#p:hf

The night was cold, but Yuna had seriously neglected her training for the past few weeks, and if she was going to be at a school with other Specials, and teach other Specials, then she was going to have to make sure that she could use her own ability. 

So, when she was sure that the city would mostly be asleep, Yuna made her way to the roof of her apartment building and lowered her top at the back just far enough to stretch her wings. At first the actual wings had been a burden to her, given that almost everyone else that she knew had no physical manifestation of their powers, but over time she’d grown fond. Twitching the paper-like wings on her back, Yuna jumped slightly and took flight. Though tentatively at first, quickly she was swirling through the air with great speed. She wasn’t usually one for adrenaline, but the feeling of rushing through the night was a thrill she couldn’t deny. 

the streets of seoul were getting a bit crowded, and jr. was very much looking forward to reaching the bus stop that he needed to get to. however, the cold weather made it seem ridiculously far away. when had the weather gotten so cold all of a sudden anyway?  he pulled his scarf closer to him and made sure that his gloves were on properly. "just a few more steps," he practically sang as music blasted in his earbuds. without thinking much of the people around him, he began to sing, occasionally breaking out into random dance as it not only warmed him up but it made the walk seem much shorter.

there weren't too many people at the bus stop. a few older ahjumma's and a few people his own age. he shrugged. he usually kept to himself on bus rides anyway, so when the bus showed up, he waited patiently in line, letting the older women cut in front of him. fortunately, the bus wasn't terribly crowded, but unfortunately, it was crowded enough that all the seats were gone. he sighed softly to himself as he lifted up his hands and grabbed one of the bars to hold onto. his legs typically held him well enough that even with sudden breaking, he would do alright. 

Tamaki grabbed Haruhi's hand and started for the door to music room 3.  Shopping.  He was going shopping with Haruhi!  His little girl!  He, himself, almost didn't understand why he was so excited to go shopping at a commoners market.  But something about it he just loved.  He loved the commoner culture.  He loved any kind of culture that he wasn't familiar with.  He was fascinated by them.  Tamaki devoured things different than what he was used to.  He learned everything he could so that he could continue to make the people important to him happy.