Half-Blood | NCT DREAM

Chapter 16

"What are we looking for?" Haerin asked, shoving her hands in her pockets.

Jisung had brought the group to the outskirts of Vancouver, the five of them now roaming the city like a bunch of idiots. Haerin had no idea where she was going and judging by the way Mark was squinting at his phone, he didn't have that good of an idea either.

"Give me that." Haechan said, swiping the phone from Mark's hands. His eyes widened as he saw the location on Mark's GPS.

"What?" Chenle asked, peeking over his shoulder.

Haerin had to take a glance too, curious as to what was making the boys act that ways.

"It's just a studio, I don't see what the big deal is." Haerin mumbled but Haechan shook his head.

"Not just any studio."

...

Haerin could hear music coming from outside the building before she even entered. Mark stood beside her, hands in his pockets.

There was a huge sign with english and greek letters, but Haerin couldn't read any of them.

"I can't read-"

Haerin immediately closed her mouth as the name of the studio came to her.

Mnemosyne's Studio for the Arts

Mnemosyne, Haerin thought. Why does that sound so familiar?

Before she could ask, Chenle was already heading to the door. He turned around to stare at the rest of them.

"What are you idiots waiting for?"

...

There was an old woman sitting at the receptionist desk inside, who looked up as they entered. She didn't seem very happy at the sight of the five of them.

"Do you have an appointment?" The woman asked. The all looked towards Mark.

"We're here to see Mnemosyne." Mark told her. "It's important."

"Well she's a busy lady." The woman told them, her nasally voice showing that she was quite annoyed by their presence. "If you don't have an appointment then leave."

"But-"

"Leave."

Haerin couldn't believe this woman was so rude and was about to give her a piece of her mind when Haechan stepped forward.

"What about Calliope?" Haechan asked, leaning forward on the receptionist desk.

The old woman adjusted her glasses, staring at Haechan, mumbling something about Apollo before letting out a deep sigh.

"Studio A."

That was all the woman said before turning back to her computer.

"Who's Calliope?" Haerin whispered to Jisung as they followed Haechan past the receptionist's desk, down a long hallway with doors on either side.

"One of the nine muses." Jisung answered.

They stopped at the first one, that sign saying that it was Studio A, where Haechan knocked.

The door opened to reveal a beautiful lady full of youth. She had pale skin, dark hair, and thin lips. Her round eyes went straight to Haechan.

"A son of Apollo." The lady that Haerin assumed to be Calliope said, her voice soft like an angel. "What brings you and your friends here?"

"We wanted to see your mother." Haechan told her. "But your receptionist was very against that."

"Well my mother is a busy lady." Calliope said as she moved back, letting them in.