#luhan-ia

"Ah. Hey there. Sorry but I am no student. I’m just visiting."

To rectify yet another wrong assumption. Her smell though was distinctly familiar, vibrated through his senses enticing memories of something he knew. “Ah. You’re a human!” He exclaimed, somehow happy with that discovery. He still felt a sort of connection, with what he considered his kind, in some part at least. And realization that none of the previously met was  of his kind just hit him with full strength. So he offered the girl a friendly smile “I’m Lu Han. Or just Han.” He said hoping they at least exchange names. “You’re a student, right?”

Well shit, that would have been more awkward if the healer had any sense of embarrassment in her. Good thing she didn't. Instead, she just laughed it off and scratched at her elbow. "Sorry bro, you just look like you be a young ass peep who be needn' that magical education, yo." It wasn't an insult, more just the truth of the matter; that the guy looked a shit ton young.

It was the end of Naeun’s first day at Insolitus, and overall, it was incredibly exhausting. Feet sluggishly force themselves to move across the hallway floors, the soft echoing of footsteps trails behind the frail figure in what seems to be an endless cycle. It doesn't take long for a ticklish boredom to weigh down the young female’s shoulders and she now securely holds the dormitory map firmly in between slim fingers, studying the sheet carefully under watch, eyes dart up towards the near-right corner of the printed paper, marked with ‘1A.’ The girl had probably spent a good hour trying to find the correct floor she belonged on, knowing such a simple task shouldn't have been this difficult; her gaze glued onto the yellow highlighting which indicated that ‘1A’ was to be the place she’d stay in attendance to this new school. Naeun couldn't help but be somewhat excited to see her new room; a new home—she took an abrupt stop in front of a door that she finally managed to find, just as she glanced back to the paper  multiple times to confirm. “Thank God.” Naeun heaves a hefty sigh, the day having already been overwhelming.

Fiddling to quickly unlock the entrance of her new dorm, the small click of the opening entry couldn't ever have sounded so pleasant. Pushing lightly against the door, the girl peeked her head inside cautiously; eyeing the surroundings before entering slowly.

This was it—This was “1A”!

Not being able to contain her excitement, the female let out a small squeal; dropping her bags onto the floor unconsciously and turning to lock the door behind her. Taking not the slightest moment to hesitate, Naeun hurries in the direction of the beds; plopping herself down comfortably onto the unfamiliar mattress, sprawling herself out as she rolls around in attempt to find the best position to sleep — damn, these blankets were soft and the exorcist couldn't help but wrap herself in them.

{ are you still up for the fake your death plot ?? }

Basil found herself dragged along on the school trip. It was nothing special she had been to Paris and France multiple times before. It was like slightly repeating the past. If she wanted to repeat it.. But it was the sight of one of her professors that had caught her eye. Walking herself over to Luhan she tilts her head. He seemed troubled to her and she found herself moving next to him with a shy smile.