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I TOLD U I WOULDN’T — WHY ARE YOU TAKING AWAY SOOJUNG’S CUZZIE

you never told me that ~__~

besides you know i won't be able to keep eunji going when i go back to school

and it'll be more fun if i revive her in summer when everything is fucked <:

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fcxsoojung replied to your post:pce 4 now (i’m dropping eunji but plot wise she...

breaking my goddamn heart

don't be like that

you're just gonna take 2eun away from me anyway

so fr*ck u B(

#ripmythugs2k14

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pce 4 now

(i'm dropping eunji but plot wise she isn't leaving or anything -- she's still at the school and everything)

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[ sms to : jung eunji (hella) ] ooooh scared of getting beat or getting in trouble? i'll protect you y'know! [ sms to : jung eunji (hella) ] who should we prank? i've only met like three people since i got here [ sms to : jung eunji (hella) ] will you record it gehehehe [ sms to : jung eunji (hella) ] i'll find a way to get around it !!! ~_~

[text] do you even remember the first thing i said to you when we met? it was like six hours ago girl

[text] hahahah but srsly getting in trouble around here fucking sucks

[text] chores for daaaaays

[text] idk pick the first random kid you see in the hallway, doesn't really matter

[text] hell yes i'll record it

[text] keep me updated (;

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[ sms to : jung eunji (hella) ] i don't want to get used to it though [ sms to : jung eunji (hella) ] should i start a fight? play a prank? kkkkkk [ sms to : jung eunji (hella) ] no thanks we are not fighting till i figure out how to counter your cheats — like a goddamn tinfoil hat or smth

[text] miiiight get in trouble if we start fights

[text] i’m 10000% all for the prank thing tho

[text] actually if you punch anyone let me know beforehand

[text] and it’s not cheating if i was born this way (◡‿◡✿)

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[ sms to : jung eunji (hella) ] i've only been here for a day and it's like i've entered a retirement home [ sms to : jung eunji (hella) ] boooooooooooooored

[text] eh you kinda get used to it

[text] (not really)

[text] i’d ask if you wanna fight again but i think once a day is enough

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(msg) hey eunji (msg) you're super cool :^) (msg) love eunji

[text] aw thanks gurl

[text] ur hella sweet (◡‿◡✿)

[text] love eunji

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(! struts along and punches you in the face ) — (! walks away )

(/ minds her own business, standing on the street and hesitating in between two restaurants -- one offers fried chicken, the other jajangmyeon ) er.. (/ gets antsy, jumping up and down and looking from sign to sign, trying to decide which one to pick. suddenly turns her face to the side, catching someone walking towards her out of the corner of her eye ) ..? (/ she can't read any thoughts coming from this person and soon a fist appears in an instant. her eyes widen, head starting to move out of the way -- but the hit still connects with her cheek ) what the-- (/ stumbles back a few steps with a bewildered expression ) ....... HEY, ASSHOLE (/ confusion turns into anger and she swivels around to see where the bastard went ) eh -- ? (/ and he's gone -- she mumbles to herself ) fucking shit .... fried chicken then .......

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— how to pick up boys ,

(/ eunji has to admit, she's more than just a little excited to have her first sleepover with friends who are actually female. when she had stayed at friends' apartments before, the goal of the night wasn't exactly to have fun -- eating tons of junk food, playing video games and gambling in a friendly round of poker -- y'know, the basics of being a teenager (with lots of guy friends, that is). she usually just needed a place to crash after a job when it was too late to return back to her own apartment. plus, her oppa was always there to watch over her ) hm.. (/ as she stands outside of room 101, hand poised to knock on the door in front of her and already dressed in her frumpy pajamas, she wonders if it was etiquette to bring a gift to ocassions like this. then she shrugs because it's too late now ) I'M HEREEE, LET ME IN! (/ proceeds to knock quite noisily on the door, eventually using both fists to be extra obnoxious just because she can )

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— #1 JOURNEY TO THE CENTER OF XAVIER'S MIND ,

INITIATING ADVANCEMENT PROGRAM . . . 100%.

JUNG EUNJI, as a telepath, you will be encountering a weakened echo of Xavier himself in the danger room. His own creation, the man you will meet in this simulation will act as your primary obstacle. While you will be granted permission to enter his mind, your task is to acquire a secret that he is hiding beneath layers of mental blocks and misdirection techniques. You have two (in character) weeks to exercise every ability you have to gain this secret. (The secret is that he likes pears.)

STATUS: COMPLETE

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< game face, eunji. just take it slow. you have two weeks to tackle this. you know how you are when you get too hyper. now, breathe. >

DAY 1: THE TRICKSTER WITH TOO MUCH PRIDE

until she came to the institute just recently, eunji has never encountered other mutants before. at least, none that she knew of. while she worked jobs for her brother's gang, she never had trouble pulling some strings in the heads of her targets. it was beyond easy. just like 1, 2, 3. she had never before been truly challenged by another, human or mutant, until a month ago, when she entered her first simulation class.

she couldn't lie. it was difficult getting use to the feeling of failure.

but it has also transformed into a driving force for her training. (though she ends up skipping mutant history class in favor of strength training in the gym. it's a trade off, really.)

when eunji enters the simulation room and closes the heavy door behind her, all voices in the surroundings classrooms and hallways instantly cease in her head. without any effort on her part, she's alone with her thoughts -- a strange feeling she's gradually gotten use to -- as she stands at one side of the room. it's empty except for two chairs facing each other close to the center. after a few seconds, the lights flicker slightly and a figure suddenly stands at the opposite end, quite a few yards away.

professor xavier. she blinks, wary of the form. she could tell the projection wasn't real; it felt like her eyes were playing tricks on her, and her brain was sending off a clear warning.

nonetheless, she bows in greeting. "good morning, professor."

it -- he -- nods in greeting, a slight, polite smile on his face. "morning, eunji. let's take a seat. i have a feeling this might take a while." he gestures towards the two seats in the middle. the last sentence stings a little but eunji purses her lips, not protesting or showing her pride. the apparition doesn't move until she does; he steps at the same pace as her and they sit at the exact same time.

he makes her uneasy, even though she knows for a fact that he isn't real. but she was sure any student would feel the same way if they were placed against xavier in the simulation room. "how is training going for you? settling in alright?"

eunji is hesitant to answer, her nerves on end. she doesn't know what to expect or prepare for. so to get started, she says whatever comes to mind first. "it's alright... a bit more difficult than i initially imagined. but it's fun as well. i've always loved adrenaline--" she stops as she watches the unchanging and pleasant expression on the other's face. she's nearly forgotten her task already. < find out the secret, eunji. don't get sidetracked. >

she carries on the conversation in her head. < everyone's been great... but let's put all cards on the table, prof. we're here for one thing, and one thing only. > it was only logical. both of them were telepaths. this was a game of the minds. she was never the smartest kid in her class, not even close actually, but she possessed one thing: street smarts. something that wasn't taught in any classroom. < i know you can read my thoughts as well, so i'm not going to hide anything from you, okay? >

his voice echoes in her mind in response. < sounds fair to me, miss jung. so where do you want to start? >

DAY 5: A WEEK FILLED ONLY WITH CONVERSATIONS AND SILENCE

< you're starting to hide things from me, eunji. i thought you said you wouldn't do that? >

her eyes are perpetually narrowed, one leg draped over the other, arms crossed over her chest as she slouches in her chair. (she actually brought her own cushion on day 3 since it started to hurt so much.) there are heavy bags under her eyes. she hasn't slept much in the past few days; she couldn't stop thinking about how to beat xavier.

the whole ordeal has obviously taken its toll on her. she was by no means her usual self and no one dared trying to talk to her as she shuffled through the halls with disheveled hair while mumbling strange things to herself.

during her first day in the danger room, xavier had her running circles in her head with his words. eunji would try to bring up the secret, he would mention something about her old life, like her longtime crush on jae or her oppa, and she would get flustered or angry. this cycle continued for hours until xavier suggested she get some sleep to think. tch. like she was gonna take advice from an echo. (she left thirty minutes later on the pretense that the cafeteria was going to close soon and she was too broke to order out.)

by now, she's learned to not bring up the secret outright, otherwise it was easy for xavier to get her sidetracked.

< i've been doing a lot of thinking, xavvie. > she's become increasingly comfortable talking to this form of the professor. < it might be a show of my integrity if i go back on my word. but then again, integrity doesn't matter much on the battlefield, does it? >

up until last night, she had been convinced that it was better if she laid herself bare. but it hasn't gotten her very far. she needed to start employing more complicated tactics, and letting xavier know everything upfront was counterproductive. despite the fact that he was a weakened version, he was still better than her, and she needed to push her limits.

there were too many mental barriers that she still had yet to get to, and xavier has only had to use misdirection on her so far.

< i was being stubborn and prideful before. and that's not a conducive attitude. right, prof? >

she's stopped projecting her thoughts. instead of letting him simply read her mind, she's decided to cut him off to the best of her ability and only talk to him by projection. xavier still allows her to enter his mind freely. she's concentrated the playing field to his domain only.

< that's right, eunji. i'm glad you're learning. >

his words continued to make her slightly irritated though. they were almost condescending. but it was probably another mind game of his. focus.

a corner of her mouth pulls up into a smirk.

< how about we start talking about you, professor? i wanna know everything. >

DAY 7: ROADBLOCK

< so, did you have a good relationship with your parents when you were younger? >

it’s been two days since eunji's begun asking the professor every sort of question. questions about his past. questions about his family. questions about his powers. of course, there was a lot of information he avoided or skimmed over. eunji could feel the barriers guarding these secrets, but she could tell none of these were the one she was looking for. he never tensed too much or tried to segway into another conversation.

< it was pretty average for the most part. >

it seemed too simple. for the most part, xavier was freely chatting about any topic eunji brought up. there was no misdirection needed on his part. she couldn’t exactly tell where she was going wrong.

< any girlfriends while you were growing up? crushes, maybe? >

secrets are usually buried deep in a person’s subconscious. they’re usually things that people don’t want to divulge or would rather keep buried in the past. she looked for every crack and tugged at every crevice in his mind. professor xavier certainly has many of these -- hell, almost everyone does -- but she was striking out with each and every one of them.

< a small crush or two, but nothing major. >

no alert in her head.

"tch." that was the first audible noise she's made in that room for days. it echoed humorlessly throughout the empty room, sending a slight chill down her own spine. she was getting restless looking for this heavily guarded secret, and she was beginning to doubt that there ever was one in the first place.

where the hell was she supposed to be looking?

or maybe she was just overestimating herself and missed the secret days ago.

< maybe you're just a huge ball of shit, jung eunji. > she buried her face into her hands, visibly exhausted just like every other day this week.

"i need a break. be back later, xavvie."

DAY 10: FINDING THE KEY

it was so fucking simple.

eunji spent days probing the darkest parts of xavier’s mind, but she was thinking in the exact opposite direction.

yesterday, she had actually taken the time to have lunch break with a friend and talk things over.

"why don't you ask him -- well, i don't know -- what his favorite color is? does he like dogs? what about his least favorite flavor of ice cream? what if it's cookies and cream?! shit! you know people are afraid of having unpopular opinions. they'll say they like it but secretly despite it..."

"shit, you're a goddamned genius, you know that?"

< welcome back, miss jung. your days are running low. i think i'll sincerely miss our talks. >

eunji chuckled -- it seemed like the first time in weeks -- as she peered up at him through heavily hooded eyes. licking her lips, she sat down with a newly added air of confidence.

< don't worry, prof. this is going to be another long session. you're not getting rid of me just yet. >

DAY 10 (LATER THAT NIGHT): BREAKING DOWN BARRIERS

she found it.

at least, the general subject area she was supposed to be targeting. and all thanks to the question: "what's your favorite meat to barbecue?"

ha! fucking genius.

eunji was getting closer to the barriers that xavier was putting so much of his energy into. she could sense how heavily guarded the topic of food was even if he put on a calm appearance. deep crinkles were forming around his eyes, and she's been staring at him long enough to know that this expression was new; she's practically memorized every line of his face. (to tell the truth, even she found this rather creepy information to know.)

< ahhh, so it's food. oh, how i love the topic of food, professor. how'd you know? > there's something sadistic about the grin that's forming in her expression. she's poised and beyond ready to win this game.

eunji could feel his own powers trying to distract her or make her forget the discussion, even if for a little while. she used what energy she had to left to keep his influence at a distance. she needed to narrow down the topic even further before she took another break.

< tell me. it's not meat, is it? what about drinks? coffee? tea? no... vegetables? you hate kimchi, don't you?! ha, i'm just kidding you with that one, xavvie... >

DAY 11: JACKPOT

eunji was so close, she could swear she could touch the secret with her fingertips.

there were one or two thresholds left to overcome. and at this point, xavier had long abandoned his facade of innocence to truly focus all of his energy into guarding this one secret.

there wasn't even any communication exchanged between the two of them anymore. xavier had stopped responding to her questions once she got on the subject of fruits. that was the sweet spot that left them in complete mental silence. both of them were exercising their capabilities at full potential now.

eunji had even made sure that she ate enough protein before today's session. (she literally consumed two very large steaks for breakfast this morning.)

at the viewpoint of an outsider looking in, it seemed as if they were simply having a staring contest. however, it was obvious that both of their powers were starting to wane, by the looks of their facial expressions.

eunji's face was beyond strained, as was xavier's, but she didn't go through the past eleven days of hell to fail in the end.

going through barriers almost felt like she was physically breaking multiple padlocks off a heavy and dense door with her bare hands. the stress it put on her mind gave her intense migraines.

another lock falls to the ground.

< i like... >

a minute later, another.

< i like p... >

eunji felt like she was going to burst an artery at this point. but another lock is undone just in time, and --

< i like pears. >

DEBRIEF: JUNG EUNJI, 18, TELEPATHY

at first, jung eunji demonstrated a slow start with no real initiative on her part. the first few days of her allotted time were spent mostly unfruitful. however, she displayed an incredible show of effort and determination the entire time. she seemed to make several revelations about her task throughout the two weeks, and began to make good, steady progress. her path to completing the mission was much quicker once she knew what to do. at the end, she showed a very impressive level of tolerance. all data from the mission was collected from the echo of professor xavier.

PROCESSING... DATA SAVED.

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❝all things go.❞

→「lim sungbin as beetz with psychometry in firstclass-krp」

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❝ it was only in the full radiance of her beauty that she wished to appear. ❞

→「lee hyori with fear manifestation in firstclass-krp」

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❝no one cares until it's too late.❞

→「kim yerim as shadow with umbrakinesis in firstclass-krp」

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55-57/∞ seven springs of apink

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(/ eunji doesn't even notice another presence in the room until she hears a voice coming from the door. she hadn't acknowledge the stranger's thoughts -- at least she didn't think they were important -- because she had been too concentrated on singing and there were usually a lot of trailing thoughts from people walking around that penetrated the walls ) oh -- um... !!!! (/ she scrambles for the speakers without a second thought, a frown now upsetting the perfectly gleeful expression that had covered her face before ) sorry--! (/ her voice is extremely loud as the music shuts off suddenly ) i didn't realize i had a roommate (/ smoothing out the wrinkles in her shirt and looking down at the floor apologetically, she suddenly tunes into the other girl's thoughts ) hey -- (/ a smile begins to grow on eunji's lips ) you're just playing me, aren't you? ha! (/ stepping forward a bit and slapping a hard hand on the other's shoulder in a show of affection, eunji grins widely ) thought you could fool a telepath, huh? (/ she chuckles, removing her hand to tap a finger to her temple ) i like your spunk. you are my roommate, aren't you? i'm jung eunji. mutation, you can take a wild guess. (/ she holds out a hand in greeting ) how about you?

( yin/faze ) prologue

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— a collection of dear's ,

don't tell me our youth is running out, it's only just begun --

dear person i had a crush on who is my platonic friend and obviously nothing else,

jae-ah! you're doing well, right? not getting into too much trouble, hmm? it already feels like forever since i left the gang. ha, ha... i really miss it sometimes, yanno? the good ol' days. i hope you and everyone else can forgive me for skipping out on them. you always told me that bigger and better things awaited me out in the "real" world.

you see what happens when you get my hopes up? i actually take your advice! hahaha.

well... to be honest, i really miss hanging out with you... and everyone else, too, of course. i can't tell you where i've gone, but one day when i'm free, i'll call you and we can get some barbecue and hit up our usual noraebang spot. it'll be like nothing's changed.

(/ the tip of eunji's pen hovers over the paper, her hand shakes a bit and her eyebrows furrow together. her forehead hits the desktop, a bit too forcefully, and a depressed but subdued moan follows )

jae-ah. don't forget me, okay? or i'll punch you in the stomach again!

stay safe,

your eunji

dear mom and dad,

how are you both? is hanna doing okay in scho

(/ eunji scratches out what she wrote and crumbles up the paper with a distant expression on her face. she stares at the ball in her hand for a few moments before tossing it in the waste bin under the desk )

dear future me,

eunji-yah! how're you doing, pretty lady? you didn't gain weight, did you? aghh! forget about it. i already know the answer... i knew you would do this to me.

well... i hope you're still improving every day! are you a full-fledged xmen yet? that would be hella fantastic! i can't wait until that day.

i also hope you've gone to see oppa and jae-ah and everyone else. you can't totally neglect your friends, yanno? even if you -- i mean, we -- left them behind.

this whole "bigger and better" thing gets kinda lonely. but i hope you made some really close friends along the way.

anyway, i'm sure you have other things you should be doing.

keep on rockin',

past eunji

dear future boyfriend,

wooooow, i hope you actually exist. 'cause that would actually be super amazing. how did i manage to get a catch like you, huh? ha, ha.

i know i'm not exactly the girliest girl. and i dress like a hobo. (wait, do i still dress like a hobo in the future?) but it's not like i mean to! i'm just short on cash, ya feel? (of course, you do. hehe.)

but i hope future eunji is treating you well. and i hope you two go on loooots of dinner dates, because she would really enjoy that!

you should really stop reading this letter and go text her something cute like, "good morning, sunshine. wanna get breakfast?"

mm, breakfast-- okay, i should stop. go go go!

lots of love (are we at that stage in our relationship yet?),

eunji

p.s. on a scale of 1 to bi rain, how attractive are you?

dear santa,

omg hi.

uh, i swear i've been good this year. please don't put anymore coal under my pillow. :(

love,

jung eunji from busan

((*author's note: her oppa and friends always put coal under her pillow to mess with her after they found out she still believed in santa))

dear best friend,

oppa! i hope you're behaving... who am i kidding? of course you're not.

also i'm reminding you to check up on hanna once in a while! you're probably never home nowadays since i left. well, just be responsible, okay?

i can't be there to guide you anymore, big bro. kkkkk.

let's catch up soon. i miss you lots.

love forever and always,

your precious dongsaeng eunji

dear soojung,

soojungie~ my favorite cousin! kkkk

wait, shit. don't tell jessica i said that. i swear you'll be a mega asshole if you do!

well regardless, i can't believe we've finally reunited after so many years. and here, of all places. i guess the fucked up genes run in the family, huh? heh..

i can't wait until we're both xmen! it's gonna be the greatest shit ever. and we're gonna be able to take the most badass family photo. (sooyeon included.) oh my god, we should make a christmas card out of that. whenever that happens. HA. don't tell anyone, but i keep skipping my mutant history class. it's hellllla boring.

anyway, let's go get lunch this week! you pay though. 'cause i'm out of cash again...

SEE YA LOSER,

eunji