The Secret Seven. ||ENHYPEN||

Unintended Journeys

"She's a girl?"
"Oh my God! She is!"
"Wait. Why isn't she wearing a gown?"
"Her dress looks... Unique."
"Not gonna lie, she looks pretty."
"Why is her hair longer than mine?"
"Boys. Look at her eyes. She is waking up."

My eyelids fluttered open, and I found myself staring at a sight so surreal it bordered on the absurd. Seven towering figures, all clad in navy blue with gleaming gold accents, gazed at me with an intensity that sent shivers down my spine.

Their tall, imposing frames exuded an air of expensive elegance, with not a single detail out of place. As I took in their collective presence, I momentarily questioned if I was trapped in a strange dream. Every fiber of their being seemed to scream "high class."

My heart hammered in my chest as I sat up, frantically calling out for Felix.

"Felix? FELIX! Are you okay?" I panted, panic filling my voice.

A cool, deep voice cut through the air, sending a shiver down my spine. The very sound seemed to have an intoxicating effect, leaving me feeling light-headed.

"Hey. What's wrong?" One of the boys - the owner of the voice - asked me, sending a wave of chills through me.

I forced myself to stay composed, trying to remain calm in the face of this unexpected situation.

"Who are you? What's with your dresses?" I asked with wide eyes.

"How else are Princes supposed to dress like?"

"Princes?" I let out a derisive chuckle in disbelief. These people think we're still in the vintage era.

Crazy men.

"Stop playing with me. I'm not a baby."

One among them snickered, "Hyung. Are girls always this stupid?"

What the hell?!

"Hey! I'm not stupid!" I snapped at the boy.

"I understand you're trying to look angry, but, I swear to God, a kitten looks scarier than you." The boy retorted at me.

Offensive. But wait... I looked around and what's this I am in?

A FREAKING PALACE?!

The opulence was staggering. Paintings, vases, sandclocks, and grand curtains filled the space, a nod to a bygone era. I looked around, awestruck and puzzled.

Finally, curiosity got the better of me, and I spoke up. "Um... sorry for asking, but what year is it?"

The youngest boy, the one who had insulted me earlier, just tutted.

"See? I told you. Girls are always this dense," he said, his voice dripping with mockery.

"Knock it off, Niki." Warned a boy and turned towards me, "It's 1824."

Yeah 182-- Wait-- What the original fuck?!

Both my heart and my jaw dropped. If I were to be a cartoon character, my jaw would've touched the ground at the obvious shock I am in.

"Wai- What the!?- Umm. Okay. I must be dreaming." I pinched my cheek and quickly felt the sting.

The group of seven boys stood before me, their puzzled expressions etched with concern and a hint of bewilderment. With arms crossed in front of their chests, they fixed me with gazes that seemed to question my sanity. They're totally thinking I'm insane.

Maybe I am.

I chuckled nervously, trying to rationalize the situation. "Maybe I'm just hallucinating..."