neon roses ~ l.mh • h.js

capitolo uno: primo giorno

"Damn it! Get in, I said, get in!" A distressed voice echoed throughout the room. It was a less-normal day in the Han household. Today, Han Jisung was getting ready to go to his first day of college. Everything was going smoothly as planned, up until needing to actually look nice.

Jisung was frantically stuffing his tail feathers into his pants, getting dramatically angry when a couple of specks of color poked through the black fabric. He was supposed to leave 25 minutes ago to avoid being late. But even that wasn't going his way, because his tail feathers remained adamant about not cooperating with Jisung's wishes. 

And, oh, god. Don't get him started on his wings.

The feathers were crossed and wrapped around his waist, taped onto it with some leftover packing tape. What else could he have done? They were so long.. (Jisung heard from his coworker who's also a hybrid that really big and major hybrid features like wings are retractable. But he hasn't quite learned how to do that yet because he's been so busy lately. He made a mental note to practice later. He also remembered that his coworker told him that whenever he goes into a deep sleep, his hidden hybrid features reveal themselves, but not when he's in a lighter sleep, so he has to be careful of what he wears at night in case his wings decide to show at any point. It shouldn't be that big of a deal, though, because Jisung can't remember the last time he's ever been in a deep sleep)

Doing the best he could, he left it as is and opted for an oversized graphic black hoodie to cover the problem areas. He didn't have much time left to think about anything better to wear. Throwing a beanie atop his head to hide the less problematic feathers that peaked out from under his freshly-dyed navy blue hair, he ran through the living room of his empty (and quite dull) apartment and beelined straight for the door, stopping briefly only to put some shoes on, regretfully say goodbye to Paco (the pink plant by the fireplace), grab his skateboard, and readjust the Lord Nermal backpack on his shoulder (the sight of the cat flipping him off wasn't the most pleasant to see first thing in the morning and definitely put him in an off mood). Nonetheless, he quickly scanned the room to make sure it was empty before he ran out the door, hopping on his skateboard and rolling his way to his new university. He had already told his landlord he'd be moving out today, and into a dorm. 

Jisung chose to major in music production. To say that Jisung being able to even get into college was a miracle would really be an understatement. Not only did he work his ass off, managing several jobs at once, he didn't get that good of grades back in high school. He remained hopeful, though, and managed to pull it off. Rude tail feathers long forgotten, he smiled the brightest he had in so long once the university came into view. JYP university. A college for hopefuls like Jisung.

Zooming up to the entrance of the building, he carefully secured his skateboard to the bike stand with a chain and lock, ensuring that it wouldn't get stolen. That'd make for a pretty shitty rest of his school life, considering how Jisung wouldn't be able to buy another one. Everyone at the college had cars anyways, the bike stand was empty and rusting. He wouldn't take any chances, though. He just hoped that no one would question why a skateboard is at the bike stand. He didn't know where else to put it and it was the only form of transportation available to him.

He jogged to the main entrance, not wasting any more time as he was already late. His first class was an afternoon class, and he was late. (Jisung knows it's because he was too lazy to get out of bed, but will never admit it)

Running through the halls, quickly swapping to speed-walking when someone came near him to make it seem that he wasn't actually running, he made it to his first class. Or so he hoped, he forgot to bring his schedule and was basing this completely off of memory.