Janus

"I think if you own this place then surely you know how to read the newspaper." He steps up to the counter - not wanting to waste anymore time than necessary. He wants to go home, the only reason he was here was because some officers asked him to try again. Yes, he wanted the vigilante on his side just as much as they did. But at the same time he knew it was going to be difficult to persuade him within one meeting. 

she looks up in surprise when she feels someone tap her on the shoulder, and see hanbin, half his face covered by a snapback. “where’s everyone,” he asks, frowning. hayi shrugs her shoulders in response. “dunno. we can wait for a bit first? if the other two don’t show up we’ll just start by ourselves.”

hanbin looks like he’s contemplating ditching her, but she knows he values his grades a lot more than his ‘cool’ image allows him to show, so he doesn’t, in the end. they strike up a friendly enough conversation - she’s got chemistry class with him, three days a week, which means they know each other, kind of. kwangmin and minwoo are nowhere to be found, and hayi finds herself straining her neck to sieve through the students milling around the lobby for the two of them.

He slings his bag over his shoulder and starts to walk towards the meeting spot. At least he gets to do the more hands on part of the project, making the poster. Though he doesn't know why they need to make one in the first place, the teacher probably thought it would make the project more 'fun'. Youngmin would make it decent, but he doubted he could have fun with making such a thing.

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He follows the younger into their room, walking over until he was sitting on the bed with another small sigh. He mentally prepared himself for the assault on the door that might come. "I'm such a mess...." He grumbles, thinking aloud as he runs a hand over his face.

hayi smiles at him, not wanting to talk about the strange smell anymore. there’s a niggling feeling against her side that tells her he’s lying, the sudden change in his expression and tone tipping her off. "she must use it pretty often, huh?" she feels offended, even though she knows it’s a little irrational. still, she’d rather not dig her grave any deeper and piss off the only group member she has now, so she quells the thoughts of lies and turns back to their project. it isn’t likely that she’ll ever have to interact with him outside of this, she thinks.

Youngmin lifts his head up slightly at the comment, eyebrow raising. Did she go around smelling people or something? She never seemed so strange at a distance, then again - shouldn't judge a book by it's cover. "She loves the stuff. Gives me a headache though." He decides to comment before looking back off at his book. This project could take awhile, sadly. They didn't have much time to do it either -- why did teachers like to torture the students like this?

The girl just nodded, at his questions— she was fine now, but she hated hospitals. Also when she got out, she bought herself a room at one of the nicest hotels in Gotham for two nights. Nice right? But, “Really? I mean.. he’s just.. so cool and kind of cute too. Like, I have something important to tell him, and this time for sure— he won’t think I’m so well lame.” She said it was more a deflated at the end, hating how fangirlish she came off when Hyewon did have something to tell him, “I mean.. I’m sure he’s super busy, I want to see him again— but- I don’t want to me dying or like, flirting with him. It’s just really hard when he’s so manly and all cool. Like a man of few words— it’s just so cool.” She saved it with a smile, so she thought. “I mean I’m sure you don’t want to hear me go on, cause trust me I can..” She jokes, but literally she could go on about Janus forever and ever. 

"Well how else are you supposed to get to know a hero that you've never met in person? The internet is really the only place I've seen him. You're lucky to have met him in person. Besides, you know, you almost freezing to death. I guess that wasn't so lucky." He laughs sheepishly, rubbing at the side of his neck. He ignores the cute comment if only because he knows know how to respond. He tries to think of some comforting thing to say that would convince her that Janus didn't think she was lame at all, but it was hard considering he was supposed to act like he didn't know of the situation at all. Maybe he should just start avoiding Hyewon when he came to school, let Kwangmin actually deal with her. It might be easier for Kwangmin to process.

"I'm sure you'll see him again. But please do us both a favor and don't get into trouble to do it okay?" He grins. "Or else I'm going to have to come visit you in the hospital and be super embarrassing around you when the nurses and doctors are around." He said before pulling her into the store as they came upon it, unwrapping his arm from her shoulders to go and grab a cart.

she looks up in surprise when she hears the scratch of metal against the floor as kwangmin stands up. he manages to leave the classroom louder than before, slamming the door shut as more people start chiming in, nearly shrieking to be heard. there’s a scoff from behind, and hayi turns, recognising the person shouting. “what a coward, ha! teacher’s pet must be so scared, am i right?” of course it’d be the resident troublemaker who’d be stirring up more trouble, as if it wasn’t enough. hayi sighs and closes her textbook, storing it under her desk.

"it isn’t a joke, you know," she says, looking at the boy. "you could get killed. don’t be stupid.”

the other is glaring at her, making a show of rolling his eyes and laughing. “oh, ‘don’t be stupid’,” he mocks, voice pitched higher. “it’s only stupid if you don’t support the joker, got it?”

hayi stills, surprised by his response. he’s one of the joker’s supporters? great, she thinks, and shrugs. “we’ll see.”

she leaves it at that, walking out of the classroom. it seems her classmate takes no interest in her, just scoffing when she leaves. the class is back at it, arguing fiercely - but not about how dangerous it is, no, they’re arguing about which gang’s going to go down first. hayi can’t believe it. she knows she’ll have to go back to class sooner or later, when their homeroom teacher comes back, but she’d rather be away from her class for as long as she possibly can. hayi spots kwangmin a few paces away, down the hallway. she walks towards him, then hesitates. he might want to be alone, after all.

People were so stupid, so naive. If they hadn't been a direct victim of the gang violence they extremely underestimated how damaging and dangerous it could really be. People were dying, being injured -- the police forces were stretched so thin that it probably didn't look like they were doing anything to help but really they were trying all they could. The normal citizen didn't know how much the police were really helping all around the city. He only did because of his hero persona. For a moment he wonders what he would react like if he didn't have that perspective.

He puts the picture away a few moments later, shoving it back into his bag. It seems like seconds later he feels the tap on his shoulder. Taking a deep breath, he turns his head to see Hayi. He's surprised, maybe because he didn't think she'd care enough to be asking that. 

Seungheon is taking a final count of the day’s sales, which are quite pathetic, when the bell on the door chimes. He glances up briefly to take note of who, exactly, had walked in, and then the open cash register in front of him steals back his attention. Though, it doesn’t steal so much of it that he can’t greet the customer. 

"Yeah, I mean— They had to get a hold of either him or that bitc— or our step mom…" He mumbled quietly, his hand gripping his brother’s slightly. "I’ll explain it to him and see if he’ll get it through his head this time." There was only so much he could explain before it’d be him repeating the same thing over and over again to their father.

Youngmin gives a small nod, and a sigh. Their father never understood why the older twin was like this. He wouldn't even let Youngmin see a therapist really - though even youngmin wasn't to sure he wanted to talk about his problems to a stranger. But still, that and some better medication would probably be very helpful. Not that their father wanted to admit anything was wrong with one of his precious sons. 

They get inside the house and Youngmin shrinks just a little bit. He tries to hide behind his brother as their father came up to them. He grips at his brother's shoulder's, making sure his father can't pull him closer without going through Kwangmin first. Probably a selfish strategy, but at the moment he couldn't handle anyone being close to him except for Kwangmin. Social interaction was near impossible until he was completely calmed down and maybe had some of that medicine that was given to him in his system. 

"it’ll be fine, y’know," she says, when kwangmin returns. hayi shrugs. "arkham’s security really sucks, but the people who escaped will definitely be caught soon, i hope." she frowns a little when she brings up arkham. she thinks the police are incompetent, only managing to frighten the civilians and excite the joker’s supporters, without doing anything concrete. hadn’t someone else escaped only recently? there are rumours, too, of corrupt policemen that make her blood boil. she wishes there was someone still around to keep the crime in its place, someone better.

He didn't comment on the security. He had never been to arkham, so he wouldn't know. Maybe Code would, but Youngmin had never bothered to approach the asylum in any sort of way. Just as long as that freak was locked up, it didn't matter. Now he was out and causing trouble without even lifting a finger, his goons were doing it for him. He released a heavy sigh, looking back down at his book, hoping the teacher would just come in soon and make everyone shut up. 

Sadly, that wasn't the case, and despite Hayi's ' comforting ' words, everyone else was still talking about the event and that didn't help his mood at all. Especially when one of the loudmouths of the class decides to try and pull 'Kwangmin' into the conversation that had somehow turned into some classroom debate over the course of their little chat. "What do you think Kwangmin? Isn't all this stuff cool?" 'Cool'? God he hated the spoiled brats at this school.