GUMIHO | HyunSung [MAJOR EDITING]

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Silences...

Han Jisung, vetoed to speak with Jeongin or Seungmin. Minho walked home, Felix had a private ride to get to the city of Seoul. The SeungIn duo took the bus together. Jisung would take the bus on Monday and Tuesday. He'd work at Gong Cha between Saturday-Tuesday that was the reason why he was with this two other friends. Not that he hated it, he just wasn't feeling it, like he always would ever since the incident.

Jisung, who was currently in deep muse blocked out all sounds until one nasal voice yelled at him softly, friendly. "Yah, Hyung. You're really quiet." Jeongin leaned towards, it was hot and loud, Jeongin had to speak up.  Jisung, who had his hands up, for his jaw to rest on, raised his eyes somewhat. It was overfilled at the school's small bus transport like all Asian schools were. Jisung was lucky enough to find a seat, unlike his two other friends who leaned on the metal steels for support.

"Sorry, I'm just stressed..." Jisung was no where near stressed academically. He was doing perfectly fine. He hoped.

"About the exams." Jisung lifted his head slightly, giving a small grin.

"I understand. Minnie Hyung can help you with them. He is such a nerd. That's how I get good marks." Jeongin twisted Seungmin closer to him with a twirl, and wrapped an arm around his waist with a small smirk.

"Thanks, Innie." Jisung automatically replied.

Jisung slyly twisted his head back, just enough for the corner of his eye to try and get a glance of the boy, Hyunjin, but was nowhere to be seen.

Jisung faced the direction fully.

Gone. He was gone. Just a lot of white powder.

The same white powder Jisung saw.

SKRRRRT!

Finally, the school buses had came. The trio hopped on together. The bus filled with students giggling, gossiping and grunting. Jisung ignored all his thoughts and wanted to enjoy his ride with his friends.

'This is going to be a long ride' Jisung thought.

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Hyunjin didn't want to walk home.

No, he refused. His senses and moon under the sun and clouds was forbidding him to do so.

Everything was dark.

Hyunjin couldn't go home like this. No. He would not. It was frustrating.

Instead. With his mystical Gumiho powers, white powder like the wind radiation being visible to the eye followed and flew with him as he teleported and dash his way to Yeji's. He needed his questions to be answered before everything could go back to normal. Like all Gumiho's.

Hyunjin couldn't be bothered using all his Gumiho magic and energy on teleporting. He need his energy for his other mastered forms on magic.

The ninth rule played on his head. A Gumiho can never always rely on magic only.

They needed the humans for their own survival without magic.

Boom.

There he was. Hyunjin had never been to Seoul, he had never seen Yeji's shop in person.

It was bright red, royal colorful with the name 'Shaman'. Unlike the other buildings in the alley. Which where old, musty grey or actually nicely modern. Most of them were houses or small shops.

It was in the alleyway of the bursting city of Seoul. There was a Gong Cha right at the front of the crowd, which made people enter the dark alleyway just for a sweet drink to walk with on there journey. Hyunjin couldn't deny, Bubble tea is fantastic.