INSUPER :: ʟᴜᴄᴀs | ɴᴄᴛ [✓]

,TWO

TWO

" the rookie artist johnny seo was recently caught at the center of a very particular scandal... "

the newswoman's sharp voice caught irene's attention as she stopped buttering her slice of bread and walked towards the kitchen's television.

when kun saw her, he immediately grabbed the tv remote — about to change the channel — but his sister was fast enough to snatch it from him and seat next to the brother, her ears wide open.

" the clients who attended the latest art show and then bought one of his marvellous paintings, suddenly found the characters and locations on it disappearing: leaving all the canvases completely black, with water dripping from the bottom frames. "

«this doesn't make any sense.»

the male said to the younger, his brows furrowing.

" the artist's staff now has to deal with the flood of angry and confused customers, who filled lion's gallery, blocking all the possible exit doors.

we pass the line back to the studio, while we wait for further details... "

irene moved her gaze from the coloured display to the thin figure of his brother: he had the same expression of the first time he saw lucas moving and speaking like a common human being.

she realized how he was going to be in trouble as well, because he lied not only to his parents and friends but also to the police officers when they came to their house and asked him informations about the disappearance of moon taeil.

more and more proofs were revealed, the truth didn't seem as far as before.
but although kun made such a statement, he wasn't completely wrong.

everything didn't make sense for real.

«why was my painting the only one which caught fire?»

irene asked a bit worried.
she knew she was not going to have a reply, so the girl stood up and exited the house without first taking her jacket and the car keys

«where are you going to?»

«to the venue of the scandal!»

«be careful there, sis.»

the young man softly said with a sad smile.

the sister nodded and smiled as well, her body soon disappearing behind the wooden door.

[...]

irene shouted a loud "excuse me" as she made her way through the large amount of people stressing the staff members.
both the customers and the curious journalists kept asking questions over questions, with the invane hope to receive valid answers.

when her eyes fell on an anxious haechan she ran to the boy and asked him to take her to johnny.

after being sure that no one saw them moving to the upper floor, the two tip-toed to the latter's large office.
the room's door revealed an utterly stressed artist, who had his hands covering his face as he kept sighing in frustration.

he then lifted his gaze up, meeting the one of the guys

«what is she doing here-»

«why was my painting the only one which caught fire?»

irene wondered, sitting in front of the male, his muscles tensing instantly.

johnny kept silent as his lips formed a straight line, but the girl looked a bit sensitive since she repeated her question twice with firmer tone.

«your question should be why the other ones are completely black, to be honest...»

he nonchalantly answered

«your painting burned because you came out of it after a long time in it, as for the others...
someone messed up that era just like you did with ours, i guess.»

he continued saying a bit unsure.

haechan also mentioned that it was the second time happening in a year, but even though their supposition were right, no one actually knew how the first case really ended.

he talked about the image of a foreign princess, but as they already said: they didn't know were she could be by now.

«so what you're trying to say is that one or more of the guys or even the citizens is hanging around in this era.
am i right?»

the two males hummed as a sign of a positive response.

"it could also be taeil tho." irene thought, acknowledging the new information.

«is there anything else i need to know?»

«oh yeah, about that-
when two humans experience the travel and they peradventure come back, one remembers everything while the other one must forget.

so don't think about having taeil as a witness, because out of the two he is surely the one who won't remember the journey.»

haechan carefully explained.

irene looked at the guy sitting next to her, speechless.
no one told her about this, such an important part of the consequences of encountering johnny's works of art.

plus if taeil really wouldn't remember anything, she wouldn't be able to ask him the purpose of all what she experienced.
but what really mattered to get was that everyone could be save by any chance and that she could finally have a peace of mind.

and although the large amount of informations she came to know about were kind of stressing, she was happy to eventually hear the truth: the answer to her questions.

the female was about to exit the now suffocating office, wearing her jacket and thanking the two boys, when she suddenly stopped at the door and slowly turned around asking

«will it be really okay if a character comes and lives in this era?»

«i'm sorry, but i'm not sure about how to answer this...»

the latter said chuckling bitterly.

the girl nodded, probably a bit disappointed by the words just heard and closed the doors behind her as she ran down the steps and walked past the flood of people bugging the staff members.

irene decided not to immediately go home, but instead strolled around the area humming a random song.
there were hope and joy in her heart, the good news had come: if the 17th century wasn't able to welcome her anymore, then the 21st was surely ready to embrace its people.

«let's meet soon lucas, i missed you a lot.»

unedited.

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note: i'm so freaking late with the update, forgIVE ME- I WAS SO BUSY I COULDN'T EVEN OPEN UP THIS SITE.

i'm so glad to tell you that the next chapter will surely make you smile,
you'll also notice things that in the first book were a bit hidden lmao!

thank you for accompanying me also in this journey, i really appreciate it a lot!

hope to always be able to publish good chapters for you to enjoy, ilysm 💚💚💚

— ZENO