(Koya's POV)
We have to leave soon.
All of the members of our group knows it, or either has a feeling about it.
We've been here too long.
The only reason we all hesitated to leave was because of Tata, who could never adjust to too many places at once.
4 years of Bangtan High.
Soon enough, someone will notice and actually TELL everyone how abnormal we are, and eventually, everyone would find out about our existence.
And there's no need for that.
After I finished my studies and homework, I've been working on trying to find a new place for us to co-exist with humans. A whole new world for us, with new identities and new names and places for our living.
I'm thinking of letting us enter college now, because of our ages and our completion of High school.
And a good college, of course.
Somewhere in the UK, maybe? Cambridge? Oxford?
Or maybe live in the US, and go to Ivy League colleges, such as Stanford? Yale?
I sighed.
This was almost too hard to bear by myself.
Checking my forever list of what to prepare for our transfer, such as made up passports, school reports, fake parents, a new house, money, and so much more, I pressed my head against my hands and sighed, thinking about the future hardships we would have to go through.
My laptop was open, searching for a good location for us to settle, and I was exhausted - I had been working on this project for at least 3 hours now. It was night, and I was fairly sure all of the members were asleep. Maybe except Tata.
Even though it was the least of my worries, I couldn't 100% focus on this task because I kept unintentionally thinking of...
Y/N.
How she would've helped me and how she would have talked through the process step by step, while her shoulder touched mine as she sat next to me and pointed with her delicate hand to different points of the world map that was laid in front of me -
'Stop it Koya.' I thought heavily, while shaking my head passionately, 'Think of the mission at hand.'
My other persona - that longed for romance - forbid this statement.
'Why not? Y/N IS a perfect girl; she's smart, beautiful, gentle, kind, sometimes even feisty...' My romantic persona swooned, persuading my business persona to try and surrender the work for today.
'No! The sooner we get out of Bangtan High, the better.' My business persona retorted angrily, pushing my romantic persona away from my brain.
My romantic persona huffed and disappeared from my mind.
'Phew,' I thought, relieved to get rid of that sensation, 'Now I can properly work.'
And just before I was about to return back to my project, my universal watch started beeping frantically, telling me that news had arrived from somewhere in the universe.
My eyes widened in surprise and quickly snatched up the device from my bed stand. It didn't ring since we came to Earth, but, maybe...
My eyes scanned urgently through the message and I gasped. My hands instinctively flew up to my mouth, as I gaped at the watch and read through the message one more time.
