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She shrugged with a smile, “Hmmm, You are loyal. That’s cute.” She wasn’t worried, she just picked whatever to say to him and that came out first. Hwaeji wasn’t even disappointed, it was rather funny. “Why are you bowing to me?” She laughed harder, “I may be old but hardly 606 years isn’t old at all. Please if you were to bow. Bow to my father or someone else. I am too young for that.”

Hyunwoo's eyes widened in realization at the words that came out of the stranger's mouth. He stared at her for a moment, unsure of how to approach her with inquisitive questions that nagged at the back of his mind. "606 years old?! And you're calling yourself too young to deserve my bow?" He joked lightly, trying to ease the growing tension between them. "Sooo... are you like, a vampire or something, Noona?"

Hyunwoo stared blankly at the stranger, his cheeks flushing into a faint blush. "Ah-- I'm really flattered that you would even consider asking me for one, but I don't think a certain someone would like that very much." Bowing his head in courtesy, he flashed her an apologetic smile. "I'm sorry."

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Wandering off to places she wasn't familiar with seemed to become a bad habit of hers. Walking up to the first person spotted, Taeyeon hesitantly tapped the female on her  shoulder-- an awkward smile plastered on her face.

❝Excuse me, miss? Could  you help me? I'm sorta lost.❞

I am going to live in a castle, with grandeur you—my pets—could only wish to see in your lifetime. I am going to be taught by the most impressive and well trained of our kind, and live like a queen. Do try to contain your jealousy. Those had been his sister’s last words to him before she’d turned her nose up, and left the room with her head held high, in a bustle of satin skirts and golden hair, to marry a man who was twice her age and held no love for her, it was all a simple business transaction; his sister in exchange for money and more power.

Perhaps that was also why he felt so particularly terrible today after having received a phone call from a crying sister who was unhappy with her life and begged her brother to do something to help her out. Aren't you a law student? You can help me, can't you?

Of course he knew what she was implying, but it would take a lot more than just simple knowledge and will to get what she wanted. Suho groaned inwardly, as he made his way to the library; a place he hated from the bottom of his heart so it was even more surprising to find him going there for comfort but he figured that the quietness could help putting his mind at rest.