#estranged.starter

[xivng-blog]

  “ h-hello. ” xiang bowed in greeting as he entered the store, approaching the person at the counter in the hopes of getting some help. “ d-do you sell ... uhm ... ” xiang’s heart sank a little as he suddenly forgot the word in korean. he had never been the best at learning anything really, languages proving to be the most difficult challenge. as the word escaped him, he continued to make noises and flail his hands around in an attempt to explain. “ they’re ... for your hair ... silver ... aiyo ... ” xiang slipped into chinese in his anguish, sighing and looking defeated. “ n-nevermind. ” 

[xhsunny-blog]

  sunny sat himself at a desk in the common room, a small device in front of him and his chin resting in front of it, seeing it eye-to-eye. he hovered his hand above it, his tongue hanging out in concentration as he tried to manipulate the device with his power. sunny had extremely poor control over his powers, but he had been practicing. now, he wanted to test it. he focused on putting all the power into his fingers and depositing it into the device. for a few moments, he tried and tried, but he was interrupted by a lamp popping on the other side of the room, caused by sunny’s lack of control. looking over, he seemed to have spooked the person say beside it. “ shit. sorry, that was my fault. ”

[dccki-blog]

  daeki was sat in the cafeteria, his table seemingly empty to onlookers. to others, it seemed that the boy was sat alone, talking to himself. to him, he was talking to someone sitting in front of him. a dead someone, whom only he could see, but a someone nonetheless. “ it’s not my fault you can’t eat anymore. ” he shrugged, listening to the other’s complaints. “ i don’t blame you, though. i would miss ramen, too. ” he continued the conversation, giggling as the spirit pouted. daeki had never cared about seeming strange to others. the company of ghosts was all he ever had, so he didn’t mind it much, even if others distanced themselves from him because of it.

[hoonmvn]

Hoon Min knows that it’s against the rules to use your abilities on campus when it’s not pertaining to inside classroom work or practice with instructors, but he can’t help himself. His back is beginning to get the familiar, faint aching sensation that gets worse and worse as the days go on. His wings have been begging him for some form of relief, so as soon as he finishes his last class of the day he goes to one of the quieter, more reclusive parts of the campus, before stripping off his blazer. He keeps his shirt on, not wanting to take it off and risk anyone seeing the scars that line his body. Which is exactly why all of his shirts have two slits on the back, large enough for his wings to come through. He pauses and takes a look around, making sure the coast was clear, before he rolled his shoulders and his wings slowly but surely began pushing outwards until they were in their full form, spreading tall and wide. He lets out a sigh of relief, letting them flap slightly to loosen up a bit. It’s not until his enhanced hearing picks up the sound of footsteps that he turns around, a frown on his lips. “D-Don’t tell anyone,” he says as soon as he sees the other person. “I know w-we’re not supposed t-to use out p-powers, but..” He can’t think of an explanation, so he just trails off, his wings falling slightly much like a dog’s ears when they know they’ve done something wrong. 

[jxnsoo-blog]

Jin sighed as he plopped himself down on the grass on what he thought was a vacant part of the university’s pond. He had just finished his classes for the day and decided that it was a nice day to relax outside for a while. "What should I do today?” muttering under his breath, he retrieved a baseball that he always carried in his book bag and tossed it in the air to entertain himself. He did this as his mind began to wander to a number of things, not noticing the flame that was emerging on the ball. That was until he accidentally dropped it causing it to roll away from him and towards others. “I’m so sorry,” He quickly apologized as he chased after it. “Whatever you do, please don’t touch it.”

[emjxy-blog]

  it wasn’t that mj had forgotten his wallet, it was more a matter of he hadn’t bothered to bring it. it wasn’t difficult for mj to obtain money by other means, although he couldn’t be bothered with the effort of stealing right now. using his power was an easier bet. as he walked down the street, he managed to subtly pull a stranger to the side. before they could react, he spoke to them calmly, the power flowing from his tongue and into their ears. “ you want to give me your wallet, right ? ” he watched as the other’s eyes went into a clear daze, as they nodded and handed over their wallet without hesitation. mj pocketed it quickly, whispering a quick “ forget my face. ” before hastily leaving. mj suddenly collided with another person. as mj straightened up and stared at them, he wondered whether they had seen what had just occurred.

[jcnsik-blog]

  “ okay, see you next class. ” jen bid farewell to the student he had been talking to. or rather, the student that had been talking to him and he had been pretending to listen to. after the first couple of words, jen tends to lose interest in what others are saying. the moment the student walks away, he frowns to himself. “ i really .. shouldn’t be a teacher. ” he spoke out loud. jen was way too irresponsible and self-centred to care about teaching others. especially fashion design, where he refused to step away from his own design aesthetic. it was because teaching was the only way to get out of the hell he lived in in seoul. did he regret it? a little.

[kitarcm-blog]

  “ some girl gave me this, isn’t it cute ? ” kit mused, holding the pillow up in front of him as he giggled at its silliness. he recalled the earlier events with slight anguish, since the girl had given him the gift as a way to confess her crush on him, which made it slightly more awkward as kit didn’t return her feelings. though, the boy wore a warm smile still and politely turned her down. that didn’t stop him from keeping the pillow, though. she clearly had no intention of wanting it back as she ran away in embarrassment.