At the stroke of midnight, the old, abandoned room beckons with an eerie allure, hidden within the darkened recesses of the Terpsichore dance academy. The campus, once bustling with life, now lay deserted, save for the faint whispers of secrets echoing through the cobblestones. Two young souls, bound by a shared affinity for the arcane, embark on a clandestine journey into the heart of the supernatural.
Seungmin, the enigmatic warlock, and Jisung, the shapeshifter hailing from a lineage of powerful witches, have become inseparable since the abandoned room first unveiled its mystical allure to them. Together, they have tread uncharted paths, delving deep into the unknown realms of magic and spirits.
After the heart-pounding encounter with otherworldly spirits alongside their friends Hyunjin, Felix, Jeongin, and Changbin, the desire to uncover the room's deepest mysteries tugged relentlessly at Seungmin and Jisung's souls. The weight of their curiosity grew with each passing day, kindling a determination to venture back to that ominous space.
In the days that followed, Seungmin devoted himself to the study of ancient spells, scribbling incantations in timeworn grimoires with fervent determination. Meanwhile, Jisung's uncanny ability to transform into various creatures proved to be an invaluable asset, helping them gather scattered fragments of knowledge scattered throughout Terpsichore's folklore and hidden corners.
Now, as the bewitching hour approaches, Seungmin and Jisung find themselves at the threshold of destiny once more. The stars overhead seem to whisper encouragement, and a gentle breeze seems to carry the faint echoes of forgotten ballads sung by spirits long departed. Clutching a time-worn key and an enchanted lantern, Seungmin's heart thrums with both trepidation and excitement.
Tonight is the night they have decided to venture into the unknown alone, embarking on a clandestine journey unbeknownst to their closest friends. Moonlight casts ethereal beams through the clouds, illuminating the academy grounds with an otherworldly glow. Beneath this celestial canopy, Seungmin and Jisung stealthily slip away from their dorms, silencing each footfall with practised grace.
Their decision to keep this venture clandestine from their friends stems not from distrust but from an instinctual awareness that this sacred encounter is meant for them alone. The gravity of their shared destiny weighs heavily upon them, and they believe that the spirits will reveal their truths more readily to those who dare to face their fears.
As they reach the room's rusted door, adorned with symbols etched in an ethereal script, Seungmin's heart races, and Jisung's eyes gleam with anticipation. The key fits into the lock with a faint click, and the door creaks open to reveal a chamber ensconced in a luminous ambience, as if time has stood still in this spectral sanctuary.
With a shared glance that speaks volumes, Seungmin and Jisung cross the threshold, and the door closes silently behind them. The room pulses with energy, and the air is heavy with the essence of forgotten tales and untold secrets. Shimmering dust particles float like stardust, and the spirits stir, sensing the intruders but recognizing the familiarity of their souls.
The air inside seems to shimmer with the residual energies of forgotten waltzes and jubilant celebrations. Seungmin lights the lantern, its glow intertwining with the faint luminescence of the spirits hovering around them. With a deep breath, they begin their ritual to bridge the gap between the mortal and the ethereal.
The two companions step forward, their hearts in rhythm with the dance of the spirits, and their eyes meet with a silent promise. They are ready to unlock the enigma that has bound this room for ages, to learn of the tales whispered by those long departed, and to embrace the timeless wisdom of Terpsichore herself, who continues to inspire dancers across the ages.
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Cursed Love | HyunChan & HyunHo
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