Chapter One
MC's POV:
I sit in my room playing Mystic Messenger. As I wrap up a chatroom with Zen and Yoosung, the same thought pops up into my head.
"What if they were all real? Why can't they be real?" I sigh, and press the home button to exit Mystic Messenger. I go into my social media, and look through my Mystic Messenger posts. I look outside my window. One single glimmering star. "Is this a sign...?", I think to myself. I took it as a sign so I made a wish.
"I wish... I wish that Jihyun and Jumin were real... That they went to my school... and were just like in Mystic Messenger..."
I finish and lie down. As my I plop my head on my pillow i think to myself, "Haha, how ridiculous of me... they'll never become real..."
And with that, I fall gently asleep.
But I never thought in a million years that my wish would come true.
I wake up at 7:30 a.m and head straight to my phone to play Mystic Messenger. I hum the opening music as it opens. Who shall greet me this time?
"Good Morning", says Jumin.
A small, soft smile creeps upon my face. "At least someone cared enough to say good morning to me.. haha.", I think to myself.
I wrap up all of my missed chatrooms and get out of bed. It's already 7:57! I better get ready, and quick.
The usual morning routine. Wake up, play Mystic Messenger, go to the restroom to wash up, eat breakfast, get dressed, brush my teeth and the walk out the door. The same repetitive routine, but I'm glad that it doesn't change. I'm ready and out of the door by 8:48.
"Bye, Mom! Bye, Dad! See you both later, I love you!", I yell as I shut the door to my house and take my keys off of the counter. Everyday I walk to school, as it's only about a five minute walk from my house. As I walk I receive a message from my best friend May, who's actual name is Maya, but she always preferred to be called May.
get your lazy butt down here! the teacher says that he has something special for the class, so hurry tf up! also, i'm waiting for you at the gate.
Mhm. And a good morning to you too, May. I laugh a bit and text her back.
yea, yea, calm down. i'll be there in a couple minutes. you can never wait, can you?
And... send.
nope. ;)
That little goofball. She's my best friend, sure, so she got to play around with me like that. I take a left ad walk a little bit further, while turning my phone onto 'Do Not Disturb' mode, so that it won't disrupt me during class.
I see May at the front gate, and scream, "Hey! How's my favorite month doing?!"
"Not very well, considering that we're almost late you idiot!", she yells back with her hands cupped over her mouth.
I run as fast as I possibly can. It's a universal fact that if I hate something with all my heart; it's being late. As we both run together to our classroom and our teacher, Mr. Nakaji. May scolds, "Well, it took you long enough!"
I laugh and we make it just in time for class. I swing open the door and take my seat. Hm. It seems as Mr. Nakaji is late too... what was his 'surprise'?
My question is answered as soon as Mr. Nakaji walks into the door with two new students, both with messy ruffled hair, and one with bright teal hair, and the other with dark, brown-black locks.
Okay, WHAT?! These two boys look EXACTLY like Jumin and Jihyun.. How is that even possible?! No, no. It couldn't have been the wish.. could it? But, who cares? They're personalities are probably just like every single jerk at this school; no biggie.
"So, as you all know, I told all of my students that I had a big surprise for you all... and here it is! Class, meet Jun and Hyun. They both just transferred from Korea, but don't worry! They are both perfectly fluent in both English and Korean, so I know you all will get along just fine.", says Mr. Nakaji.
Even their names are relatively the same! But, Hyun, the one that looks like Jihyun, has Zen's real name...
Mr. Nakaji points to the two seats directly behind me. "Why don't you two sit right behind MC over there."
Oh, swell! This day is totally going to be the greatest day of my life. I quietly groan in agony, and rest my head in the palm of my hand. Today is going to be a long day.