the table, his eyes follow; standing up as if to go and get them—that is, until he saw them crush under the heel of someone’s shoe. “I–oh–Oh no..” He mumbles to himself, finally meeting the other person’s gaze.

on her free time, eunice either can be found in her dorm or practically everywhere around the campus. as she is the time who likes to stroll around, admiring her surroundings and judging these other creatures as she waits for her next class. as per usual, she really wasn’t minding anything that is on her way until she heard bumped into someone, her facial expression quickly changed as she faces probably the most cutest face in this place. “uwu! you have the most softest looking cheeks. can i eat them?” she blurted out. she was always this awkward in first meetings. “but aw, what’s with the face?”

Minho hadn’t been looking for Eunice in the slightest, but it was hard to miss her whining about something. So, he’d taken a slight detour from his way to his office to peer over her shoulder at the seemingly disappointing book. Without much thought he passed her the drink, turning his nose up at the smell, before finally moving to stand in front of her. “You really thought spell books would be so flowery and overdramatic that this would be it?” He said with a click of his tongue. Just about managing to read the pages upside down that the poems weren’t actually half bad, especially for Latin. “They’re a lot more to the point or at least the ones in Russians are. Also, don’t throw around ‘love you’ as easily as that, could have had a wolf of demon stood behind you.”

the lass stopped reading once she heard her literature teacher’s voice and immediately look up to him, chuckling awkwardly as she took her drink. “sorry for being a lil’ informal there, gramps. wasn’t expecting you.” she said honestly, throwing in the nickname she gave him as she pouts at his statement. “well, yeah... i mean, it was in Latin and Latin is a very.. sacred language that is atleast not the language that i expect for to be used in sappy ass poetries. ah, now i can’t stop imagining the holy spirit writing and being this whipped and broken at the same time.” eunice goes back to skimming the book again, not really bothering to even read the verses again because she was already aware that she would just sound stupid acting like she’s casting a spell when in real life she was just spitting nonsense. “I can’t even read Russian letters and meh, if that wolf demon is hot then he or she deserves my ‘love you’s. kidding, i’m team vampire please don’t disown me!”