#continuity -

classes had come to an end, and as tyche swiftly shoves her books into her tattered messenger bag ( she really needs to save up and buy a brand new one ), she doesn’t seem quite enthusiastic for another appointment with the institute’s counselor. however, her consciousness tells otherwise while she ambles through the ocean of mutants, so she approaches the entrance of a different hallway — a complete contrast of the previous corridor. she stands a few feet away from joonmyun’s doorstep before the door suddenly flies open, revealing a sniveling male walking past her — she almost doesn’t notice his body disappearing into nowhere, bit by bit, his cells vanishes from her sight. the familiar man emerges from his narrow office seconds later with a concerned look directed not toward her, but to the vast hallway. "don’t blame me — blame his teleporting abilities." tone nonchalant, she rolls her eyes instantly.

joonmyun closes his eyes when his door slams open — he can feel the grating of a migraine pounding at his skull, but he still stands to hurry after the younger male who just threw open the door in his hysteria, to get out — to get away. this isn’t a day that’s going well; not for kim joonmyun — he wasn’t expecting the teleporter to shift into his office cell by cell only to hide in the corner and mutter to himself for most of it, especially when he hadn’t seen him before ( wasn’t sure he was even a student, either. )

but joonmyun is patient and joonmyun is kind, still approached him in an attempt to calm the frenzy that waged in the child’s heart but it only led to pacing and a too quick speech. he stands at the door with wide eyes, a little worse for wear now that it .. seems over, but still there’s the concern somewhere deep inside his heart — he wants to know. he should have been able to fix this. but he sighs, a little resigned to the state of affairs when he finally looks at tyche — smiles despite his aching head and leans against the door frame.