707 x Reader - Highschool AU

First things first

Everyone understood that Jumin was correct. They wouldn't have Seven throughout this week. They all wanted to check on him, but at this moment in time, no one did. Jumin looked at the group, debating on what his next sentence would be. He had to say things that would keep them all together and not fall apart. They did have a party in less than a week. The party. The thing that is up in the air. They all hope that Six will show up at the party and show that she is safe, but hope can only get you so far. No one knew if she was coming, and no one will know until the day of. Even then, she would not be herself, correct? As all these thoughts ran through Jumin's head as he finally spoke. 
"First things first-"
"Imma say all the words inside my head-"
"Yoosung."
"Sorry just trying to lighten the mood"
"With nonsense?"
"It's a song, Trust Fund."
"I see. Anyways, first. School is most important. Act the normal way you would in class. Not sad, nor distracted. Do not start failing any of your classes. You do not want to make a bad impression to teachers, as it is still early in the school year. Some teachers who do know you will instantly notice a difference in your behavior, so don't give them something to question. That is priority, got it?"
Everyone nodded, it made sense. Logical sense any how.
Jaehee spoke up, asking, "So what about planning for the party?"
"That's what I am going to talk about next. We are going to need to divide and conquer everything, due to the fact Six and Seven are not going to be helping us. Six was going to be gathering guests, and Seven usually deals with technology, so the music and the screens for donations. The thing is that I do not know if any of us can do the technology stuff, but we are going to have to try. Jaehee, you gather guests, invite people from the last party and any new ones you see fit. Yoosung, you will be in charge of the technology portion. Try and do everything yourself. Contacting Seven is at the bottom of our list, but if you need to, do it."
"I can invite guests but I need to know the location of which it is being held"
"And I need to know where everything was being kept from the last party to get the screens and things like that"
"Jaehee, invite them, if they say yes, tell them to contact me for information. I will go buy or rent a place, I need time," Jumin sighed, "and Yoosung, I have no utter clue to where any of that stuff is. Ask on the messenger, since we are supposed to be planning a party."
The two nodded in response to the answer. 
"Zen. I will help, but we need to come up with a theme, buy everything, and set it all up."
"There's not enough time."
"We planned a party in 11 days before, eight days is not much of a difference," Jumin responded as he ran a hand through his hair. Zen's red eyes scanned him carefully.
"We need to come up with a theme before Saturday afternoon so we can go buy everything. You can call someone to cater, right?"
Jumin had almost forgotten about food. "Right! Yes, of course. So tomorrow after school, you come home with me and we will plan. You can stay the night and we set off in the morning."
Zen nodded, "Sounds like a plan."
"As for today," Jumin looked at everyone, "we should all stay here since it is already late. If not I can have Driver Kim drive you to your respected locations."
Variants of "I can stay" were said throughout the group of four. He nodded and motioned for everyone to get up.
"Since Jaehee, you are a female, you will room on the opposite side of the house," he motioned towards the the hallway to his right. "First door on the left."
"As for the gentlemen, one can stay in the second door on the right and the other, the third door on the left," he said, motioning towards the hallway to his left.
"The  main bathroom is in the right hallway, second door on the right. Feel free to explore, just don't go into other people's rooms while they are sleeping," he looked at the guys and tilted his head towards Jaehee. Jumin was very polite and wanted her to have her privacy.
"And of course, food is in the kitchen."
Jumin finally took a breath of air once he went through the run down. He is glad he did not forget anything. Now that everyone knew there place, he decided he was going to bed, as he thought everyone should.
"You all should sleep. It is very late, and we have to head to school, plus we will need to head early if any of you need things from home. There are clothes in the closets for the males, and Jaehee, you know where to get clothes for yourself. My room is the first door on the left, on the same hallway as the rest of the guys. Knock if anything," he finally ended talking and walked to his room. He closed the door behind him, and changed into a short sleeve shirt and fancy pajama pants. Once done, he laid in bed. He was glad that he was the president of the student council. He had experience leading a group. He was honestly surprised that everyone had listened to what he had to say. Now the real test is to see how well everything will go down. Eight days. Eight days until the party. Jumin groaned at his thoughts, and now tried to shut them out as he heard everyone shuffle to there locations. Everything was silent. Silence was not new to Jumin, but for once, he did not like it. It made his feel weird, like something bad was going to happen. He was trapped with his thoughts, and thinking about the party, he knew that everything could go wrong, and he would not have control over it. 

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Seven wanted to stay on the floor for the rest of the night, but he knew he couldn't. He also knew he could not sleep while he felt as though everything was his fault. He got up, and showered with cold water only. He took his time, the water not fazing him in the slightest. In fact, it brought back memories from his training when he first started the agency. Right. The agency. The stupid place. If neither one of them were in the agency, this would have never happened. The RFA wouldn't know he had a brother, nor Six's real name. This agency is what is causing him trouble. He should not even be in his house just in case Vanderwood comes to clean. Seven got out of the shower and walked to his closet. He looked for something different to wear. Black shirt, jeans, and jacket? Okay. Maybe, he should dye his hair temporarily. Then if he's roaming around town, at least no one would recognize him. As he put on his clothes, he debated on what color to dye his hair. Was he going crazy? Probably. He decided to do a dark brown. He already had the dye on hand from a previous mission, so why not just dye it that. He grabbed the box from his closet, and went back to the bathroom. He ran his hand through his hair, with the dye in it. Once he did that multiple times, he let the dye sit. He looked through his closet to see if he had anything else. All he had were blue contacts. Better to look different, he thought to himself. He took them out of their packaging and put them in. Seven sighed. What was he thinking? He washed out the dye, looking in the mirror when he finished. "I can barely recognize myself. Where will I even go?" He said to himself, hoping his reflection will some how respond. He just wanted an answer. Maybe he could help with the party? He wanted to now. He was always home by himself, but he never felt so alone.

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Even with her heels, Six was able to keep her running speed with Saeran. She learned quick enough, and at this moment, she was grateful for that. Other than their rapid foot steps, it was quiet. No more screams, no one else making a move towards the scream.
"Does this normally happen?! Why are we the only ones running?" Six said trying to keep her voice steady, but it did waver more than stay the same. It wasn't even the running, it was the not knowing about what was going to happen that got to her.
"This is the first that I know of," Saeran replied, slowing down a bit as they heard Rika and V talking. Six slowed down with him. Saeran ran a hand through his hair as they stood in front of the door, the dye from his hair staining his hand. He knew the second he had heard their voices of why no one else came running. It's the Savior. No one messes with her activities, no matter how wrong or violent it could have been. He did not want to open the door, his hand frozen on the door nob. He knew how bad this could go. The Savior could punish him. He knows he shouldn't. Six looked at him questioningly, but she put the pieces together quite quick. She has only been through one brain washing, and this led her to be not as frozen, and in actuality, she was curious. As a hacker, she was trained not to be curious. She wasn't a hacker right now. She looked at Saeran, then moved his hand off the door handle. She opened it, stepping in front a bit so Rika would know that she was the one to open the door.
"Rika what the fluff?!"
"That is not how you address me, Y/N"
"And I am not going to as Savior seeing what you just did," she exclaimed as she moved to V. Rika tried to step in her way, but Six was trained for a situation like this. She easily got around and got to V. 
"V are you okay?!"
V tried to look at her, but couldn't see her.
"Six?" V questioned quietly. Six looked at his eyes and knew what happened.
"V it's going to be o- what the- LET ME GO," Six started of talking calmly, and ended up screeching. Someone Rika had called grabbed her and started to drag her away. Throughout the entire transaction, Saeran was still standing by the door. Someone grabbed him too and brought him somewhere else. Six was struggling to get out the grip. The person grabbing her made her face Rika.
"Not calling me Savior, huh."
"Look. Rik-"
"Savior"
Six gritted her teeth. "No Rika this was wrong. You can't just hurt people"
Rika looked at her. "You really look a lot like him Y/N. Maybe I should do the same thing to you"
Six paled. She squirmed more under the male's grip. Rika smirked at the reaction.
"Savior please don't," Six forced out her mouth. It was obvious that she was forcing the words out of her mouth. Rika smiled at her, while Six lowered her head in defeat. 
"That seems more like it. If I didn't need you for the party in eight days, you'd have the same fate as him... but I need you for that. I can still torture you until then. 
Six looked up at her as the male started to move her. "Just let me go! Let me help V!"
"No. You will get one hour daily with Saeran to practice stuff for the party and to eat a meal. He never came in, so he isn't in trouble. Bring her to the room." 
Six tried to talk, but the guy hit her in the back to keep her quiet. She readjusted herself and finally understood why Saeran froze at the door.