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[hanzhuque]

Unlike his usual tasks, his task today was to meet up with this specific item finder that the museum hired, to retrieve the artifact. His job was to bring the artifact back to the museum safely, and to make sure that the item was the real deal. The information he got was very vague from his higher up. The only thing he knew or was even told was that the ring belonged to a women from a long long while ago, and that it said that it was worth a lot.

He checked his phone to see where the correct address was, and decided that somewhere private would be a good location to handle things like this. He raised his hand so that he could hail a cab. Once he was successful, he slipped inside and headed out to their destination.

After a good thirty minutes of driving around the city in the traffic, he finally made it; he stepped out of the car, paid for his fare and headed inside the building. He had the person's number just in case he wasn't waiting out in the lobby for him. And of course, he saw no one that looked like he digs up artifacts for a living, so he once again pulled out his phone and texted the known man. The text read:

 Hello, this is Lu Han from the Ancient Chinese Museum. I was told to come get the artifact from you and I'm here at the lobby. I actually don't know where to go.. Ah, I'm wearing business attire at the moment just in case you can't find me.

 He then sent the text, regretting if the text was too long and wordy, but this was a job that he didn't want to screw up. Especially since he just got promoted. He shoved his phone back into his pocket, and waited with his hands at his side. 

[hanzhuque]

ʜᴏᴘᴇʟᴇss ᴠ. sᴍᴀʀᴛᴀss | Jɪᴡᴏᴏɴ & Lᴜ Hᴀɴ

It was a long and tiring day for Lu Han. He had so many classes, so much classwork, a pile of homework, paper work to finish, and not to mention, he had work tomorrow, so it would be another day of staying up, doing homework, going to class, and having a thirty minute nap before going to work at the museum.

Lu Han at the current moment was not a very happy person. He was filled with stress and he could snap at any moment if someone rubbed him the wrong way. He made his way down the halls of the University, avoiding any people on the way, and avoided bumping into anyone.

Once he reached his destination, he stood in front of the door, took a deep breath, and reached out for the knob. He opened the door and widened his eyes at the line that was in front of him and internally his rage just went up, but he let out a breath to calm himself.

All he needed was the paper work he needed to finish for graduation. It was a simple request for two or three pieces of paper that he needed to fill out and turn in, but he still had to wait in the line. Little by little, the line moved and it was eventually his turn.

Finally, he can get his papers, and just leave, but someone pushed him to the side and fell backwards. He raised his head to see the person that pushed him and noticed a tall male, who was very handsome. Even though he was handsome, that didn't stop Lu Han from being angry. Of course he kept himself calm. "Excuse me.. I was here first."

[hanzhuque]

📧 ᴘᴇɴᴘᴀʟs -- Asᴘᴇɴ & Lᴜ Hᴀɴ

Monday September first. Twelve O'clock in the afternoon, at one of the popular cafe in Seoul. Today was the day that he was going to finally meet his pen pal. He had been writing to this person for a couple of years now. They hadn't exchanged pictures so they don't know what the other looks like.

Sure it sounded dangerous, but at least they agreed to meet somewhere public, so in case something did happen, there would be people around. Their last email exchanged was where they were going to meet, and they agreed on a decent size red ribbon that would be pinned on the left side of their shirt.

Lu Han took easy steps at a calm pace down the sidewalks of Seoul. He was a bit nervous of course but he was also excited. With each step he took, led him near his destination. Questions roamed through his mind. What did the other look like? Was he really the age that was given to him? Did he have any criminal records?

More importantly, would he think that Lu Han was a minor because of his baby face. When they exchanged messages back and forth, he felt that the other was really nice. Of course at first, it was awkward and he himself along with his pen pal, Aspen started of with one sentence emails.

Before he knew it, Lu Han arrived at his destination and stood in front of the door. Would he be the first one there, or would Aspen would be there waiting first? Was he late? He checked his watch and saw he was right on time. He entered the cafe by pushing the button to open the door, hands free.

He decided to get something to drink after getting to meet Aspen, that way he could get something for him. His eyes scan the room and so far there was no sight of anyone with a red ribbon so he decided to take a seat somewhere open, where he could be visible. More importantly his red ribbon visible.

[hanzhuque]

▫ ᴅᴇʟɪᴠᴇʀʏ! ⋆ Sᴇʜᴜɴ & Lᴜ Hᴀɴ.

His bangs were tied up in a small pony tail on his head, while he was wearing black, square glasses, while a pencil was behind his ears, reading through notes, and highlighting important things with his right hand. Eyes scanned through the fragmented sentences, and bullet points, while his highlighter, highlighted the asterisk.

Once he finished highlighting, he tapped the end of the neon color pen on the table, while his left elbow rested on the table, head resting on the palm of his hand. He let out a small sigh as he continued to study, but he was getting really bored with this. He looked over at the desk calendar and his eyes widened to miniature spheres. His finger pointed to two weeks back from today's date.

It should have gotten here by now. Why isn't my order here? He closed his notebook, and placed it on the side before pulling his laptop forward. He reached out to push the 'on' button and waited for the screen to load the password page. His hand went and scan over the finger print scanner built in the laptop and he quickly was let on. He immediately clicked on the internet and signed into the book store where he bought his book.

Successfully signing into his account, he clicked on the order details page, and went to the tracking number. He clicked the number, which opened up to a new tap and took a few minutes to load. The internet was starting to act up because it was at the point of time where every single person was using the internet, which made it slow.

Once the page loaded, he pressed his finger tip on the screen and glided it across, horizontally. Tuesday, July 29th, 2014. Delivered. He raised a brow and looked around the room, but nothing. He didn't remember getting a package, so he got up and asked his roommates, but they didn't get anything either.

He started to get worried and was about to panic, but the door bell rang. He quickly ran up to the door, barefooted and still in a mess, and opened the door. He blinked, seeing that a younger looking male was standing outside his dorm door and he tilted his head. "Can I... help you?"

[hanzhuque]

❝ ʀᴇᴄᴏɴᴄɪʟᴇ » Jᴏɴɢɪɴ & Lᴜ Hᴀɴ.

He was out and about, enjoying his time, and enjoying the fresh air. The skies weren't clear, but it was very blue, and the clouds were white and very puffy. Even though the skies were beautiful, the air was still.. not in favor of Lu Han. A few steps outside and he could feel the beads of sweats appearing on his forehead.

One thing that he would never get used to anywhere, is how humid one place can be. Humidity and him didn't get along, but he was glad that deodorant was invented. Another thing that he was thankful was shade and air conditioners, but that wasn't really important at the moment.

Today was a day where Lu Han was feeling a little.. bittersweet. Earlier that day he was rummaging through old things and found a few things. One thing was a fake test paper with perfect scores, and another thing was a photo. A photo of him when he was younger, and another younger, more darker skinned male with black hair that made him look like a mushroom.

Kim Jongin. His rival since his childhood. Jongin was older by Lu Han but only by three months. They competed in everything when it came to educational questions and physical education. With education, Lu Han's tutor was Jongin's teacher. There were days where these two would make up their own quizzes and test each other.. but in the end, Jongin would always get the higher.

He shook his head and took a seat on the swings where he and Jongin used to sit at, and talk. Even though they were rivals, they still cared for each other, in their own.. violent way. He started to swing his feet, and his hands curled around the metal chains. A few moments later, he heard his phone go off, but he took a few moments to answer it. Once he did read the message, he raised a brow.

[ ✉: Jongimasmartass] You owe me a meal. Stop sitting on the swing and feed me.

He raised a brow, a little confused. He hasn't seen Jongin in so long, and now a message is sent to him out of the blue. He didn't know if he wanted to punch him, or think that this was a joke.  Though it was kind of creepy that the other knew he was on the swing so he looked around, but he didn't see the other anywhere visible to him. He texted the other and rolled his eyes.

[ 📩: Jongimasmartass] You appear before me, and I'll feed you.

He proudly texted before sending the text. Now he waited for the other to respond because he knew Jongin wouldn't appear out of thin air. He shook the creepiness away, and replaced it with simple logic. If Lu Han isn't at work, or school, or his dorm, he's here. Jongin probably went to all those places and saw that he wasn't there, so this was the last place on the list.

[hanzhuque]

❝ ›› ʙᴏᴏᴋs ᴀɴᴅ ᴅʀɪɴᴋs ➟ Zᴇɴ & Lᴜ Hᴀɴ. ❞

Another night, he could have spend in his dorm, in bed, reading a wonderful book, but no. He was forced to get out of bed, and go out instead of being.. well, himself. He couldn't even go to places that he would want to. The museum was closed already, his books were confiscated by his roommates, and he couldn't go to the library because his card was taken away and hidden by his room mates as well. He sighed and got ready to go out.

Apparently his roommates needed an errand to be ran, and they claimed that they were too busy to do it themselves. His roommates were quite smart, he gave them credit for being sly. In order to get his belongings back, he had to finish this favor. He was handed a piece of paper that had a name and an address.

They said that there was a friend inside that place that was waiting to get picked up and Lu Han was the victim that had to go get their friend. What Lu Han didn't know was there really wasn't a friend there, and it was just a small prank to get Lu Han to stop being such a stick in the mud. He told his friends that he was leaving, but they didn't hear him because they were getting ready themselves.

He stepped out of the door and tried to get a taxi. Successful at his first try, he gave the man the address, and sat there until he reached his destination, which didn't take that long. He arrived within ten minutes and was surprised that this place was close to their dorms.He paid the cab driver and stepped out of the car, closing it and stood in front of the building a bit disappointed but wasn't surprised.

He could hear the booms of the loud music and could see the annoying lights flash, just from standing outside. He thought to himself, that he was lucky to have painkillers at home that would relieve him from his future headache. Before stepping inside, he texted his roommates to ask where to find their friend. A few moments later, he beep was heard and he saw the response.

Apparently their friend knew what he looked like, and would come looking for him. He shrugged and made his way inside after getting questionable looks from the bouncers. Once showing his ID they thought it was fake, so they had to take special flashlights to see if it was a real ID. After confirming, they let him in hesitantly and Lu quickly made his way inside. He scanned around and he could barely hear himself think.

The music was booming louder now that they were inside and the lights were flashing every where. He tried to shield his eyes, and he ended up going to the less crowded place, and that was the bar. He took a seat next to a tall stranger and ordered a simple glass of water. While waiting for his drink, he looked around to see that it reeked of alcohol and cigarettes.

The stench made him wrinkle his nose. He saw the person beside him set a book down and the title immediately caught his attention. "Oh-- Utopia by Thomas More!" He pointed to the book and said, even though he knew the other couldn't hear him. He turned his attention to the male and tilted his head. Why is he reading at a bar.. he thought to himself.

[hanzhuque]

❝ — ᴀ sᴍᴀʟʟ ᴍɪx ᴜᴘ ☯ Lᴇᴏɴ & Lᴜ Hᴀɴ.

He could feel his insides eating each other. In other words, he was really hungry. He regretted skipping his breakfast today, but he couldn't be late for work today. Even though his class was cancelled, he was called early for work. Sure, he could have said no, and lie, and say he was busy, but who was he kidding?

One, he wasn't someone that lied, unless it was a dangerous situation. Two, Lu Han couldn't say no because he liked money. And finally three, unlike most people, including people at work, he actually liked his job. Usually the way Lu Han's daily routine was that he would eat only eat two full meals a day and a small snack for lunch.

He knew it wasn't healthy, and so did the spirit inside him, but this was a big step up for him considering he used to eat only once a day. He was on the verge of dying that time, but luckily the spirit was inside him to help him recover and prevent his death. That day, he knew that he had to take more care of himself, not only for him, but for Zhu Que.

Back to his routine, he would eat a hearty breakfast when he wakes up, go to class, drink a healthy green smoothie for lunch, and then go to work. For dinner, he would cheat and get something from a fast food chain, or eat ramen. He would get nagged for that, but he did tell himself that he would learn to cook, and eat a better dinner.

Lu Han looked at his watched and calculated the time he had left for break, and how long it would take for him to get back. For once, Lu Han used his break time to get something to eat. Luckily he knew that there was a small cafe near, and he could just eat there and just walk back with extra time to spare. He looked up and noticed that it was very hot.

The sun was shinning bright and the heat was overwhelming. His index finger and thumb pinched the collar of his polo and he vigorously shook his shirt, trying to air his chest, but it was no use. Beads of sweat was forming on his forehead, but luckily he reached his destination. He quickly reached out to hold the handle and pulled the door open so he could quickly enter.

He let out a breath and hummed happily as the cold air from the cafe hit his skin. He pulled out a handkerchief from his pocket to wipe the remaining sweat from his forehead and immediately got in line. He stood behind someone who was unusually the same height as him, and had the same shape of head.

Mentally he shrugged and waited for his turn to order. He tapped his foot in a rhythmic pattern, but that soon interrupted when he saw the customer in front of him getting bumped into by someone else. Naturally he turned his head to see who it was, but they were gone, and he tried to see if the other was okay, but a voice called him.

His head looked over to the cashier and she was holding out a card, and he took it to see what it was, before looking at the cashier once more. "Your card sir.. Isn't it your card?" Lu han was confused because how could it be? He hadn't even ordered let alone take out his wallet. It was strange to him. He looked down and reached out to the male.

It must have belonged to him, naturally because he was the one ordering. He tried to help the male up and smiled. "Are you okay si--" His sentence was cut off, and his smile disappeared once he saw something that was unexpected.

[hanzhuque]

` ʀᴇᴜɴɪᴛᴇᴅ ᴀғᴛᴇʀ ʏᴇᴀʀs ❊ Sᴏᴏʏᴇᴏɴ & Lᴜ Hᴀɴ

His eyes scanned through all the article of clothing that was in front of him, but no luck. It was impossible to shop for a female. He didn't know what they liked, nor what their style was. He sighed and crouched down for a bit. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath, managing to try to clear his head and mind. He rolled his to the side, then to the opposite side. Once he finished, he sat up with a whole new bundle of energy and he was ready to shop.

He thought he should ask a sale's clerk for help, but then the clerk would ask questions about what kind of woman she was, or what she likes, or any other question he wouldn't know the answer to. He shook his head. Asking was definitely out of the question. He decided to move away from the female clothes before he got anymore strange looks and decided to go to the shoes section.

He stopped right in front of the high heels section and shook his head. She wouldn't wear those-- Suddenly a familiar voice appeared in his head. You're picking out shoes? But these are female foot wear. Lu han sighed and looked around to see if anyone was close. They aren't for me, silly. They're for my mom-- but the only problem is.. I don't know her foot size. I should know what she should like and stuff but.. I honestly don't know much about girls.. or anything besides school and work.

He hear the spirit inside him laughing and his cheeks were starting to burn up, light pink in color and he immediately leaves the shoe section. He crosses his arms across his chest and shakes his head. "This is harder than it looks." The spirit inside him spoke once more in his head. Why not jewelry? Females like that? A necklace? Lu Han's lips curved up to a smile and he balled his hand to a fist and hit his palm with the fist.

"That's it! A necklace!" He quickly realized he made an outburst and looked around, hoping no one heard him and made his way to the jewelry department. His eyes scanned through many of the fine pieces and he scratched the back of his head. "Now which one should I get.." He trailed off. He could see that a sales clerk was making her way to him and he prayed someone would save him from talking to her.