To Pierce the White Eye {Na Jaemin}

ONE

Your first memory sat like a stain on the back of your mind, only cropping up in your nightmares to haunt you and remind you of the fact that you were missing entire chunks of your life.

You were five years old, standing in the snow as the building you stood by was set ablaze by blue flames. You weren't wearing a sweater, but with the heat of the flames you didn't find yourself shivering from the cold- you were shivering with fear. Alone, with nothing of use coming to your mind, you stared at the fire consuming the building as you sobbed angrily.

Where am I? No- who am I?

Your heart pounded, and when you turned around, that was when the nightmare and your memory cut out.

You woke up in a cold sweat. It had been so long since your abandonment that cold day in the snow and your subsequent adoption.  You had hoped that one day your memories would return, but all you got was the agony of the memory of not knowing anything. The deep pit of fear slowly dissipated from your chest as you grounded yourself back in reality.

And that reality was you being late for your Biology exam.

You hadn't slept well, and Jungwoo pointed it out as soon as he saw you.

"I had a bad dream," you explained, speed walking with him down the science hall to make it to your Bio lecture in time.

"At least you slept at all, I had to pull an all nighter for this stupid exam," he admitted as you begrudgingly filed into the full lecture hall.

"See- this is why you can't leave studying until the last minute."

"You've known me since the fourth grade, when have I ever not left anything to the last minute?"

"Fair. Kun and I really are the planners of the group," you sighed, taking your seat.

"Oh, when you see your brother later by the way-," Jungwoo got caught off by the professor silencing the hall, and your exam began shortly thereafter. You had taken up the entire class time for your exam, and even Jungwoo left before you did. While you knew most of the answers, your brain was still admittedly fried from waking up only a few hours ago. By the time you finally turned in your exam, it was 5 'till 7:30, and you were now late to meet Mark.

"I can't wait to tell Dad," he poked, ruffling your hair as you finally met him at your designated pre-night-class spot.

"It's the first time in like fifteen years that I'm ever late. Plus, I was in an exam!" you countered. Mark was your adoptive older brother, and the occasional thorn in your side.

"Jungwoo was in the exam too and left in a timely manner," he mocked, crossing his arms smugly.

"Ugh, whatever! Let's just make sure the day students are out and get to class," you then started off on your normal path. Mark launched himself up from the bench in the front entrance of Knight's Cross College, and you began the trek through the math and science wing of the building.

"Whoever's idea it was to build a college composed of three wings deserves a slap in the face," Mark noted. The college's primary building was divided into three total wings: the left hall designated to all things falling in or around Sociology, English, and the arts. The middle wing, the shortest of the grouping, primarily housed all the hospitality and business classes. The hall you and Mark walked down now was the one you had just finished an exam in: Math, science, and pre-health.

"Guess you should slap great-great-great grandpa then, Dad would be happy to help," you joked, shoving your brother's arm.

"Yeah, maybe then we wouldn't have to deal with all this," Mark then opened the door to a lecture hall to see a couple in the corner making out rather ravenously. You groaned, taking the lead as you shouted towards the couple.