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one: "you're really going to miss the test this time"

"Sorry kid, you can't come in any more. You're late." The guard stops the teen that was just about to enter the academy, the gates were closed right in front of his face.

The purple haired boy didn't even have the time to catch his breath from all the running he did because he was surprised, and out on reflex, he had responded quite loudly with a: "But I was exactly on time!"

He really was, honestly, the exams were supposed to start at 08:30, and by 08:28 he had started running from the bus stop two streets away. It was exactly 08:29:58 (he had timed it) when he reached the gate.

So why the heck is the guard not letting him in?

"Not really. Every examiner was advised to be here by 08:15, and with the process of you trying to find your room, you'll still be late." The guard replies, and the teen's eye twiches. He's getting more late by the minute the longer this guy here talks instead of just letting him in and it wouldn't be his problem if the other just bolts around frantically to look for his room.

Oh no, the sole reason he went to Japan will be all for nothing. All because he started sprinting a minute late. He doesn't want to go back to his parents' house just a month after finally starting to get independent and just as he flew overseas too oh my goodness--

Suddenly, in the middle of his mental breakdown, someone covered his snow drenched hair with an umbrella. He blinked as he stopped internally screaming and met eyes with a taller guy who was looking at the guard.

"So I guess I won't get to take the exam too? It'll be quite a loss for this academy..." His voice was low and a bit gruff-- and a bit mocking, the younger could only stare at the exchange.

"What's your name?" The guard asks, a small notepad in his hand as he flipped to the back.

The man moves a little bit, closer to the gate with his hand on the back of the other guy, leading him closer as well, they were a few steps away from the gate when he answered.

"Kim Wonshik."

The guard looks up from his notepad, nodding as he probably saw the name on the paper. And so he slid the gates open, without any other word as he gestured for them to come in.

The two walked, and in the middle of the snow covered field. They both stopped as they tried to figure out where they were supposed to take the test.

"Why is this place so huge..." The purple haired guy mumbles, shaking the snow off of his head. He then looked up and grinned. "Thanks for earlier by the way. I don't know how I'll go back home if I don't make it."

The guy known as Wonshik smiles, patting the guy on the head. "It was nothing, but you have to take your exam you know." He reminds the reason for their meeting, making the shorter of the two gasp and start panicking again.

"Oh heck you're right-- but before that!" The guy exclaims, extending out a hand and looking at Wonshik in the eye. "I'm Han Sanghyuk. Thank you for your help, really."

Sanghyuk felt Wonshik take his hand, warmth radiating immediately as they shook hands. "You already know, I'm Kim Wonshik."

Sanghyuk nods. "I'm glad I'm not the only guy from Korea here." He chuckles.

"You'll probably meet a bunch more." Wonshik mused, "there's going to be quite a number of students to meet." He then started ushering using his hand.

"You're really going to miss the test this time if you still gawk around like that." And the next thing Wonshik knew, Sanghyuk had already sprinted across the field, screaming at the top of his lungs.