The Whispers (Underworld 6) VK

0: New York City

As the teacher introduced the new student, Boo Seungkwan, a hush fell over the lecture hall as all eyes turned to the newcomer. Seungkwan stood with a confident smile, his eyes sparkling with enthusiasm as he prepared to share a few words about himself.

"Hello, everyone," Seungkwan began, his voice clear and melodic as it filled the room. "My name is Boo Seungkwan, and I'm excited to be joining your class."

A ripple of murmurs spread through the room at Seungkwan's cheerful introduction, the students exchanging curious glances as they listened intently to his words.

Hansol's attention was immediately captivated by the boy's presence. His eyes widened in awe as he took in the sight of the newcomer – short in stature but radiating an undeniable charm that seemed to light up the entire room.

"I come from Jeju island," Seungkwan continued, his expression warm and genuine. "But I've always had big dreams of coming to the city and pursuing my passion for music."

A soft murmur of approval swept through the lecture hall at Seungkwan's words, the students nodding in understanding as they sensed the sincerity in his voice.

"I'm looking forward to getting to know each and every one of you," Seungkwan concluded, his smile widening into a bright grin. "And I hope we can all learn and grow together in the time we spend here."

With that, Seungkwan took his seat amidst a smattering of applause, his heart filled with excitement for the journey that lay ahead. Little did he know, his arrival would bring about unexpected friendships, thrilling adventures, and a love that would transcend the boundaries of time and space. And as he sat in the classroom, surrounded by the curious gazes of his classmates, Seungkwan couldn't help but feel a sense of anticipation for the adventures that awaited him in his new home away from home.

Hansol couldn't tear his gaze away from the boy, his heart pounding in his chest as he found himself inexplicably drawn to the newcomer's bright smile and infectious energy. There was something about him that was simply captivating, a magnetic pull that seemed to defy explanation.

Beside him, Chan glanced at Hansol with amusement, a knowing smirk playing at the corners of his lips as he observed his friend's obvious infatuation. "I see you've found someone who caught your eye," he teased, nudging Hansol playfully.

Hansol flushed with embarrassment at Chan's teasing, but he couldn't deny the truth of his words. "I can't help it," he confessed, his voice barely above a whisper. "There's just something about him..."

As the class continued, Hansol found himself stealing glances at the new boy whenever he thought no one was looking. He couldn't shake the feeling that their encounter was somehow fated, that this boy held the key to a future he had yet to uncover.

Little did Hansol know, their meeting would be the beginning of a journey that would change both of their lives forever. And as he sat in the lecture hall, his heart filled with a newfound sense of anticipation, Hansol couldn't help but wonder what adventures lay in store for him and the mysterious boy who had captured his heart at first sight.

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The dim glow of the airplane's cabin lights cast a soft hue over Hansol and Chan as they sat in the back, silently staring out the small window. Clouds stretched out like an endless sea beneath them, and the world they were leaving behind seemed so far away already. The flight to New York felt surreal. They were flying into a new chapter of their lives, one that was supposed to be safe, calm, and far removed from the storm gathering over the Midnight gang. But the weight of why they were on this plane in the first place made everything feel heavier.