[Uploaded 02/11/2024]
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—DING!
"Hah?"
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NEW QUEST
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<You Have A New Neighbor And It's His First Day! Help Him Around!>
REWARD: +2 XP
FAILURE PENALTY: ■■■■■■
「ACCEPT」 「DECLINE」
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'Oh please- This early in the goddamn morning??'
Jiwoo takes a deep breath and sighs, a hand running through the hair in front of his face before looking through the floating blue screen, towards the boy fidgeting on his spot from his stare.
'As if my choice makes a difference...'
He cracks a smile, signaling with his head for Daniel to come closer.
"Let's go unless you want to be late on your first day."
Jiwoo walks ahead, not waiting for a response as he starts spinning the ball from his hand on his finger.
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➡「ACCEPT」 「DECLINE」
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The floating screen flickers into thin air.
Daniel feels tense as they make their way to school in absolute silence. It seems like Jiwoo wasn't planning to start any conversations or ask questions.
The ball he was playing with looks worn out, enough to tell that Jiwoo had it for a long time. Daniel is sure that the soccer ball wouldn't even last seconds in a real match, it looks ready to pop.
Daniel had many things he wanted to tattle and ask his... childhood friend.
But all the years of hurt and loneliness has made talking hard without worrying and overthinking that he comes over as creepy or weird to others. The worst if they found him obnoxious and started picking on him just because they could.
Daniel keeps his jaw tightly shut.
He watches quietly as the ball bounced from Jiwoo's tights to his head and back to his leg. His mind wanders, questioning if Jiwoo would've acted differently if he had chosen to go to school with his real body.
'Would he have recognized me then?'
He can imagine the face of disgust and skepticism gracing his scarred face if he had told him about the phenomenon Daniel experienced this morning.
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