#msujianyi

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she’s still out of breath as she fixes her hair, checking that her shirts not wrinkled and her skirts not scrunched up at the back. her legs wobble as she tries to make herself presentable, in case she bumps into anyone on her way back to her dorm. she stops for a moment, just to admire jianyi’s broad shoulders as he sorts himself out, then frowns and tugs her phone out to look at her reflection. her frown deepens as she realises there’s a hickey on her neck. “what did i say about not leaving them where people can see them?” she hisses, lightly smacking his bicep. 

they’d snuck away from the hustle and bustle of start of term goings-on, eager to get back to old habits that had been put on hold over the summer break. as much as astrid loathed to admit it, she’d craved jianyi since the day she’d last met up with him before the months apart. she was, however, glad that she’d not had to deal with his absolute idiocy for a while. the downside to this whole thing was having to hear him speak. every little thing that comes out of his mouth just makes her blood boil. 

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Malia had no idea how she’d gotten into this predicament— she didn’t even want to play paintball. But flashback aside, this was the situation she was in, and there was no getting out of it now. (Never in her life had she so desperately wished that she were an owner of a time turner.) There wasn’t anyone around her who wasn’t busy trying to keep themselves from getting tagged, so Malia was on her own. Tightening the grip on her paint gun, the girl couldn’t help but be more afraid of the suspense of not getting shot yet than for the other to have done so immediately upon spotting her. 

She recognized the quidditch player from a few matches of Nate’s and she swore she would do her best to avoid coming face-to-face with him. Yet, here she was, being forced to face one of her biggest fears upon arrival.

Miso loves magical creatures, beside his pets and himself there’s not anything he loves more. Miso was first introduced to magical creatures when he began at Mokseong University, yet there’s nothing he loves like magical creatures, it was basically love at first sight. And though Miso has never been one to admit when he has a friend, though he’s too confused to understand when someone is a friend, he considers most if not all of the creatures at Mokseong’s magical creatures reservation his friends, that’s how much he loves magical creatures. 

And though Miso has been very bored at this event today, right now he isn’t bored, he’s petting a pretty niffler. A niffler is actually much like Miso, they’re both cute and love shiny things. And though Miso knows he shouldn’t, suddenly he gets the idea of taking the niffler home, the niffler does seem to want to go home with Miso, but just as Miso opens up his bag he hears a voice “what are you doing?”  Miso looks to the side. “Nothing” he says, closing his bag.

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why did jianyi look so smug? that was the first thing that crossed callie's mind as soon as she met up with the older male. out of all the events the carnival had planned, callie was definitely looking forward to the butterbeer drinking competition in which jianyi had agreed to go with her earlier that week. however, when she had finally met up with jianyi that evening to head on over to said event, the smugness that was so apparent on his face as if he absolutely knew something that callie didn't -- it didn't sit well with her at all. it sort of terrified her actually.

for as long as callie has known the other, it was never a good sign to see the man smirking. and the fact that he was keeping so tight-lid about and was being so nonchalant, it was definitely enough to set off alarms in callie's head.

"okay, i'll bite... jianyi, what are you hiding behind that smirk of yours?" the shorter of the two asked, her eyes narrowed slightly as if it would help her drag the cursed information out of him. obviously, it wouldn't. she knew it wouldn't. if anything, it was a futile effort from the start.

approaching the set up that was specifically made for the competition, the chaser looked up at the hwaseong beater, her arms crossed. why did he have to be so secretive? but then again, was it really him being secretive if he's just dangling the information right in front of her face?