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atxhyunseok

Dohyun used to live his life without consequence. He would do whatever he wanted because, in most cases, he knew that he could get away with whatever he wanted. He had no qualms about tricking his opponents into betting thousands of dollars, and didn’t even stop to think twice about taking that money when it was awarded to him. Worrying about things like karma had seemed silly to him; if karma was just a cruel twist of probability, then he could easily keep her at bay. Because of this self assured attitude, Dohyun often shrugged off the idea of karma, which had ultimately left him blind to the twisted way in which it worked.

It had begun with his detention. Although he voluntarily confessed his wrongs and admitted to whatever crimes he had committed, the police officers had direct orders to keep him in holding for two extra days (to build character or something to that effect). That holding cell had served as his first introduction to the wicked ways in which karma worked. It had manifested in the form of someone who Dohyun would classify as the most insufferably annoying person he had ever met. The twelve hours they spent together had easily been the most agonizingly long twelve hours of his life; and he all but rejoiced when he had escaped from there. Now that he was at the academy, he was more than ready to place all of that behind him; but that’s when karma reared its ugly head for the second time.

In his orientation group, his group leader had come up with the wonderful idea to place them in groups of two for a bonding exercise. Each group would have to come up with a team name, team slogan, and then use their combined powers and knowledge to solve various puzzles throughout the day. In short, it was torture disguised in the form of a bonding exercise, and he wasn’t on board with the idea. Despite this, he had managed to keep his mouth shut, and even bit his tongue when the group leader insisted that each group was going to be picked at random out of a hat. These were all things he thought he could cope with. However, when he heard his name called along with a name that sounded too painfully familiar, Dohyun had known that he had pissed off whatever god that had been in control of karma.

atxasteria

Moving around was something that he had been no stranger to. At sixteen he had managed to move from one country to a completely different country and from living with his parents to living on his own, all within a span of a few months. With these changes came the normal worries about adjusting to new surroundings, forgoing new friendships, and getting used to a new environment, but he had always managed to push through it all. So Dohyun wasn’t too worried about the prospect of this new change in his life. It was something that he was used to making; but that’s not to say it didn’t come with challenges.

The past few days had been full of excitement and much fanfare, but through it all he couldn’t remember actually eating a proper meal. Sustaining himself with sandwich quarters and coffee didn’t exactly make for a real meal, so he had decided to properly treat himself and go to the cafeteria. He’d heard good things about their selection, and looked forward to eating something hearty. As he walked he regarded the crowd of students making their way towards the cafeteria with mild interest. They looked excited, sporting the same dewy eyed look of amazement that he probably had plastered on his face a few hours ago. 

He was more than content with keeping to himself and reserving his social skills for one of the larger events held with his orientation group; but something had stopped him. It was a quick glimpse, but a familiar and welcome one. It had been a few years since he had last seen her, and odds were slightly outside of his favor considering the circumstance, but he had no choice but to act on the impulse.