Small, feathery clouds drifted slowly across the sky, from time to time blocking the sun, which almost burned Gun's face. He regretted that he had forgotten to take his sunglasses from home, and blamed it on Tinn, who was so excited about their first trip together that he had been bothering him since morning. Tinn knew exactly where Gun lived and came to pick him up. Together, though at a safe distance from each other, they marched to school, where Tinn was desperate to say goodbye to his mother. Gun looked around, wondering if this wasn't the last time he would see those familiar corridors and smell the familiar smells. He thought he would miss it, and he would miss his friends from the school music club the most. None of them knew how long their exile would last, only that they would be taken to a plane that would take them to Zakopane, which was the capital of the Polonia. Gun knew little about this country set in Europe, never really been a diligent student, which made him the opposite of Tinn, the top student in the school, always polite with a cute and innocent face that suggested that Tinn would get shy of something as innocent as holding the hand of someone he liked or even standing next to his crush. This annoyed Gun a little at first. More than once he wanted to wipe off that charming face that innocent smile full of humility and modesty. Only recently had he discovered that Tinn was nothing of the innocent, and that a good student was the perfect cover for a boy who was in fact a member of the Seventh Fire, and who only became unexpectedly shy around him. Gun has wondered more than once why Tinn actually hates him? Did he have any particular reason for that? But he never asked. Perhaps he was too afraid of the answer.
Maybe it was better to not know so he still could hope for something he thought was impossible.
“Tinn, damn it, how much longer do I have to wait for you?! ” Gun yelled clearly pissed off. He was standing in the hallway of their school building, which was still empty after the summer holidays, Nyiomsil High School, with his arms folded across his chest and a black suitcase on wheels in which he had packed his most favorite clothes. He glanced quickly at the watch on his wrist (it read 9:39) and sighed heavily. “Damn it... TINN!!!”
Tinn emerged from the door of the staff room where he had just said goodbye to his mother. The woman hugged her son tightly, told him to call her every day, and made sure for the hundredth time that Tinn had brought everything he might need with him. She knew that her son was very brave and she was proud of him, but a mother's heart cannot easily part with her beloved son, who for the last 18 years was the apple of her eye, her greatest treasure.
“Remember that Polonia is a rather strange country, I'm not sure if you will find yourself there” The woman found it difficult to hide how worried she was, but since she belonged to the Order of the Seventh Fire, a secret society that on Gaia II corresponded to the branch of the Knights of the Light, she couldn't refuse. In the non-magical world, she was a teacher and had just been given the position of headmistress. She didn't want to part with her son, and instead took a stranger into the house, who looked so much like her son that her heart ached at the sight. She surreptitiously wiped away her tears as Tinn turned his back on her and walked out into the corridor, where an impatient Gun waited for him.
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✔️My Magical Stranger// GeminiFourth, FirstKhaotung
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