#currently very busy w classes and such so i haven't had much of an opportunity to progress very far

[limitverge]

rebirth!

[my-mystic-messenger]

Are requests open?? Could you do a HC or write a little scenario where MC is childhood friends with the RFA and they haven't seen each other in ages, so they don't recognize them at first when they show up in the chat? I'd love to see this written in your style! Thanks so much :D

Hello everybody and so sorry I’ve been awol again. However, I wasn’t completely useless as I established some MC’s so everyone has their own girl with their own personality as they do in the game. You can get to know the MC’s and check out my Masterlist 

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♬Zen♬

“You’resinging it wrong.” Despite the words having been spoken gently Hyuntensed with shock, instantly spinning around to see whom had spoken.Usually he’d been uninterrupted when staying behind after class topractice singing. He told his parents that he was staying late tostudy, which in itself wasn’t a lie, he just wasn’t studying forschool. Apparently the silence had lasted too long as the girl’sfriendly smile wavered a little and she cleared her throat. “I’msorry, I didn’t mean to startle you, but you had a little twist inwords”, she continued, chuckling nervously. It was such a sweetsound, Hyun noted. Her voice was very soft and pleasant and it madehim wonder what she sounded like while singing. “Why don’tyou sing it to me? I learn best by listening.” She blushed but gavea quick nod before clearing her throat and proceeding to sing. Tothis day Zen hadn’t heard a voice like that. Despite it being atraditional and complicated song the girl didn’t miss a single note,capturing him to the point he could merely stare in wonder. “W-whoare you”, he’d asked, cheeks reddened. “My name is Macy Cain”,the girl had replied, bowing to him politely. “And you’re Hyun.I’ve been listening in on you for a while now. I’ve never heard sucha pretty voice. I was really looking forward to hearing you performat the summer festival, but it turned out you’re not in the choir. Iwas wondering why? It’s such a waste for you not to be.”

UsuallyZen kept to himself but something about that sweet, little girlcaptivated him. That evening he told her about his parents and hisbrother, opening up his heart for the first time. Macy listened tohis every word, never once judging or even interrupting. By the timethe sun had started to set the two of them had talked for hours andHyun felt a lot lighter around the heart. They talked like that everyday, singing together in the empty classroom, a sacred moment sharedbetween only the two of them. For three years their friendshiplasted, until their ways parted when it was time to go to highschool. That entire time though Macy never missed an opportunity tosupport and encourage Hyun. “You have to promise me something, yes?Follow your dreams and never give up. Your talent belongs on a stageand one day…one day I want to see you up there with the big ones.”

♬

“Everyone,gather around. The live performance is starting”, Jaehee announced,getting all the members attention. Zen smiled down at you lovingly,offering a hand to help you up. You graciously accepted it, followinghim to the dance floor where everyone was gathering. You’d hired aband for the RFA party and they were about to open the dance floorwith their first performance. Zen had already wrapped his arm aroundyour middle, holding your hand in his when the woman began to sing.The two of you froze at the same time, both of you turning your gazeto the front. Zen’s eyes widened as he stared up at the stage, hissilent gasp slowly turning into a smile as memories started to floodback in. Ah yes, that song, he’d heard it before. Zen closed his eyesfor a brief moment, letting the music sweep him up. It was a sweetreminder of a much simpler time.

Thatis when it hit him. The faint sound of a familiar voice barelyaudible over the loud performer using the microphone at the front ofroom. It had changed, of course, matured over the years but it wasnevertheless that sweet, gentle voice that had lulled him into safetyall those years back. As he opened his eyes and turned to you thefloor seemed to have been ripped away from under his feet. You weresinging, lips moving as the melody fell from your mouth as easily asit did all those years ago. He couldn’t believe it. “Macy…”,Zen gasped, getting your attention. You stopped singing, turning yourhead to smile at him knowingly, just as gentle as you did in middleschool. “It’s nice to see you again, Hyun. I’m so happy that youkept the promise you made to me. You really belong on the stage.”Zen laughed then, tears of joy gathering in his eyes. Who would havethought his first love would turn out to be his last.

★Yoosung★

Yoosungwas shaking with excitement, eyes constantly shooting between theopen LOLOL server and the clock on his wall. It was two minutes tomidnight which meant two minutes until his online friendKillingInSpanish would come online. They’d met about four years agoduring a big raid. Amidst all the fighting Yoosung had spotted theusername AlmostEvil665 and burst out laughing for some reason. Overthe years they’d changed their username according to whichever memethey currently found amusing, but Yoosung still called them Evilwhenever they talked. Back then Yoosung’d been only twelve years oldand LOLOL was a relatively new game. Therefor he’d been more thaneager to find friends and form guilds and after watchingAlmostEvil665 slay an entire team he decided that they were a goodstart and attempting to chat them up.

Atfirst talking turned out to be a lot more complicated than expected.Neither of them was really fluent in English, but AlmostEvil665wasn’t from Korea so English was their only option, really. Luckilythe language wasn’t that hard to learn and it wasn’t like they werediscussing philosophy and foreign politics. However, languagebarriers weren’t their only problem. Yoosung didn’t know exactlywhere Evil was from, but their time difference wasn’t definitely ahuge issue. For a good month or so the two of them constantly seemedto miss one another in their log-in times. On top of that Evil wasonly allowed to use her computer for one hour a day, which made awise choice all the more important. Eventually they’d settled onmidnight to one in the morning and from that moment on Evil andYoosung chatted every single day for four years without miss.

Actually,it was mostly Yoosung chatting at Evil. They never really talked muchabout themselves. Yoosung still didn’t know their age, gender or evenlocation. While he talked to most people via Skype call, Evil wasnever able to join. Still, they always laughed about his jokes andnever let him down, so he considered them a friend. Finally the greencircle appeared beside their username, indicating that they wereonline. KillingInSpanish: Yo, have some gd newsSupremeYoosung:Rly? What?KillingInSpanish: M movn 2 koreaSupremeYoosung:srsly?!KillingInSpanish: yaSupremeYoosung: cool!maybe we can meet?KillingInSpanish: nah, man. be busy withuni n shit. + god knows where w rSupremeYoosung:tru. still sad :(KillingInSpanish:don’t be a baby.  at least you won’t have to wait till 12amSupremeYoosung:lololol I do dat anywayKillingInSpanish:srsly? IdiotSupremeYoosung::(KillingInSpanish:dnt have time for yo crybabying. cmon, raid is waiting.Yoosungwas a little disappointed that he wouldn’t get to meet his friend,but he still felt happy knowing that even thought he didn’t knowwhere they were exactly, the two of them would be closer togetherfrom that moment on.

★

Whenyou logged into the chat the topic was yet again Yoosung’s LOLOLaddiction. You sighed. Either you were being compared to his cousin –which, incest much?! – or you had to defend gamers all over theworld because Yoosung was giving them a bad name with his horrendousgaming habits. Goddamn it, you played LOLOL too, but you knew whereto draw the line. You sighed, reading through the messages from Zenand Jaehee, rolling your eyes when Seven joined in as well. Strangelyenough, he said some things you actually agreed with. “I can’tbelieve I’m saying this, but I think Seven is right”, you wrote,earning yourself a surprised emoji from Seven and a crying one fromYoosung. He’s really cute and somehow you’d fallen in love with him,but sometimes he acted like a huge child. “I only play a singlehour a day and I’m still ranked third on the Shooting Star server, soreally being good doesn’t take a lot of effort.

“Holdon, you’re SediLusiVic”, Seven wrote in reply, followed by aseemingly endless streak of lolol’s. “Yeah, problem?” You weresurprised that Yoosung had grown silent all of a sudden, but figuredhe was just busy with yet another raid or something.“Not at all,dude. It’s just that I’m Hacker God and Yoosung is SupremeYoosung. Wehave the three best players in the world in one chat. Kinda funnylololol.” In that moment you realized why Yoosung had grown sosilent all of a sudden. He was probably trying to digest the sameinformation as you were. You’d been friends with Yoosung for the pasteight years. You’d been the one he’d whined to, the one he made jokeswith, the one he’d waited until midnight to game with. You’d beenwondering why he made you feel so safe and comfortable from thestart! Then you laughed. “Hahahahahaha Yoosung once cried himselfto sleep cause I got an item and he didn’t!” Eight years ofembarrassing stories to share with his friends. Perfect!

♨Jaehee♨

WhenJaehee first picked up Judo it was mainly because she’d seen a moviewhere someone did it and fell in love with the strength…and thepretty uniform. Yes, such thoughts were immature, starting a sportfor the uniforms sake, but in Jaehee’s defense, she’d been only sixyears old at the time. It wasn’t easy at first, since Jaehee wasn’treally the sportive nor the particularly aggressive type. She sooncame to understand though, that Judo was much more about getting toknow and control your body as well as defense more so than offense.It was like a dam had been broken inside of her and a whole new levelof enjoyment was added to the sport. From that point on she gave ither best, improving rather quickly. Merely two years into hertraining she was already fighting with the older children, somethingshe was extremely proud of. It was also then that she met Myung-DaeChang for the very first time.Myung-Dae was different. Forone she tended to not come to practice as regularly as everyone else,something that Jaehee could not stand. On top of that she constantlyseemed distracted. Even when the teacher tried to show them a newmove she was often found staring into the air, mindlessly playingwith her long, wavy hair and smiling at everyone like some sort oflunatic. For years Jaehee tried to keep a distance from that girl, asMyung-Dae tended to freak her out. That was until the teacher pairedthe two of them up and Jaehee had no other choice but to fightagainst her. For all the times she’d assumed Myung-Dae to beirresponsible for not paying attention, thinking to herself thatshe’d easily be defeated in a one on one, Jaehee was proven wrong.

Myungdefeated her so easily it was almost crushing. It all seemed toeffortlessly, the way she moved and reacted. Jaehee didn’t even seethe movements coming and then she was on her back. After the trainingsession she went up to the girl, telling her that she’d done well andwhat her trick was. Myung had turned to her, smiling easily as if thewere friends already. “You take everything too serious, Jaehee.Relaxation is key. If your mind is on edge then so is your body andthat makes you more vulnerable than anything else.” Sadly, shenever got to test out Myungs way of living her life, as soon afterher parents died and Jaehee moved away leaving the dojo and everyoneincluding Myung behind.

♨

Whenyou see Jaehee at the party for the first time you cannot believeyour eyes. During the chat she’d already seemed familiar –everything from the way she talked and acted to the looks – but youcouldn’t have been sure. Not when the pictures were so tiny and hername wasn’t particularly rare. However as she stepped onto that stagethere was no second guessing on your part. This was the young girlthat even back than had been so entirely lost in being perfect andpleasing everyone that she’d gradually killed herself. It hurt toknow that from her teenage years up to that point she’d been stuck inthat very same routine. You’d tried to help her as good as you couldand you were happy that she’d quit that job that made her so unhappyand took years of her life, but at the same time you were worriedabout her future. That was until she pulled you aside and gave you akey that felt more like a key to her heart than it did to a simplecafé. How could you say no?

“Iam so glad that you finally understand what I told you all theseyears ago”, you said, smiling down at the key in your hand. Whenyou looked up Jaehee was frowning at you in confusion until you gaveher that very particular smile and realization dawned on her. “Myung?Your hair and your glasses! You look so different!” You laughed,amused and wholeheartedly. “I could say the same thing about you,funnily enough. But let’s not dwell on such things. Just be happythat it is me you asked to join your team because let me tell youthat I studied art and if there is one thing I can do better thananyone in the world than it is coffee art and decorating a cake.”This time it was Jaehee’s turn to smile, beam actually, and it meltedyour heart. “I can’t wait to see.”

♛Jumin♛

“Asyou know, beneficial relationships are the core of every business ”,Chairman Han said, kneeling in front of his young son so the two ofthem were on eye level. Jumin was uninterested, sitting in his chairas straight as a stick, hoping that his father would finish hisspeech quickly so he could return to reading the book he’d startedthat morning. “You met someone new”, he assumed aloud, neithershocked nor particularly moved.“Something like that. There is abusiness partner of mine coming to town. He’s looking to expand hisbusiness to Korea and maybe settle down here. He’s bringing his wifeand daughter. The girl is your age. I was thinking about invitingthem over to dinner. Maybe you could get to know her a little bit,make a new friend.”

Jumin’sinterest was peaked then. Not because he cared for girls, but becausehe could tell his father did. This was trouble and he knew it. Still,Jumin could hardly deny his father so he’d merely nodded and mentallyprepared himself for the worst. By the time the family arrived he wasin his finest tux, the food being prepared by the best of chef’s withthe house having been cleaned to the point of sterility. Jumin hadexpected a lot of things, but he hadn’t expected her. MadeleineCampbell was well-mannered, quiet and seemingly rather patient.Despite having been forced into the same room, their parents notminding them whatsoever, neither of them really talked. ActuallyJumin mostly ignored her. That was until she sat down beside him, oneof his books in her hand, and began reading herself.

Heforced himself not to look but after some time he couldn’t helphimself, glancing over to see that the book was in English. “Areyou from England”, he’d asked in slightly broken English. Madeleinehad looked up, smiling at him with a nod. “Yes, I am”, she’dreplied, voice melodic with the authentic accent Jumin only everheard in movies. It was amazing. “Will you read the book to me? Ilike the way your voice sounds.” She’d nodded eagerly, beaming atthe boy before beginning to read. It was hours later that theirparents came to check up on the, finding both of them asleep,Madeleine leaning against the headboard with Jumin’s head in theirlap. From that moment on, the two of them were inseparable. So muchso, that their parents arranged a future engagement. Sadly, it nevercame to that as the two families lost touch when Mr. Han met a womanthat did not approve of such ties and ordered them cut. Jumin neverheard of his friend again.

♛

“Myfather will love you, I am sure”, Jumin assured his fiancée, awarm smile curling about his lips. You’d been nervous about meetinghim the entire day now. Actually, you’d been nervous about meetinghim for a week. Jumin had asked you to marry him without asking hisfathers permission first and while he’d assured you that even withoutit his feelings for you wouldn’t change, you couldn’t help but worry.After all, their relationship had already been strained thanks to allthe drama with the Choi sisters. Having him turn up with a suddenfiancée couldn’t possibly be helpful. Still, Jumin insisted and youweren’t capable of denying him anything, really. Especially since hewas more than willing to gave you the world and some more. As youwere lead to your table you saw a familiar face sitting at one ofthem by himself, coming to a sudden halt. “Mr. Chairman,how are you? I haven’t seen you in over a decade”, you said,getting the mans attention. The man instantly got up, shaking yourhand and beaming at you. “Maddy, dear, what a beautiful young womanyou’ve turned into. Don’t tell me it’s you my son told me about”,he said, laughing lightly. That is when your face fell, turning tolook at Jumin who was looking at you with a small, knowing smirk inreturn. “Hanny?!” Back then Jumin had introduced himself as HanJumin, leading you to believe his name was Han, resulting in thenickname Hanny. Your childhood friend, the one your parents hadwanted you to marry to begin with, was now your fiancé Jumin. Well,life sure was ironic. “Hah, I knew the two were a match made byheaven. Call your father. He officially owes me a 10.000.000 Won.”Needless to say that you had Mr.Han’s full and wholehearted blessing.Jumin had never been that delighted over a silly bet in his life.

☼Saeyoung/Seven☼

“Ialways see you after mass, praying by yourself when everyone is longgone. You seem…sad?” The voice, however quiet, surprised him,causing Saeyoung to turn around and look for the source only to finda girl about his age. “I can’t really do much but when I feel sad Igo in there”, she continued, pointing to the confessional. “Youcan tell an adult your worries and he’ll make it better, take awayyour sins.” Saeyoung frowned, looking over at the thing she’dpointed it. To him it was just like the closet his mother tended tolock him into sometimes when she got mad. There was nothing in theworld that would get him to go in there. He shrugged it off, shakinghis head. “I don’t believe in these kind of things. I thought thatpraying to God might help, but so far it hasn’t. It’s illogicalanyway, to believe in God.”

Thegirl blinked then, turning her head to the side and musteringcuriously. “Well, that might be true”, she replied, obviously inthought. “but praying to God is not like a magical cure to yourproblems. That isn’t how it works. God won’t solve your issues foryou. What he can do is give you strength though, to solve themyourself. If that’s not enough, you can ask me for help. I’mdefinitely real so…”, she said, shrugging. She seemed so sincereand Saeyoung seriously wondered what she got out of it. He wanted totell her off, send her away, when suddenly his stomach began togrowl. A little ashamed off it Saeyoung frowned, looking away quicklyas to hide his blush. There was a tap on his shoulder then before asandwich was being held out to him. She put it into his hand andclosed his fingers around it so it wouldn’t fall, smiling sincerely.

“Miyagi,come on. We have to go home, sweetheart.” It was her mother,Saeyoung assumed. Miyagi, so that was her name. “Well, I have to gonow, but I’ll be back here tomorrow. I’ll bring you something betterto eat then. Bye bye.” She ran off and Saeyoung was half convincedhe would never see her again, the thought leaving him strangely sad.He was proven wrong. Day after day she came to him after mass,bringing him increasingly more complicated and delicious food. Henever thanked her properly and when he left to work for the agencywithout a word of goodbye he hated himself a little for it.Especially when heard that mere days later her parents died.

☼

WhenSeven wrote down his real name in the chat your eyes widened.Saeyoung Choi. You’d heard that name before. Now many people wouldargue how over twenty percent of the Korean population shared thesame surname and that Saeyoung wasn’t rare either, but you knewbetter. The name Luciel should have tipped you off already, but nowyou were a hundred percent sure. You dropped your phone and jumpedoff the bed, running out to the main room where Seven was stillsitting in front of the PC, frowning down at the phone after you’d soquickly fled the chat. “Saeyoung Choi? Saeyoung Choi?! I cannotbelieve that you are Saeyoung Choi. We went to church together untilone day you just disappeared. I thought you were dead!” That iswhen Seven put two and two together as well, staring at you with wideeyes. “You? You’re the little girl that brought me food every day.You changed your name!”

Youfroze, tilting your head to the side in confusion. “No, I did not.Mi-Hi Cha.” He shook his head. “No, I remember your mothercalling you Miyagi.” You blinked before bursting into laughter.“Idiot! She called me Mi Agi. It was the pet name she gave me.Miyagi isn’t even Korean.” You couldn’t stop laughing about howsilly of a situation it was to meet your childhood friend that wayand apparently Seven agreed as he joined in. “Damn it. All theseyears I thought you were some nice Japanese girl.” For a while thetwo of you laughed until it eventually died down, the atmosphereturning serious. With tears in your eyes the two of you closed thedistance, pulling each other into tight hugs. Neither of you had everforgotten the other, instead spending a life long worrying only toreunite in such a manner. “I never got to say thank you or returnthe kindness you ave me”, Seven whispered. “So from now you,please accept my body and soul. Agi…”

*Agiis a Korean pet name us as baby (actually meaning toddler and infant)