Down Under ⇁ Hyunjin

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The only times I get in trouble on purpose is when I know my way out first. And there it is: the door.

Luna pov

Now I just need to make a distraction plan. In the matter of 10 seconds I made a plan. I only have one chance to nail this. If I fail this, I fail my chance to escape as well. And that's all I wanted right now.

I run past Hilly, towards the wall where a torch hangs.
I have to blow this out as fast as possible. I blow as hard as I can.

First time wasn't a succeed.
I quickly look behind me and Hyunjin is coming towards me. Panic rushes through my veins.

"What are you doing?" He lies his hand on my shoulder.

I blow once more as hard as I can. This is my last chance.

"Why are you not answering me?" Hyunjin is getting impatient.

Please just please go out flame. My lungs collect as much air as I can fit in them. If this won't do it, I don't think anything would. I blow with all my strength.

The flame wiggles. My hands are shaking. This can't be it. Come on flame, please please please I beg of you. I blow once more out of anger with tears in my eyes.

He turns me around in a swift motion, holding my wrists softly. My long hair swings against the wall as he turns me around. On that wall is a torch. My hair is burning.

"Hey what the heck Luna? Answer me- YOUR HAIR IS BURNING. OH MY GOD YOUR HAIR IS BURNING. MOM HER HAIR IS BURNING."
Hilly runs out the door, maybe to get something because you know, my hair is burning.

I start to cry. Everything is going wrong today. All I want is to go home. Why am I here? How did I even get here?

Before I ask myself any more questions Hilly comes running with a book. She starts waving it in front of my hair.

"I got this," She says. "Don't worry."

"Thank you mom- THE FLAME IS GETTING BIGGER NO STOP STOP STOP" Hyunjin panics and takes the book out of his mom's hands.

Hyunjin's mom takes the book and runs out again. I start to cry harder and put my hands on my face.

"Um hey, it's gonna be alright" He pats my arm awkwardly. I don't reply and instead keep crying.

"Hey look at me" His hands gently takes my hands and moves them away from my face.

"You don't have to worry, alright?-" I slowly look up at him with my tear stained face and watery eyes. -"We can cut your hair if you want, I bet you'll look as pretty as now"