A music class project is due and as cliche as it seems, you get the best and worst possible partners for said project. The best being your friend, Taehyung, & the worst being one of the most difficult to deal with people you have ever met-Jung Hoseo...
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Pools at night are so pretty~ Anyways just a little note,, I will be changing little tidbits of info in this fanfic so that I can prepare !! Don't mind me while I re-edit/edit thingies!! For the most part it will remain the same! Just random little specs that won't! __________________________________________
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You took a sip of your blood wine and sat by the pool. It was probably a little past 1 a.m., but it seemed like the perfect time to fulfill your goal. Ever since seeing it and even more recently you've been wanting to try to go into a pool. You didn't want people around in case you turned into a siren out of nowhere.
Minutes before this you had called out to everyone in the area to leave. You then proceeded to tell the security to keep guard of the door and not let anyone in. You know it's a bit selfish and maybe evil, but you hardly ever used your power. At least for this it wasn't too bad.
You had asked Jin earlier if it was possible to turn into a siren in the water. You doubted because before diving into the sea that day, you'd never transformed mid-bath or shower. You just wondered why that was, but Jin hadn't answered back.
Cautiously you dipped your foot in, but not before glancing at your extra pair of clothes. Transforming had a way of ripping those things apart. And speaking of ripping things apart, you weren't excited about dealing with the pain of transforming.
You watch your feet slowly get enveloped in water. Thankfully it was warm--as you hated cold water--but it still felt uneasy.
Fact is you'd never been in a pool before. You didn't even know how how to swim with human legs.
"Fuck.." You cussed at the water, but you weren't sure what for. You were scared to do it and maybe even scared to see yourself again, but you couldn't help it. You needed to get in.
What you didn't know was how much you missed the water. How much you missed just swimming when it didn't involve violence. You loved the water, but you couldn't see past the blood.
You looked around at the desolate silence around you. You had shown up here during some type of teenager hangout so the pool was changing colors--which you thought was cool. Before everyone had left, you told one of them to change the color to a bright yellow hue. You didn't want it to stay blue or green because it reminded you too much of the ocean. You didn't want red either because of the obvious reason.
