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msuwill​:

it was good to see cam again. no matter what else was going on, there was still that moment where he was looking at him and it felt like home again. will does everything he can not to focus on the bad stuff going on in his life because if he allows it in even a little bit, it will consume him— that’s not something he can afford. he prefers to keep things lighthearted, so he can trick himself and everyone around him into thinking he’s a lot stronger and more capable than he genuinely is. now that he will be around cam again, that’s more important than it was before.

so, he does one of the things that he does best; he puts on a smile and avoids the seriousness of the situation at any cost. “this place is full of smart girls, right? i figured i could score a few numbers hanging out in here.” he knows that’s not what cam was asking. he didn’t care why he was in the library, he wanted to know why he traveled thousands of miles and was standing in front of him after two years. but, will didn’t want to give him the answer to that. “what’s there to do for fun around here?” despite him trying to act so casual, as if it hasn’t been a day since they’d been in the same space as one another, he had a good feeling cam wasn’t going to let this go so easily.

on a list of things cam had expected, coming face to face with his brother in the school library had to be towards the bottom of the list. even now, he wasn’t sure what emotion he should be feeling, yet he couldn’t shake this uneasy feeling in his gut. cam was alert, on edge, and he was trapped in an endless cycle of letting his guard down only to build it up again. he waited for a serious answer from his brother, though he wasn’t the least bit surprised when he was met with a joke, of all things.

( 1:19 am ) why don’t you have his notifs on?

( 1:20 am ) sounds sus to me…

( 1:23 am ) i was studying but i still liked it almost immediately

jieunmsu​:

jieun is this close to giving up. she’s spent way too long looking for her earring at this point, definitely way longer than the little thing is even worth. it’s a nice earring though, so finding it again would be nice, but at this point, she doubts she’ll ever see it again. 

it’s a small, insignificant thing in the grand scheme of her life, losing an earring, but she’d be lying if she said losing it hadn’t ruined her night. the party was already bad — she has no idea why she had even agreed to go in the first place — but then, just as she had been about to leave, she had noticed one of her ears feeling suspiciously empty. and sure enough, her earring was gone, having sent her on what felt like a wild goose chase across the party locales for that one, tiny little thing. 

but it’s no luck. sighing, she resigns herself to never seeing it again. she’s tired of this party anyway, has been tired of it for quite a while, and would’ve left already if it hadn’t been for that stupid, little earring. 

whatever. she’s out of here. she turns to leave, but just as she’s about to (because of course this happens with the luck she’s having today), she stumbles and falls into someone, nearly knocking them over in the process, but their grip on her is what’s keeping them both from falling over.

“hey. watch it, will you?” her tone is accusing, despite this probably being her own fault. actually, it most definitely is — she’s the one who tripped, after all. but when she conveniently falls into a man she can pin the blame on, she’s not about to apologize. she almost feels bad — the guy is cute, and it’s not like he did anything wrong but she is, as has already been established, annoyed. 

“let me go. i’m trying to leave.” 

while parties weren’t at the forefront of cam’s mind when it came to the many benefits of university, they were definitely a plus. granted, they hadn’t always been his scene—this was probably the last place his brother would expect to find him,—yet cam found himself 'living it up’ all the same. he would only get to be young once, after all; why not make the most of it?

he was minding his own business up until the point the girl fell into him, but luckily his reflexes were quick enough to catch her in time. while he had expected a ‘sorry’ or ‘thank you’, cam received neither. instead, he was met with what felt like snarky criticism, and it was enough to leave his brow furrowing in confusion. “me watch it?” he questioned under his breath, visibly confused.

what he wanted to tell her was that he had been watching it—him paying attention was the only reason he’d seen her in time to catch her. instead, however, he swallows the defensive words down, staring at the girl as she asked to be let go. that he could do, no problem. he let go of the stranger, holding his hands up in front of his chest as if he were surrendering.

starter for @msuyeonjun !

at first, the childish notes had struck cam as somewhat strange, though he had tried his best not to read too much into them. he had figured that it was a student doing their best to cry for attention, and he was okay with that—whatever it took to get them through the day. it wasn’t until they kept showing up in the most unusual places that his curious nature really began to take over, and, before long, he was desperate to learn who was behind them. at one point, he had even suspected his brother—though a quick conversation was all it had taken to discover that this wasn’t the case.

after nisa had made him follow her here only for them to stray away from it yet again, hamin was left with curiosity after her words had sparked his wonder. was he curious about his future? perhaps he was even if he didn’t want to admit it to himself.

hamin knew he wasn’t particularly good with reading tea leaves though. he’d have to find someone who could help him with that. using the duration of when he was drinking he scanned the area and eyed the guy beside him. not really one that was good at judging people he couldn’t tell if the guy knew anything about reading these but there was no harm in asking, right?

“excuse me… are you good with reading these?”

as part of the divination club, cam had offered to briefly help with tea leaf readings in the garden, though he wasn’t entirely sure why he had offered. he wasn’t a seer, and he was far from being the most gifted with divination. or at least, he could never learn anything of his own future, despite just how desperately he needed to know. what kind of wizard would he become? the question scared him, and he had hoped that his time in the divination club would be able to shed some light onto the issue.

msu:mayhem starter for @msuxnahyun !

it was already the second day of the carnival, meaning that the end of the event was now approaching. sure, there was still a full day ahead of him—but cam couldn’t stop thinking about the fact that all of this would be over in less than twenty-four hours. he let out a prolonged yawn, having not slept much the night before, before making his way over to the first face he recognized: nahyun from potions club.

msu:mayhem starter for @msucallie !

for the most part, cam was enjoying himself, wandering aimlessly about the grounds in search of entertainment. maybe the carnival would have been more fun if he had a designated partner to experience it with, yet, for the majority of the event, he found himself drifting between activities on his own. it wasn’t that he minded being alone—he didn’t, really—but there was something about the whole concept of a carnival that felt like it would be best enjoyed in the company of others.

msueve​:

eve liked to view herself as someone who was enterprising and intelligent; she knows what she wants and she weasels her way into getting it. sometimes, this takes manipulation and even a fair share of ass-kissing, but she didn’t mind the cost as long as she knew she would end up on top. as much as she loved her own company and viewed others as annoyances, she wasn’t daft or naive enough to believe that she could work her way up all on her own. every powerful organization in the world was just that— an organization. she was aware that she’d need allies, and her favorite just happened to be extremely capable… maybe that’s why she tended to stick to him, despite how infuriating he can be at times.

“cameron, if you don’t stop moving so fast, i’m going to be hit! i can’t help that your legs are the size of the twin towers, you need to be more aware. you promised to help me through this, so god help me, i’m getting through it!” as she yelled at him, she quickened her pace to make her way to him, grabbing onto his bicep with one hand and lazily clutching the gun in the other. “protect me, giant.”

how was it that he had gotten himself dragged into this? what had started out as a simple attempt to blow off some steam had turned into full-blown protection operation, and cam had no idea how he of all people had gotten stuck running it. was he just the first somewhat capable body that eve had laid eyes on? cam could never tell how the woman felt about him, especially given their rocky history; though it now seemed as if they had developed something that resembled friendship. at times, he almost felt like her apprentice—it was almost hilarious to think of just how far they had come since meeting the year before.

msuxhaeun​:

she smiles at him softly. she didn’t think he would be this worried when it came to the unicorns. besides, the young one seemed really interested in who (or what) haeun was talking to in the hedges. they were always more curious and accepting. especially with men. the mother unicorn was calm but there was no telling how protective she was when it came to men. so haeun intended on taking it slow.

“nothing is going to happen. not while i’m here,” she tells him gently. she tries to catch his gaze, even for a moment. it takes a bit for him to look back. she gives him a soft smile. “besides, i’m a healer? i can help you!” she wasn’t a healer yet but she’s been helping out at the apothecary for years. not to mention she does things on the side while at school. she was practically halfway there.

she pats the back of cam’s hand. “they really love melons and snow peas. don’t worry. i brought it with us!” she slips her fingers in between his, her other hand holding his arm gently to coax him out of the hedge. “we can feed them together. they love being fed.”

cam wanted nothing more than to believe haeun when she said that everything would be okay. he knew that she was probably right and that the possibility of a unicorn becoming agitated and attacking him were slim to none, but part of him didn't even want to take that chance. "you're a healer," he repeated under his breath. "okay." it was clear that he had no choice but to trust her.

haeun slipping her fingers between his helped to calm him down somewhat, but his heart still felt like it could beat out of his chest at any moment. could unicorns sense fear? or, an even worse thought: could they sense the kind of person that cam might one day become? he stared at the unicorns with wide eyes, his feet beginning to drag across the ground as they drew nearer.

msuyeonhee​:

if there was one thing that needed to be known about yeonhee, it’s the fact that she’s a hopeless romantic. granted, if she wasn’t one, then she wouldn’t have loved the numerous stories that she did so very much. of course, in said tales (a number of them she’s actually acted in), they do go big on the romanticization of how love is. so would she say that her vision of what a true love story is unrealistic? perhaps so. will she continue to be living in ignorance? of course. it’s bliss, after all. 

she doesn’t use that logic in this situation, however. any form of blind dating or putting a pair in a situation they cannot escape was just a recipe for disaster (the only time she excused it was for high school musical.) and while she will admit that the boy next to her looked handsome, this is not her ideal beginning to the story that revolves around her and her future lover. so she decides to make these ten minutes worthwhile by being… her typical self instead. 

“so… what’s your patronus?” she asks. it’s the first thing she can come up with, considering she wants to flaunt all about hers. “mine’s the unicorn, which i think is fitting because i’m really pretty.” 

/

the concept of speed dating wasn't something that cam had considered in the past. it wasn't like he was actively looking for a relationship at the moment, after all. even if he wanted to enter into a relationship with someone, he doubted that it would be the smartest idea for him, all things considering. yet, for whatever reason, he had found himself lined up for the carnival's 'speed dating' activity, having absolutely no idea what he expected to come out of it. if by some miracle he connected with someone—really connected with someone—then maybe he'd consider seeing where it might lead.

he doesn't even get a chance to speak once he's randomly seated with someone on the ferris wheel. despite the fact that cam had already mapped out his introduction (which he had forgotten almost immediately), the female with the bright hair seemed to have other plans to get their conversation off the ground.

at the mention of the girl's patronus, cam's nostrils flared as he dramatically failed to hide his discomfort. of course—out of everyone he could have been paired with, it only made sense that he'd get trapped with the unicorn enthusiast. "oh, a—a unicorn?" he questioned, trying to regain his composure as he cautiously eyed the stranger. "right, well... mine's a black swan." he gave no explanation, hoping that they could enter into a new conversation before she'd catch on to his strange reaction—the last thing he wanted was for the girl to start asking questions.

msuastrid​:

much of the rest of the carnival hadn’t been to astrid’s taste. she’d spent most of the time being pushed into competitions that she, of course, had to put her all into–she couldn’t lose after all. the rest of the time she’d been drinking spiked fruit punch and trying all the snacks available while lightly judging the outfits of the people around her. the things people wore to carnivals never failed to amaze her. 

but this, a bonfire, seemed perfect for astrid. especially since she’d managed to grab ahold of cam and tug him along to sit with her. they’re pretty far back in the circle of seating, just outside the pool of light the crackling fire is bathing the other students in. it’s a chilly evening, and she’d thrown on a soft, oversized hoodie to fight off the bite of the evening air. she’d, stupidly, not changed out of her skirt though, so her legs were suffering (at least she still got to show them off though–she often claimed her legs were her best feature). 

“it’s kind of romantic, don’t you think?” she lightly jokes, breathing out a gentle laugh as she nudges her shoulder against cam’s. despite the activities they often got up to astrid is reluctant to ever seriously call anything romantic around cam. not because she doesn’t want to do something romantic with him, but because she doesn’t want him to think she’s caught feelings and stop the fun the have together. it would only make things weird, and she values their friendship too much to let that happen. “i’m glad you agreed to sit with me. i’ve missed you this weekend. what have you gotten up to?”

the carnival had been a welcome change from cam’s usual habits of nonstop studying. there was so much knowledge out there waiting for him to discover, and so many ways that he could continue to improve upon himself—but that wasn’t all that the toseong student wished to devote his time to. as much as he tried to occupy himself so he wouldn’t dwell on things he’d rather not think about, it was downright miserable to try and avoid the outside world entirely. cam was naturally a social person, and he couldn’t see himself withdrawing completely.

there was something peaceful about experiencing the closing hours of the carnival with astrid by his side. they hadn’t seen each other much over the course of the weekend, though they seemed to agree that it was better late than never. astrid had always been someone that cam could focus on—a way to keep himself from dwelling on his fears. and ever since will had showed up out of nowhere, cam thought that he needed distracting now more than ever.

msu:mayhem starter for @msuwill !

flying had never been a problem for cam. while he had never been one for playing quidditch, it wasn’t the concept of flying that steered him away. his brother, on the other hand, might have made a decent quidditch player—if he wasn’t deathly afraid of heights. regardless of will’s fear, however, cam had somehow managed to convince him to at least try giving the flying bumper carts a shot; though it hadn’t taken ‘convincing’ so much as it had taken besting him at a game of rock-paper-scissors.

msuxhaeun​:

when haeun said she’d bring cam to see the unicorns, she didn’t think that he would be this fearful. she anticipated trepidation because unicorn horns glinted in the sunshine and they were awfully sharp. but unicorns were gentle unless given a reason not to be.

“come out of the hedges cam!” haeun reprimanded. she had a young foal with its head in her lap. its unicorn was just starting to sprout. haeun could estimate that it was closer to a newborn. probably only a few weeks old. very needy for affection and for its mane to be brushed. the foal’s mother kept a watchful eye but haeun has been coming to their team of horses since the school year started. though trust can be rescinded in a heartbeat. she tried not to be too loud.

she pat the foal twice to signal it to lift its head. it shakily returned to its mother. it was only then that she got up to go after her friend. “come on! why are you hiding over here? they’re all really sweet and they get excited when you bring them snacks.”

@msucam

cam wasn’t entirely sure how haeun had talked him into coming this far. clearly she meant a lot to him, as he wouldn’t have even considered doing something as reckless as this if anyone else had asked. would it be too embarrassing to run off somewhere far away? probably—he knew he was being ridiculous, but he could hardly help it.

he remained crouched in the hedges, paralyzed with fear as he stared out at the unicorns, not daring to take his eyes off of them for a second. “i’m not hiding,” he replied in a hushed tone, not sparing even a glance in haeun’s direction. “they know where i am, and i’m trying to be okay with that. i just—i feel a lot safer looking at them from this distance.”