PHANTASM SERIES BOOK 2 --- Versailles (proper noun). The argument over the etymology of Versailles tends to privilege the Latin word 'versare', meaning "to keep turning, turn over and over", an expression used in medieval times for plowed lands, cleared lands (lands that had been repeatedly "turned over"). --- He wasn't like any endermen you had seen before - probably because he wasn't fully an enderman. He was tall like an enderman, but that was where the similarity ended. He was split down the middle - half of his skin the same inky black as the twins, the other half a radiant white. His eyes didn't match either - one blood red and the other emerald green. His hair fell in soft waves, almost obscuring his eyes at times, and he kept his head tilted down, his sharp jawline on display. He seemed timid, but that might have just been the situation - anyone behind bars would likely hang their head.

You were one of the first people to arrive in the piano room - probably because your form room had been so close by. The room was empty when you walked in, so you just made your way to the back of the room, sitting down at one of the pianos near the window. There were no desks in the room besides for the teacher, only keyboards lined up in rows facing the front of the room. You set your books down under the piano, not knowing where else to put them, and sat down, fiddling with the hem of your shirt in your hands as you waited. You would have much preferred for at least the teacher to be in the room - sitting by yourself was not really what you wanted to be doing. You turned your attention to the window in the room, absently watching a couple of songbirds dart in an out of a small shrub while you waited. Hopefully someone else would get here soon and it wouldn't be so stiflingly silent- "Oh. Hello." Your head snapped back to the front of the room to see a boy standing there, hovering awkwardly just inside the door. He was rather short, and his arms wrapped around his books in a hug. You wouldn't have noticed him in the hallway if you had passed him - his height combined with brown hair and brown eyes made him the sort of person that would just blend in to a crowd. He didn't look particularly mean though, so you just tried for a smile. "That's my seat." He said, still hovering by the door.

Jungwon's got a crush. He's the perfect boy - he's cute, he's polite, and he's a great cook. Even Jungwon's friends like him. The catch? He's a robot. ✎ jaywon ! ★ completed ♡ Highest Rankings: [#1 in Jaywon] 🥇 [#1 in Jungwon] 🥇 [#1 in Sunki] 🥇 [#1 in Ni-Ki] 🥇 [#1 in Heejake] 🥇 [#1 in ENHYPEN] 🥇 [#1 in TXT] 🥇 [#1 in Taehyun] 🥇 [#2 in Yeonjun] 🥈 [#2 in Soobin] 🥈 [#3 in HueningKai] 🥉

Young, lonely George discovers he can use an old telephone to communicate with a boy living 50 years in the past. Cover Art made for this book by: mikadespacito on Twitter {inspired by Meef} Dedicated to mack <3