#sunggyuia

[shadowdongwoo]

I love my hyungs... ;n;

[yoonji-ia]

Time for Yoonji to be a guardian for someone!! -proud of her muse- Even if she's being stubborn right now. Gyu, I may need your approval in having an Angelic Lady as your Guardian Angel!!

[yoonji-ia]

Shizukesa / Yoonji & Sunggyu

静けさ (Shizukesa) - Serenity 

It seemed so different that night. Some angels couldn't sense it but a selected few must've knew that darkness was at work. Some of which were the Angel Lords, powerful beings who were also Guardians. However, the darkness at play weren't close to the Lords, or in fact in Heaven, but they were near a girl who descended from their power, who was just a innocent student in Insolitus Academy. 

Yoonji felt uncomfortable the moment she left the classes. It was a feeling like someone was in danger. Someone in the Academy's own walls. Like an aura was being crushed in the confines of the classrooms. What made this sudden feeling even worse was that her heart was pulling her to the source of the aura. The uncomfortable sense that it was a close companion. The human feeling that she had to protect her friend but still to an oblivious angel, she didn't truly know why this feeling was with her. Yet still her feet carried her, the goosebumps growing more as she edged closer until the corridors were silent...

And all she could hear was the soft, painful voice that lingered behind one door, and that was the sound that made her skin shudder with fear...

[mumjxiah]

He wanders along, catching sight of another new face, sighing softly, the spirit calls out to her from the other end of the corridor "welcome" before making his leave.

She was one that held far too much pride to be in a school amidst those who were nothing but made a mockery of the human race. Though, she herself was far from human, she was sure to set the boy in place. She cleared her throat, almost following him in a sense with loud heels that clicked and clacked as they echoed in the hallway. “Though I must say, what a depressing welcome that was, dear.”

[yoonji-ia]

So me and Sunggyu are now Bacon's godparents. -giggles- The perfect duo, don't cha think? Now...I must find the perfect gift for my favourite little piglet.

[yoonji-ia]

-cough-cometonewcastle-cough-

Still too far!!!

[demonhoya]

White Night ■ Hoya ‡ Sunggyu

For the most part, he had smoothly transitioned into the Academy or at least that's how he saw it as. He had managed to slip under the radar among the new students who had arrived along with him which had been his goal from the start. He wanted to remain unnoticed until he could figure out a way to persuade his father to allow him to go back to Germany. He knew his father barely had a say in this new plan of his. He had been advised to get rid of him and his father had chosen Insolitus Academy. However, he knew his grandfather was the one pulling the strings. Sadly, his father was the puppet and he was the oil facilitating the old man's puppetry hobby. For now, the only choice he had was to integrate himself to the life confined in the academy grounds

He had been absolutely restless for the past few nights. Hoya had been going out for long walks to ease his mind but to no avail he was unable to fall asleep. He was lucky enough to get an hour or two of sleep when his body gave up. He was now laying on one of the hills, his finger threading through the grass. He had managed to completely rid himself from nagging thoughts as he focused on reciting poems.  “At midnight, in the month of June, I stand beneath the mystic moon.” His eyes slowly fluttered close, his hands resting once again on his abdomen finalizing his disruption of the grass. “An opiate vapor, dewy, dim, exhales from out her golden rim and, softly dripping, drop by drop…” He trailed off, finding no use in reciting poetry at four in the morning when the break of dawn was looming.

With a soft groan passing through his chapped lips, he sat up on the hill to overlook the academy which he had written a letter about not too long ago. He had whined like small child who had been stranded on an aunt’s house over the summer. That’s how he felt like, completely out of control with a mind full of muddled confusion. He had written the letter to persuade his father but as he reread the letter, he knew his father would simply dispose of it. However, he did himself the favor as he vanished the letter from the world. The fire licked the edges and soon picked off speed, completely destroying any trace of the written words.  All that was left were a few phrases he had remembered written in the letter which made him mentally cringe.

He stood up on the hill, rubbing the sleepiness of his eyes with the back of his hand. He had given up on getting any sleep for he would surely fall asleep in one of his classes. He started making his way down the hill back towards the Ignis dormitory, feeling slightly suffocated; he pulled the sleeves of his jacket to his elbows. That night the sky was much brighter than usual and if he squinted, he could have sworn that he saw the moon’s dimpled crater. While gazing at the moon, a moving figure on the roof of one of the dormitories caught his attention. He saw the male figure dangling one of his legs as he walked on the ledge. Believing he was hallucinating, he shook his head and started walking once again.

However, the nagging feeling in the pit of his stomach caused him to turn around and make his way towards the building. He carefully watched the figure that seemed to be in a rather pensive state. Was he contemplating jumping off the roof? Or was he casually just walking on the ledge? He didn’t think it was the latter and there was a possibility that the male was a figment of his unconscious mind. Before he knew it, he was running towards the entrance as he frantically searched for the staircase of the building which led to the rooftop.

He managed to arrive at the top with little exhaustion, but a tiny sweat drop resting on his brow. He pushed the metal door open, letting it loudly clink against the cemented wall. He took in the male’s profile which he actually recognized in instant. What was he doing? He thought it was a little pathetic for the other male to be dangling over the ledge. But he seen the male running around in absolute misery a few days ago...

[woohyun-nam-blog]

mourn me -sniff-

It took him some digging to find out what happened.  After not hearing from the spirit for a few days, Woohyun wandered around where they usually hung out, looking for any familiar faces or clues to where he had gone.  The only clue he found was where the man had gone to school.  So, he went to the school and dug some more until he was told what happened.  It had been time and the elder was gone for good.  No more trips to prank people in the park, no more teasing him with food.  It was over.  He was gone.

Woohyun wasn't sure how to react at first.  He excused himself from the school and went home.  The entire time he kept thinking, trying to remember what Sunggyu had said to him about when he would die.  Even as he curled up in his bed he thought about the ghost man.  Part of him was upset but most of him was angry.  He couldn't exactly decipher why he was so mad but he was.  Then, when he slept, he saw him in his dreams, a scene of them together once more at his mortal resting place. That was it. 

When he awoke he changed quickly and headed to the graveyard, he still remembered which one, and went directly to the man's grave.  Woohyun sunk down to his knees and trailed his fingers along the name upon the headstone again and again, trying to understand his racing thoughts.  "Why, huh? Why am I so mad at you right now?"  He mumbled and dropped his hands to the ground.  "Where are you?  You said... I remember you said you could choose to rest here forever but you never told me where you really wanted to.  So where are you now?"  Woohyun heaved a sigh and looked around the graveyard.  "Why... why did you let them take you?"  He sat back onto the cold wet ground and that is when the tears came, unstoppable rivers down his cheeks.  "You always were so dumb..."