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The black haired male was dribbling with a yellow basketball ball in the falling apart gym of the abandoned high school he was frequently visiting the last few days. It was not that far off from Seoul. Actually it was no more than forty minutes away from the center of the city, but Damian liked it this way. Quiet, peaceful, had it’s weird charm. He fell into place there.

He took a deep breath and rewind in his head the message he sent to one specific male, before he lunged forward, at the invisible opponent he had at the moment, making a crossover and aiming for the ring. It was five minutes to four in the evening, and Damian hoped the not imaginary opponent he invited would show up soon.

[ text: ghost ] 37.671443, 127.108553 [ text: ghost ] tomorrow; 4pm (or any day after tomorrow 4pm)

He was dead curious about the other, and his capture a year ago (prove of which was the red, green, yellow and blue wires braided together and closed around his left wrist, both ends of which were connected to a red printed circuit board whose role was as if of an ornament) prevented him from further getting to know the male. With an audible hum, the black haired man walked towards the rolling off ball, at one point breaking into singing the first opening of Sword Art Online, and not paying attention to his surrounding at all.

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b-asileia:

Risae was in the middle of jotting down notes when she hears footsteps entering the lab. She looks up to see a vaguely familiar man, waving at her. “No, we haven’t met before.” She says, smiling softly. Pulling off her latex gloves, she offers a hand for him to shake. “Nice to meet you, Damian. I’m Risae.” She takes a brief glance back at her workstation before looking back at him and nodding. “Yeah, most definitely.” 

"Risae? Woah, that's a really cool name. Does it have some special meaning." the chipper male asked, taking a brief look at the laptop and phone he had to take in for further analysis, but quickly moved back to the female, not really feeling like locking himself alone in his 'lab'. "You can take five minutes off this, right? I haven't seen a soul the whole day, I need someone to talk to for a moment, of course if it's fine with you. Don't want a scolding because I don't do my work now."

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It was the middle of the night when Hyunsoo padded in his bedroom, making a fanning motion as he was holding the bottom rim of his T-shirt, because the night was just too damn warm to sleep properly. He had woke up a few times, usually keeping the daze and falling back asleep short after, but this time he couldn't bear it so he got up and walked to the kitchen to get a glass of water. When he got back and lied down in the bed, still not thinking where and what was happening, he got surprised by the sudden warmness pressed next to his left side. His eyes shot up quick and he turned around, only to be met with a long black haired that fell over white milky skin, and the contrast showed even in the dark. Her expression was peaceful, calm and it made her seem a lot not like herself. The usual mischievous expression was not there and Damian had the short lived want to wake up the female just so he can see it. "You're cute." he whispered, finally remembering that he had to sleep at the coach while she occupied the bed, but even if he wanted to fix that, there was no way he can do it without waking her up. And she was managing the heat better, why wake her up and change it?

Without much thinking, the blond hacker pulled closer the female by her waist, and turned around so she would still hold on to his hand while she slept, but in a way where he could also keep her close to himself. "Sweet dreams." he whispered to no one then, sure that he didn't wake her up, so there was no chance for her to have heard it; and drifted off to sleep sooner than expected.

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Minsun held a rather large canvas that she had just bought from the art store. The girl sighed, trying to move through the crowd of people. When she turned the corner she hit someone's back. "I'm sorry!" The short girl called out.

A loud yelp came from the blond male as something hit him on the back and he turned abruptly to see what was the matter, only to find a petite female before him with a rather large canvas in her hands. He blinked at her a few times, before he removed his earphones and pointed at the canvas. "Do you want help with that? Actually, nevermind, you need help, so let me carry it, or you will ht someone else." Saying that the male placed his earphones in his collar and reached for the canvas, a wide smile on his lips. "Oh, and I am Damian. Don't worry, I am not mad, I won't do anything bad to it too."

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Taekwoon stood up lazily and changed into comfortable shorts and a t-shirt a size larger. "Where did I put the ball?" He asked himself before he started looking through the house when he finally found it in the closet. He wasn't one to be late but Damian was so he stopped by to buy himself an energy drink before finally reaching his destination.

It took Damian a lot more time than needed to get ready. The simple thing that held him up this time was not being able to find the sneakers he usually played or jogged with. That plus the fact that apparently he never unpacked his tank tops so he had to do that and pull out one he will be comfortable playing with. After the male was set and ready to go out he scribbled a quick note to his hyung that he will be back late and dashed out, hurrying as much as possible. When he reached the destination he saw his friend just enter the playground and the blond dashed towards him, waving his hand. "Woonnie-ah~!" he screamed, knowing well that the taller boy will probably get irritated at him.