Midnight~SangwooXJaeyoung

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Chu Sangwoo pushed the door to his dorm shut, yawning. The Black Holic he'd drank earlier was wearing off, and his eyelids drooped with exhaustion. Trudging towards his bed, he took off his shoes and changed into his pajamas. Carefully, he folded his clothes and tucked himself under the covers.

"Goodnight," He murmured to himself.

His eyes fluttered shut, and his consciousness wandered. It walked circles around doors of white light. Finally, it stepped through one and a blinding shower of sparks lit the back of Sangwoo's mind.

Slowly, Sangwoo opened his eyes. He usually liked to judge his surroundings first.

He was nestled in a small bed, in presumably an attic, with a singular window, and a mouse.

Sangwoo stared at the creature, lists of ways to kill or trap it running through his head.

"Ell?" it asked, tilting it's tiny head.

Sangwoo reached a decision and grabbed the book on the nightstand and slammed it onto the mouse. Unfortunately for him, the mouse darted out of the way with unnatural speed.

"Ell, what's gotten into you?" They squeaked, cowering.

So my name is Ell in this story, Sangwoo mused, let's see how much information I can get out of this rodent.

"What is my full name?" He demanded.

The mouse blinked several times before answering, "Elliot Mary Beth Tremaine."

"And what do people call me?" Sangwoo asked, having a slight suspicion about the story he was in this time.

"Cinderell, given for how you lie among the cinders for heat on winter days," The mouse scampered in a circle, "why? Are you not feeling well?"

"No," Sangwoo deadpanned, "I just wanted to test you."

The mouse shrugged, still confused. Then they whistled, a signal which gathered several more mice, birds, and even a squirrel.

You're joking, Sangwoo thought dryly, I'm in a romance novel where I have to marry some dense prince who has a strange obsession with the coverage of lower appendages. Animals talk, which defies all laws of science. How am I supposed to complete the story now? Come to think of it, isn't this the part where I do chores? Well, I usually follow the story as best as I can, but I really don't want to be a servant.

Making his decision, Sangwoo snuggled deeper into his covers. The animals gathered around the bed, puzzled.

"Um...Ell? Shouldn't you get up?" The first mouse asked.

Sangwoo shook his head, "I'm too tired, gimme 20 more minutes."

A small bell on top of his headboard started ringing obnoxiously, and Sangwoo groaned. He reached over and grabbed the small device. Tugging sharply, he pulled it off the wall and set it down on the nightstand. There was a long silence, before the bell connected to the second bedroom rang. But Sangwoo ignored it and pulled it off as well.

"So annoying," He murmured into his pillow.

A harsh knock cut through his peaceful resting, and the door swung open violently. All of the creatures scurried under the bed, or in the drawers.

"Cinderell! Get up you lazy butt!" A girl spat. She had black hair that was curled in ramen like ringlets, small eyes, and a big round nose.

Sangwoo stared at her, "Wow, how did I live this long while looking at you?"

"What?" She fumed.

Sangwoo cocked his head, "That was probably the stupidest thing you could've replied with, congratulations."