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Land of Dreams

[ - The male yawned as he stretched and walked down the familiar path that led inside the forest. It was the perfect spot for him to do some training since it was isolated, quiet and empty. There was nothing but the calming sound of the trees as the wind blew past them and the occasional owl song - ] Okay! [ - and with that he began. Currently he was having troubles with the range of his sleeping spheres. So he picked the furthest tree and began the training. His right hand was able to hit the tree trunk, however, the left hand dispersed before making contact - ]

tsk--

[ - The fact that there was an unbalance in his ability ticked him off a bit. However he was determined on getting the hang of it. After some hours he managed to increase the range just a bit but was still not long enough to reach the desired mark - ] Ugh, what a drag.. [ - biting down on his bottom lip he created another sphere and threw it, the bright blue light illuminating the forest while making its way to the tree. By the looks of it, it seemed as if it was finally going to reach the mark. Minho looked at the sphere with overwhelming excitement building inside of him - ] It’s gonna make it! It’s going to make it! Iiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiit-- [ - Crash!! Something that looked like an animal ran into the sphere’s path - ] Dammit! What timing! [ - Before running towards the shadow that hit the floor he marked the spot where he was standing so he could resume training after. When he approached the shadow he realized it was a man - ] Oh.. Okay.. [ - The individual was sleeping soundly with no scratches or wounds, at least none which Minho could observe. Carefully Minho placed a hand on the other’s shoulder and woke him up - ]

Hey.. [ - he grinned -] Are you okay?? How are you feeling?

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One minute he was clinging to a stranger with nice shoes and the next he was stumbling backwards as the stranger charges forward to attack the source of Minho’s fear. He would have still been standing if it wasn't for one of the tree’s roots sprouting from the ground.

“Yeah.. I’m okay..”

He stands up quickly a bit embarrassed. “Sorry..” He said bashfully. “I am terrified of those things.. I don’t know what would become of me if you hadn't been here.” Minho laughed as he looked at the other. He extended one hand towards the other with a wide grin on his face. “They call me Phase, nice to meet you.” For a moment his eyes moved to the tree. Some of the bark had been scraped off from that powerful kick the other had executed.

“Impressive kick by the way~”

Minho loved martial arts and was pretty skilled himself, however at times like this all type of skills just tend to vanish-- “Oh man.. I really wanted to finish that milkshake.” He pouted as he looked at the spilled cup on the floor. The pout didn't disappear even after he picked it up and disposed of it at a near trashcan. “Such a shame..”

Suddenly, an idea came to him.

“Hey~ Would you like to get some ice cream? My treat! Since.. you saved me earlier and all.”

Ice Cream

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Ice Cream

Minho made it a habit to visit the ice cream parlor at least once per week. Sometimes he would go twice if he could. He was so much of a regular that the owner already recognized him. In the past month they have gotten pretty close, Minho sometimes would act as an ice cream tester while the owner experimented on new flavors.

“Hey~ What do you want today? The regular cheesecake milkshake or are you feeling experimental?”

“I’m in the mood for strawberry today. I’m feeling a bit... peachy?” He giggled.

The day was beautiful, warm and breezy. Upon leaving the ice cream parlor he smiled and walked inside the nearby park. He observed the trees and the leafs how they danced along with the breeze. It was such a beautiful scenery in his eyes. It made him that more grateful he was able to see and walk and smell and taste and etc. As his mind became extremely grateful he walked next to a tree and leaned against it, his lips never leaving the straw.

“MMMmmm..” he hummed in delight.

Giving the straw a break he observed a stranger pass by. He looked neat and his shoes were very nice. As he was about to shoot a complimentary comment he immediately senses danger. From the corner of his eye he observed very slick movement on the tree. In an instant, without even turning to face the arachnid, his brain had already registered it. Panic quickly took over and he sprinted away from the tree, throwing sleeping spheres to the harry, eight-legged araneae while humming in a pitchy tone. Soon after he felt like there were millions of spiders out to get him and felt them crawling all over his body. Carelessly he bumped into the stranger form earlier and without thinking hugged him tight.

Minho’s body was very stiff and he was shaking. The hug was tight but not suffocating tight. His eyes were shut tight and his breath heavy.

“Please please please stay like this for just a moment.”

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There was nothing amusing about today's day. It was rather ordinary, boring even. Homework was taken care of, cleaning of the room was taken care of, laundry, lunch and dinner were also taken care of. There was nothing else for Minho to do so he decided to lay on his bed.

Through his window the light of the moon shun down on him. Turning over so to rest on his belly he observed the beautiful sight of the moon. A smile formed on his face as he jumped from his bed and towards the window. The wind that hit his face felt fresh. It inflicted a desire to jump outside and chill in the school's rooftop or maybe go out for a jog.

He decided he should do both.

Changing into some comfortable white joggers and a black tank top he put on his sneakers and left to the outdoors. The environment felt great and he was immediately loving the breeze hitting his body. His heart was racing and his lungs felt as if they were opening, it was a great feeling. Upon turning at a corner his jog was cut short by a familiar voice. His gaze gaze immediately was shot towards the loud noise coming from the male laying down. A grin formed on his lips as he once again began to jog, this time towards the familiar figure. 

"Hey, what are you up to?"

It seemed like the other was having a little private party by himself. Looks like he wasn't the only one who wanted to enjoy the nice breeze that was blowing. With a charming smile on his face he sat down.

"Mind if I join?"

【f.w.b】

Myungsoo took another sip from his glass, and let out a satisfied sigh when he felt the warm sensation blooming in his chest. The alcohol he was drinking wasn’t the expensive kind, but it was good enough.

There wasn’t anything that he was feeling depressed over, as the large volume of liquid in his cup might have suggested. On the contrary, he was feeling pretty good tonight for no particular reason, and upon remembering that he had in his possession a bottle of soju, decided to pop it open. No harm in having a little bit of it; and as Myungsoo sat on the grass he dare say he was rather enjoying himself in the cool night air.

In the distance, turning around a corner and into sight was a figure that Myungsoo could recognise even in the dim lights from the school building. Perhaps even more affected by the liquor than he initially thought, he raised his arm up to give a big wave to the other student. Whether the student actually saw or not was another question that Myungsoo could not care to answer, but he cupped his hands around his mouth and yelled anyway. “Heyyyyyyy—”

[xm-minho]

Hi!!

Hello guys~ My name is Jean Paul but you guys may call me Jsol. I am a returning mun who joined way back when kpop xmen had only the institute and brotherhood and saw it evolve all the way into now lol I believe I quit like maybe a year or half a year ago.. not sure. But anyways it is great to be back! This was my very first roleplay and I missed it. It was time to (/cue 2ne1's track) come back hoooome (/dances around)

Anyways!

Come plot with me yeah? Here is my relationahip page if you guys want to check my plots out :)

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First Impressions

Being new is never easy. Usually there are three types of people: The awkwards that don't know where to go or what to do, the outgoing, social butterflies that make conversation with you about almost anything possible, and the cool kids that just mind their business. Minho lies somewhere in the middle of those three. He's sometimes shy and scared like the awkwards, sometimes very sociable like the butterflies and sometimes very nonchalant like the cool kids.

Today he was feeling a bit butterfly. It's his first day in the Institute after all and the place looked amazing. Right after he had arrived and dropped all his stuff in his room he immediately left to explore the huge building. After a couple of minutes of exploring, he was already well acquainted with the area.

"Wondeful~" He said while smiling.

After writing various point on his notebook he began towards his room once again. The leather bag in his back bouncing with him as he skipped his way down the corridor. When he approached the room ,without much thought, he swerved inside seeing as the door was open.

He totally wasn't expecting what came after that.

One minute he was skipping and entering his room, the next he was in the floor under a stranger. Instinctively he had switched positions while falling, not wanting the other to get hurt. Instead a light punch was given to Minho's head, courtesy of his room's floor.

"Ah~" he complained. Sitting up seemed a bit hard with the figure on top so he remained there. Carefully he placed a hand on the back of his head, the pressure relieving some of the temporary pain.

"Mian~ I was a bit careless.. Are you okay?" He asked a bit worried.