it was the day of the open audition for the play professor yoo will be directing. you knew that he will be expecting you there but you honestly did not want to join the play. you didn't know how to act, for one and the thought of having to perform in front of the whole eichen and baskerville made you sick to the stomach. you'd rather be doing the props every wednesdays and fridays plus selected weekends - besides, it would give you an excuse to leave the dormitory and be away from the boys.
it wasn't that you despised them. it was more of you needed to be on your own to process everything that you had learned over the weekend.
retrocognition. you had this ability. yoongi had it too. it was easy to understand- you and him had the ability to go back in time, the past but you couldn't change it.
mind control. taehyung had this ability.
hypnosis. jimin had this ability. explained sejeon's actions that night at the oh manor.
foresight. hoseok had foresight. the ability to predict what will happen in the future - although, he rarely use it. he said, although he had the gift of knowing the future, he still wants to lead on a normal life just like the rest.
"don't you get it, hoseok? we're not normal. we'll never be. we're fucking psychics. fucking psychos." namjoon said in frustration when hoseok tried to explain why he doesn't use his ability that often.
namjoon... namjoon had psychometry, the ability to obtain information by touching someone or something.
and seokjin... seokjin had telepathy. while jeongguk, he had mediumship, the ability to communicate with the dead.
you weren't a skeptic. you never were. in fact, psychics and the supernatural never really interested you. they were just topics on movies and tv shows; nothing more, nothing less.
but now.
now you were one. you were a psychic. just like bangtan. just like 90% of eichen prep.
it was too much to process. it's been a week since you had found out and you were just thankful that the boys respected your space. and during the week you spent by yourself, one thought kept on flashing in your mind...
you had retrocognition, the ability to go back in time... could you perhaps use this ability to know who you really are? your parents?
you don't know much about your ability but you were ready to accept it, ready to learn everything there is to know about it. you just needed someone to teach you.
it took me sooo long to post this!!! i’m so sorry, hope you still enjoy eichen! i love you all.
hi guys! i’m so sorry for the delay. i’ve rewritten this chapter a couple of times because i was either unsatisfied or it was just all over the place. however, i’m pretty happy with this one. the song that came on shuffle was this! enjoy reading and have a happy 2017!
the next day, it was hard not to pretend last night didn't happen. breakfast was so awkward. hoseok tried to lighten up the mood of his friends but his efforts were put into waste. well, at least seokjin gave him a light-hearted smile. yoongi kept staring at y/n causing her to shift uncomfortably on her seat.
"you're making her feel uncomfortable, yoongi. stop it." jin told yoongi through his telepathic ability. yoongi tore his gaze from y/n and looked at his hyung who was giving him a stern look.
"ready to leave for school, y/n?" taehyung asked once he finished his breakfast. he grabbed his blazer that was hanging on his chair and put it on.
"yeah, i'll just grab something upstairs." y/n replied to which taehyung nodded at. y/n excused herself, standing up from her seat and leaving the kitchen/dining area. the heels of her shoes clicked against the wooden floor, the sound echoing throughout the quiet dormitory.
when y/n disappeared from sight, jimin was the first one to speak. "do you think she remembers what happened last night?"
"i don't think she does." namjoon replied while nodding his head.
"is that a good thing or a bad thing?" hoseok asked, drinking his orange juice.
"i'm not so sure yet," namjoon said, leaning against his chair. "what do you think, yoon-," he turned towards yoongi but his seat was empty. "where's hyung?" their leader asked.
"sometimes, i think he teleports and just doesn't tell us." taehyung said, chuckling to himself.
you entered yoongi's bedroom in mild panic. okay, you were really in panic. the necklace, the one that you only had to remember your mother by, was missing. you didn't realize it until you searched for your phone in your bag and you didn't notice anything shiny in your bag's front pocket. you were thinking of the places you were in during the early hours of the morning - yoongi's bed, yoongi's shower.
"of course," you told yourself as you rushed inside the bathroom, opening the lights. "come on, please be here." you muttered under your breath as you searched for the piece of jewelry.
you went over to the sink, searched under it but found nothing. "fuck," you breathed out, feeling your heartbeat increase. "fuck, fuck, please, be here." you stood up, opened the medicine cabinet but found none. you noticed, however, a bottle of Ambien. "ambien?" you said, curiosity filling your system in.
"what the hell are you doing?" an angry voice caused you to shut the medicine cabinet quickly. you turned to the door and saw yoongi, eyes shooting daggers at you.
"i-i didn't mean to, i-i was-," you tried explaining but he walked towards you and you found yourself backing away. yoongi wasn't that taller than you, maybe a good 4 inches? but he was definitely intimidating and scary right now. "i'm sorry!" you squeaked when you felt your back pressed up against the cold glass of the shower cubicle.
"looking for this?" he asked, voice low and slow. you looked at his raised hand and your face broke into a smile when your necklace was hanging from his hand.
"you found it! thank you so much, yoongi!" you exclaimed, about to grab it from his hand but he moved it away from you.
"you think it's that easy? i caught you snooping around places you shouldn't even be touching in the first place," yoongi lectured, scoffing at you. "and you think apologizing will do?"
"well, it's what you do when you wrong people," you said, an edge to your voice. yoongi raised an eyebrow, a sudden change in demeanor. "i'm sorry, yoongi. i really am. i shouldn't have been snooping around your medicine cabinet but i was trying to find my necklace - it's very special to me because a very important person gave it to me. can i please have it back now?"
yoongi stared at you for a while and you looked at your shoes to distract yourself from his gaze. all of a sudden, you felt something cold against your neck and you looked up, eyes wide and filled with curiosity and saw yoongi placing the necklace around your neck. "w-what are you doing?"
"putting the necklace on you, what do you think?" yoongi answered, stepping back from you and placed his hands in his pockets.
your hand absent-mindedly made its way to the piece of jewelry around your neck. it was the first time you ever wore it and it felt... good. in a way, you found yourself at ease with the necklace close to you.
"boyfriend?" yoongi asked.
"huh?"
"did your boyfriend give that to you?"
you shook your head. "it's my mom's. i'm not sure if taehyung had told you guys or if i had and just don't remember but i grew up in an orphanage. my mom, she died giving birth to me and i don't know who my father is. this is the only thing i have to remind me that i did have a family."
yoongi was silent for a moment, lips pursed together. "it looks good on you." he said and walked away. he stopped once he was out of the bathroom, "don't tell anyone about what you saw in there." and then he was gone.
you sat down on one of the benches of the gym, your hands on your hips as you watched jimin play volleyball with other students. he had invited you to play with them but you kindly refused, telling the silver-haired boy that you didn't know how to play. which was a lie, of course. you did know how to play. you weren't exactly the best but you knew how the sport works.
the reason why you kindly (let us makes an emphasis on that) rejected jimin's offer was because you wanted to have some time for yourself. you remembered what happened last night - well everything until you fainted. you weren't sure why you did, however. you made a mental note to ask one of them later. you pushed the thought aside and the scenario with yoongi in the bathroom replayed in your mind. why was he so angry about you finding his sleeping pill? okay, maybe he was angrier that i snooped around his private belongings, you thought as you mentally slap yourself. of course yoongi would be mad, you would too. but there was more to it than him being mad - it was as if you had found out a secret of him and he was... scared, for lack of better words. well, there isn't something wrong about having insomnia, you said to yourself. god, you felt so stupid right now; you were talking to yourself while the rest of your classmates play volleyball.
suddenly, you felt a presence beside you. tilting your head to the side, you saw a familiar boy, oh sehun.
"you look like you're in deep thought," he remarked. "wanna share it?"
you shook your head no. "its fine, sehun. its nothing major anyways." you replied with a kind smile.
he nodded, lips pursed. he didn't say anything else, his gaze focused on the game which jimin's team was winning. sehun was wearing the school's boy's uniform; not the gym uniform. he also had his book bag sitting on his lap. his neck tie was loose, the top button of his uniform undone. he was breathing heavily, too, as if he had just ran a marathon. his hair was beautifully messed up. from your point of view, his high cheekbones, pointed noise and jawline made him seem like god himself made oh sehun. he was truly god-like and you might have felt a little jealous.
"enjoying the view?" sehun's teasing voice caused you to blush crazily.
fucking great, y/n, now you're officially a creep.
"well, my former teacher told me to appreciate the beauty in everything; you're beautiful, oh sehun." the words escaped your lips before you even knew it. your eyes widened, and you quickly covered your mouth with your hands in embarrassment.
sehun just chuckled in response. "you're something else, y/n." he said.
"mr. oh sehun, don't you have any class to attend?" the booming voice of your gym teacher, professor kim, made both you and sehun to turn to your head at her. "and miss y/l/n, i know you're new here and all but i'd appreciate it if you come here with the rest of the class."
nodding your head furiously, you stood up from your seat and started walking down to be with the rest of the class. a hand, however, stopped you. "i'll see you tonight." sehun said before swinging his book bag on his shoulder and started leaving the gym.
you didn't have time to process what the hell just happened with oh sehun because professor kim had already blown her whistle and started calling out names for the practical test, volleyball.
"what did he say?" jimin asked. you heard your name right after jimin's name was called out. you were in the same team.
"i-," you started but you were cut off by professor kim telling everyone to pick the first six players and write down the positions.
you sighed as your appointed team captain, wendy, put you in the first six with jimin. "can you play, y/n?" she asked.
"yeah, i know." you replied and jimin nudged your side.
"thought you said you couldn't?" he asked as wendy rushed to professor kim to hand out our first six.
you just shrugged at the pouting jimin.
"miss y/l/n!" you heard your name being called while you were on your way to the boys' table. it was lunch time already. you had originally wanted to spend it at the garden once more but jeongguk was already waiting outside your classroom by the time your class finished.
you turned around and saw your theater professor approaching you. he had a wide smile on his face and you felt yourself smiling back at him. he had a very infectious smile. "hi professor." you said, bowing lightly at him.
"y/n, have you signed up for the play?" he asked, straight to the point.
"uh, no, professor. i don't have any plans to." you replied.
"really? but you've been part of many plays back at your old school, won best actress too." professor yoo said, looking through something on the folder on his hands. "see? why don't you give it a try?" he said, showing you your student record.
"professor yoo, i've never been part-," you started but professor yoo was called by professor kim, telling him there was a faculty meeting.
"i'll be expecting you on friday, y/n." he handed you a leaflet and left to attend the meeting.
huh? that was all you could think of before you continued your way to the boys' table. you sat down beside hoseok, placing your tray on the table and the leaflet beside it. you noticed that jin was nowhere to be seen. "where's jin?"
"he won't be able to join us for a while. he's busy with apprenticeship." namjoon replied.
you nodded and started eating your lasagna. through your peripheral vision, you saw hoseok grab the leaflet and your eyes widened. "no!" you said, reaching for the leaflet while you chew your food. hoseok stood up and went over to namjoon, sitting in between him and yoongi. the rest of the boys huddled around him and you groaned.
"romeo and juliet?" namjoon read out.
"are you gonna audition for it, y/n?" taehyung asked with a smirk on his face.
"i'm not," you said and coincidentally, your eyes met sehun's from across the room. he was seated with a group of unfamiliar people. well, some were unfamiliar. you recognized byun baekhyun, a kid from math class and park chanyeol, a kid from chemistry. he gave you a coy smile and tore his gaze away from you.
"you didn't tell us you were into theater! jin hyung would be very happy." jimin said, causing you to turn your attention back to them.
"i don't even know..." you trailed off quietly. the boys started reciting the lines, hoseok as juliet and taehyung as romeo. jimin and a forced yoongi played juliet's and parents while namjoon played a doble cara of romeo's parents jeongguk laughed at his hyungs.
this is just amazing.
you didn't even realize that you fell asleep the moment you got back from school. you were awoken by jin, telling you something about mails. you mumbled something even you yourself didn't understand but jin laughed it off and told you to wake up because you were gonna help him with dinner. so, with a groan, you sat up from your (technically it was yoongi's bed), stretched your arms out and noticed two boxes sitting on the edge of the bed. you crawled over to it and saw a letter on top of the boxes.
you took the letter in your hand and a huge smile broke onto your face when you noticed the familiar handwriting of the woman who raised you - lily. with so much excitement, you opened the envelope and fished out the letter. you unfolded it and started reading.
y/n,
i hope you're doing well. don't worry too much about us, okay? we're doing fine, as well. you just focus on your studies and making friends. did you make any yet? honey, i know how terrifying make even just one friend but i hope you'll find it in yourself to create memories with someone, platonically or romantically. we miss you, all of us do. it's not the same without you here. miko misses you, especially. but don't fret, i told him we'll visit you once everyone's not so busy with their schedule.
honey, please eat well and remember that even though you might not have the answers to your questions about your parents in the end, you always have us - your family and we love you.
love,
everyone
you smiled, putting the letter closer to your heart. you made a mental note to write one later and send it tomorrow. you were really thankful that even though no one had adopted you, you still had a family with lily and the kids like miko back at the orphanage.
you placed the letter on your side and opened the first box. you opened it and gasped. it was a pair of silver stilettos. it wasn't the strappy kind of stilettos - it was simple with ankle straps. did they send this to me? and for what? you asked yourself. finally, you opened the other box. this one was larger than the first and there was a sticky note on the center. you picked the paper up and read it.
i told you i'll see you tonight. don't worry, i'm not gonna take you somewhere where your screams wouldn't be heard. i hope you like the dress and the shoes - not really sure what your size it so i based it on my intuition.
i'll pick you up at 7.
oh sehun
"what the fuck?" you muttered under your breath after you finished reading the note. you brought back your gaze on the box and your eyes widened. versace. "what the hell?" you opened the box and it revealed a silver silked clothing. you grabbed the thin straps of the dress and as you stood up, the dress revealed itself to be reaching the floor.
"y/n! jin hyung's loo- what's that?" the door to yoongi's room opened and you saw taehyung with hoseok standing at the doorway.
"um, i'm not sure..." you trailed off, laying the dress on the bed. "what were you saying?"
"y/n, were those your mail?" hoseok asked as they approached you.
"yes." you replied and saw taehyung picking up sehun's note. "tae, no!" you exclaimed as you tried grabbing the sticky note from his hand but he raised it higher while putting his large hand on top of your head. you never hated your height this much.
"oh sehun? you're going on a date with oh sehun?" taehyun asked, handing you back the note. "i didn't know you two were close."
"we aren't, this is really out of the blue. i don't even know, ugh." you groaned, running your hands through your hair in frustration.
"well, y/n, you might want to get ready, it's already 5:30." hoseok said, patting your head.
"yeah, we'll just tell the others you're preparing for your date." taehyung said as he motioned hoseok to leave the room.
"it is not a date!" you exclaimed as they made their way out. once they shut the door, you let out an exasperated sigh.
just what the hell are you thinking, oh sehun?
"she's what?!" jin practically screamed as taehyung announced to everyone y/n's date to everyone. his eyes were wide, one hand holding a spatula while the other was gripping the pan tightly.
namjoon and jeongguk stopped their tutoring session and raised their heads up to taehyung. namjoon slowly tilted his head to see their maknae with a solemn expression. jimin opened and closed his mouth but no words formed. yoongi, on the other hand, shrugged his shoulder.
"let's just be thankful it's not woo jiho or any of his members." yoongi said nonchalantly.
"i mean, i knew this would happen but it's so soon? and oh sehun? really? since when did they start hanging out?" jin asked, going back to cooking.
"y/n's seemed shocked, though, like she wasn't expecting this to happen, too." hoseok pointed out.
"at gym, they were talking. sehun said something to her before she went over to the rest of the class. this must be what he said." jimin said, running his fingers through his hair.
"maybe this is what headmaster lim's telling us," yoongi started and everyone turned their attention to him. he sat up straight. "it's just a theory, well, a guess, a hunch - whatever, the point is maybe she's sent here to, i don't know, spy on us or something? rule number three of the decalogue: protect the secrets of your brothers. you get what i mean? suddenly, oh sehun, part of one of the oldest societies beside ours and one of the most powerful, too, becomes interested in her. i think it's more than just a coincidence."
"or he just really likes her." taehyung said, exaggerating or.
"bullshit," yoongi replied. "oh sehun never picks random people to go on a date with - he tried her, remember? because she's powerful, she's one of a kind. y/n... there is something about her. what? i don't know but i intend to find out."
"you're blowing this way out of proportion, yoongi," seokjin said, shaking his head. "she may remind us of her but she isn't her. she's normal. she's human. she's not like us."
hi you guys! i’ll be posting chapter 6 of eichen (which is the end of phase 1 of eichen [lol phase 1]) tomorrow once i get back to school because i’m so busy revising my investigatory project (kinda like thesis) and my defense is on the 9th! i’m really scared and nervous because i feel like i’ll fail but i gotta have hope!!! so yeah, i’m reblogging inspirational posts from the artidote (go follow it you guys!!) to keep myself motivated in finishing this fucking ip
Description: Eichen Preparatory - the place you hoped you’d find answers about your parents was also the place you met seven mysterious boys who called themselves Bangtan.
Warning: Swearing (like, a lot of f-bombs will be featured in this story), alcohol, smoking, physical fights, implied smut (implied only because i can’t write smut), mention of past child physical abuse - I will be putting up warnings in every chapter in case there are any.
** Also, lowercase intended.
So this is something I made when I should be updating 5 Years (I’m sorry guys, I’ve been having mental block for part 5.) Anyways, I was listening to the Harry Potter soundtrack and got inspired by one called Lily’s Theme. Also, I’ve watched The Covenant the other day and this series is inspired by that movie. And because that video of them wearing uniform??? Holy mother of kjfkdsfkasjd
Here’s a snippet:
"taehyung, are you loyal to your brothers?" taehyung's mind was temporarily blank. he was surprised by the question. even more, he was surprised headmaster lim asked him that question.
"i am, headmaster. that's one of the decalogues of the society." taehyung answered firmly, slightly offended by the question.
"please don't be offended by the sudden question, taehyung, i was merely asking. i do not, for one second, doubt your loyalty to bangtan."
"why ask then?"
headmaster lim turned around to face the brunette. "y/n will play an important role in the binding of bangtan - not only as a group but as a brotherhood. i cannot say more, boy but always remember, when you know where your loyalty lies, all will be well."
