𝔹𝕪 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕄𝕠𝕠𝕟 | seongjoong

Day One

November
1592

I haven't dreamed since that night.

It has been two weeks since I've seen the mysterious noble man at the river bed. I have gone back every day since in hopes that he would reappear but it seems that luck was not in my favor. Days were growing colder and shorter now and it will soon become impossible to traverse outside of the village. I was beginning to wonder if I would ever have the opportunity to ask him how he knew my name upon our first time meeting....

He had said it with such a warm familiarity that it was as if we had known each other for ages and not mere minutes. I guess, in a way, we had? It was hard to deny the resemblance to the silhouette of a man I had seen in my dreams prior. If I didn't know better, I would have thought he really was the silhouetted figure.

These days the manor has been restless. The lady in charge of my employ has spent an increasing amount of time alone in her chambers. I've heard from the chambermaid gossip that she had been under some extreme stress and had been quite melancholy since the lord had departed some days ago after receiving some news. It is hard to say what sort of call he could have received but from my understanding, the matter was gravely serious.

I recognize that I am very fortunate to be in their employ as they treat their servants rather fairly. I have heard many horror stories through the gossip chains of the wealthy mistreating those that serve them. I hope that the matter ends soon and the lord can return to the manner and help restore the lady's spirits.

Well, the oil in my lamp is about to burn out, so I must sign off for now. I will return to the river once more, just to be sure, and if nothing happens I shall let the matter go for now as I must focus on my duties while the lord is away. I shall hope to return with news.

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Hongjoong sighed as he straightened his tie while looking in the mirror that was on the inside of his closet door. His jacked was fixed neatly but, unlike the others, his moon was not accompanied by any kind of flowers yet. He was told from a letter in his welcome packet that he would have to be tested sometime before winter break but for now that he should just attend the remedial classes to get used to the school and adjust.

Once finished, he closed the door and glanced at the neatly made bed on the other side of the room. The sheets were so straight they looked as if they had never been slept in at all and could pass a military inspection.

The night before had been a little awkward to say the least. The boy from the library had hardly said a word to him and whenever he asked a question, it was mostly met with silence and a stare that could freeze ice. Giving up his endeavor quickly, the blunette just rolled his eyes and crawled into bed and quickly flicked off the light. When he had woken up this morning, the room was empty.

Trying not to dwell on the thought, Hongjoong grabbed his backpack and slung it over his shoulder. He snagged his schedule off of the desk and headed toward the door, locking it behind him. He hoped that the first day wouldn't be full of surprises and end up fairly normal but something told him he doubted that.

Quickly scanning it, he recalled the others explaining that the first three letters on the schedule indicated the building and the numbers were the classroom. Seeing COM on the paper, Hongjoong took a moment to try and recall where the communication building was. After wandering around for a while, the new student found the sign indicating the building he was looking for.

Standing outside, it was probably one of the more modern and new buildings on campus as it had a lot more glass for not only aesthetics but gave plenty of opportunity for natural light. What Hongjoong found interesting as he walked up towards the wooden door was that the same stained glass design he saw in the library of a moon, sun, and star was present in each of the mid-sized windows.