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ʸᵒᵘⁿᵍ ᴬᵈᵘˡᵗ | ᴿᵒᵐᵃⁿᶜᵉ | ᴰʳᵃᵐᵃ
In the ominous atmosphere of the Moonlit Residence, adolescents without parental love are confronted with their deepest fears. Yeonjun, abandoned by his mother, steps through the gates of this mysterious...
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Yeonjun entered the common room with his hair still slightly damp. After Soobin and he had changed their clothes to help the others again, they had also told the leaders that the tap and hose in the garden were broken. So they had to find a new task. And after a few hours of the four of them trying to get the garden back in order, they had become tired and retired to their rooms for a short time. Everyone needed their privacy, and although the contact with Yeonjun had done him good, what had happened had also exhausted him.
Now that it was late afternoon and the young people were in the hamkke, Soobin sat on the windowsill and watched the trees move in the wind. He seemed paralyzed, completely absorbed by the sight outside, and even when Yeonjun stood next to him, he didn't react.
His eyes stared at the edge of the meadow as if he had blinkers on.
As if he was dreaming with his eyes open.
It was only when Yeonjun sat down, leaned against the glass of the window and pushed himself into his field of vision that Soobin was snapped out of his trance and turned his gaze to the tousled, sea-blue hair. A sweet smile flitted across Soobin's lips as he thought about the mishap from earlier, and he had to stifle a giggle. He would never have thought that he would like the mysterious boy with the numerous wounds.
But after this action, he had a different image of Yeonjun.
And Yeonjun would never have thought that a slight upturn of the corners of his mouth was enough of a greeting for Soobin. He was happy not to have to talk much, as he was never much of a talker. He preferred to keep quiet and let others speak when they felt the need to. But with Soobin, he didn't have to make a big noise. His gaze fell on Taehyun, who was sitting alone at a smaller table in the corner. It was the first time he had seen him here in the common room for more than ten minutes, as Taehyun usually preferred to hide away in his single room. There he had his peace and quiet and was not bothered by anyone.
He didn't even have a roommate.
On the one hand, Yeonjun could understand why Taehyun preferred to be alone. Sometimes he even envied the fact that he didn't have to share the room with anyone.
But there were definitely reasons for that.
Taehyun's slender fingers clutched a red pen, with which he scribbled something on a piece of paper. He then folded it into a paper airplane and looked at it in his hands. His lean shoulders heaved briefly as he threw the plane against the wall in front of him with a jerk. The plane bounced off the wall and sank to the ground again in a flash. Yeonjun watched this with a furrowed brow until he spotted Haechan, Kai's loud friend, at the entrance to the hamkke. He gulped, because Haechan's face didn't look particularly pleased. It was as if he had bitten into a rotten apple. Haechan let his eyes wander around the large room - over the small table on the far right, where Taehyun was sitting, then over the middle round table and finally to the small table on the left, where Yuna was sitting with a little girl and the counselor Kim Minji. They seemed to be coloring while some boys were at the foosball table. It didn't look like a match because only two were playing against each other.
