Mystic Literature Club

Act One Scene Four

"Hey, everyone? It's time for the activities to start so can everyone wrap up their pages please? Thank you."

V had such a gentle voice. He was too sweet for this world. Just thirty minutes and you could already character profile everyone. Probably because Saeyoung kept whispering to you juicy gossip about everyone and explained who they were instead of reading the book about halfway through the second chapter. Saeyoung was notoriously known for his short attention span. Just one of his many adorable dorky faults.

Jumin, who you learned was both mister trust fund kid and tall dark haired and handsome, remained in his desk as V walked over towards him smiling at everyone. Yoosung, the shota blonde, jumped up from his reading spot nuzzled up in the corner with a bunch of pillows and blankets and skipped over to the huddle cutely. Jaehee closed her book and walked over and pulled over two desks in addition to Jumin's. Zen sat down in the other desk, grinning. Must have been a good story. Saeran stayed huddled in his little cocoon of a reading spot, nuzzled in a sleeping bag designed with snowflakes. It was the most adorable thing you've seen since Saeyoung cosplaying as a freaking nun for that one anime convention a few months back during summer break. You stood up and stretched your back. Saeyoung somehow magically teleported to the group.

"Come on Saeraaaaaaaaan! You always take foreverrrrrrr!"

Saeyoung whined like the little toddler he was. You just rolled your eyes and tried to hold in your smirk. Nope, too late. You're already smiling. Saeran groaned very loudly in annoyance. You glanced at the cover of his book. It's no use. Saeran had the title covered with his hands and the sleeping bag.

"Come on! One more chapter! I have to see if Percy wins the fight against Hades and Persephone to retrieve the lightning bolt that belongs to Zeus!"

Percy Jackson. That fandom is going to destroy Saeran once they get their hands on him. You lost a friend to the Percy Jackson fandom. They've never been the same. No need to flashback to the cringe original characters they've made and terrible fanfics. You're so glad you blocked them on quotev and tumblr. Not on wattpad because they haven't discovered that yet. Hopefully. You decide to be the one to pry Saeran from his climaxing narrative.

"Spoiler alert, there are literally two more series of Percy Jackson books so he does get the lightning bolt back. I won't tell you how so you don't murder me in my sleep. Now can you get over here? I'm curious to see how this is going to go."

Saeran literally growled, baring his teeth at you as he slid the cocoon of a slipping bag off his body and slammed his book onto it. He gave you a look colder than ice and sharper than a demon blade. It looks could kill, you would be dead as a doornail. You hid behind Saeyoung a bit as he joined the circle of friends. Everyone looked over at V for guidance. V just smiled at everyone kindly. Seriosuly he is so sweet he might as well have a label saying 100% sugar sticking out of his ass.

"Okay, as I recently heard the Regional Fictional Association's competition requires a poetry portion where every member of the team has to present a poem to the judges to prove that the Literature clubs district-wide have been productive in both reading and writing, so we won't just be analyzing a few passages like in class. I thought maybe every day until the competition we all could write a poem and present it to about three or four others in the club and ask for feedback. The team with the best poems collectively will win so I thought this would be a good idea."

Hold the phone. You have to WRITE a poem?! You can barely think of any rhymes for the word sad! You looked around to gauge the reactions of everyone else. Yoosung and Jaehee seemed excited. Saeyoung is always excited. Jumin was just a blank skated kuurdere. Saeran honestly looked like he gave no fucks at all. The only person who seemed as nervous and bothered as you was Zen. Looks like birds of the feather stick together will be a major key part of this play.

"Yeah, that works V! Why don't we get started tonight? Every night we write a poem and present it tomorrow! That way we don't take up any time in the hour we have in the club!"

Saeyoung cheered, speaking for everyone as the club's Vice President. There were no objections to go around so V just nodded. It looks like everything was set then! You have to write poems... yaaay... if you didn't read it in a sarcastic tone, read that again because it was meant to be highkey sarcastic.

"It looks like that's settled then. I don't want to take up any more time since I didn't plan an activity, so why don't we either call it in early or read for the rest of the time? I know I'm going to stay for the extra free time."

Everyone began chatting amongst themselves. Well, except Saeran. He retreated back to his little cocoon of solitude to finish the Lightning Theif. That fandom is goin goin to drag him by the wrists, huh? It's going to be you who has to introduce him to tumblr in the end, isn't it? You were the one who introduced him to MCR and P!ATD in the first place to start his emo phase so that would only be expected. You turned to Saeyoung who was still beaming. He was actually staring right at you.

"Looks like we got free time! I want to hit the hay. I'm tired."

Saeyoung exaggeratedly yawned and leaned on you. You shove him off, laughing. You look over at Saeran, he seemed to hear what his twin said. He just used his hand to motion that he was fine with you two leaving him. You sighed.

"Alright, Alright. But you still owe me a Slushie from Seven-Eleven!"

Saeyoung laughed and grabbed your wrist. You look back at Saeran like he's the audience and you're a looney tunes character about to fall off of a cliff or get hurts or something. Like that, you and Saeyoung were blasting off again. 

Why did he have to always run?