Expect... unexpected.
To say „It's complicated" is like to say nothing. First's younger brother Fourth is in almost happy relationship with famous singer and definitely doesn't need any changes. Khaotung is F1 driver for Ferrari in his last year in...
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NuNew picked up the tablet from the floor and was speechless. He could have expected anything, but not seeing such a familiar face in a sketch made by Gemini in an app. The feeling of uneasiness triumphed, and this drawing clearly proved to him that he was right, that he had had it all right under his nose all along, but had chosen to ignore it and pretend not to notice. He couldn't do that any longer. The remorse was almost eating him up inside. He felt he had to explain this before it was too late. He treated Gemini as his own brother.
“Damn it, why didn't I sense it sooner?” — he asked his own reflection in the mirror placed in the three-door wardrobe in the Gemini room. “Fourth must be one of us, like Phuwin and his brother Gem. I'm not in love with him at all, what I feel is magic between us, because he must be magical too. How could I have been so wrong?”
New felt ashamed that perhaps he had misread what they had in common. He thought he knew everything, that he understood his own feelings. How could he have been so wrong? And on such an important matter?
It also immediately occurred to him that if Fourth was one of them, then the same must be true of his older brother, First. He remembered the words of their division leader: “We must find and bring home as many hybrids as possible, it's for their own safety”. New didn't believe in such talk, their safety didn't matter that much. There had to be more to it.
New went back to his room, but he couldn't calm down, his hands were shaking, his knees were as soft as cotton, and with only the last of his strength he made it to his bed, where he fell on his back. However, he didn't stay there for very long. A hunch told him to go back to his friend's room, which he did to look at the sketch again. He reached for the tablet he had put down on the desk and began to scroll through it. There were many different drawings of the same person, and when he went to the wardrobe to close the door that was not closed (it always annoyed him, the wardrobe door not closed all the way, some lint on the floor, unevenly placed books or crumpled clothes - this was his weakness, he always felt the need to correct it), but curiosity made him look inside.
Inside, instead of clothes, he saw the back wall of a wardrobe covered with pencil drawings and watercolor portraits, and in the center was written: "Who are you my mysterious prince?"
It felt like it had happened before. A feeling of dejavu hit him. For a split second, an image appeared, some memory, but he didn't manage to capture it because he felt someone's gaze on his back.
He closed the door and jumped away from it as if it was burning him alive.
When Gemini entered his room, he found NuNew with his own tablet in hand, looking from him to the tablet to the wardrobe again. The corner of the vocalist's mouth twitched as if in a tic. New was standing right by his friend's bed. Gem had returned from a walk in the hidden gardens some time ago and had just finished eating a meager meal, and now he had recovered himself to pick up some of the most important bits and pieces he thought might come in handy for the evening's training session right after class.
