Seojun Edan/Rosie and Junnie

## Tsk (3/11/17 - ????)

"Bite me," Seojun hissed into his cellphone. "I could care less. I'm not scared of you, I'm scared of them, so shove off will you?" In a period of anger and impulse, he immediately tapped the "Hang Up" button on his phone and let out a shout of rage as he kicked the door to one of the bathroom stalls. After he was sure he was calm, he plastered a fake smile on his face, slipped his phone into his pocket, and walked out, immediately bumping into a girl he didn't recognize.

Annoyance flickered across his face for a second before he fought it back and kept his fake smile to turn to the other person and help her up. He held out his hand, sheepishly stating, "Sorry, I didn't see you there. You okay?" When in reality there were about a million curse words going through his head every second.

"Yeah, yeah, fine," he coughed, pulling her up. A random, sinister thought had hatched in his head and him being him, he acted upon it. "Have I seen you somewhere? I mean, those eyes look awfully familiar," Seojun hummed. "I think out of all people I should know... I mean, it's not like you would find the usual Edan brown eyes in a random person you've never met... unless?"

"Tsk." He grabbed Rosamund's wrist and dragged her throughout the crowd into another secret passage that connected to the Fire classroom. He then took to pushing her against a wall in the dim corridor. "I know all the Edans. Research pays off, doesn't it Rosamund?"

He shut his eyes closed, letting go of Rosamund as he took deep breaths to subside the pain. After that he took off after the girl, not bothering to keep his calm demeanor anymore. *That little...* He caught up to her quite quickly due to his long legs and his general ability to run fast. He grabbed her hand and yanked her back to get her to fall down. "I was going to play nice but if you're going to be like this," he growled. "I might as well not even try to hide my anger, should I?"

"Do you really think I'm as stupid as the others?" He laughed. "I feel insulted Rosie." He kicked her, dangerous flames roaring in his eyes. "I *do* my research. I'm probably twice as intelligent as Victoria, and besides, the Internet is quite vast and the Deep Web is very helpful."

"You act as if that was my intention," he responded simply, stepping back. "I have no interest in exposing you to anyone, I could honestly care less if they found out... But since no one knows you exist yet..."

"Lucy?" He smiled a little, the smile having less of a malicious tone, instead it was the tiniest bit geniue. "You're lucky she's the only other one that knows. She's probably the only main Edan who could care less about the mess we call the Princess of the Fire Kingdom."

"Aw, I feel hurt," he pouted. "Do I make you feel that uneasy?"

"I'd like to see you try Rosie," he retorted. He grabbed her hand and pulled her up again. "Let's go get some hot chocolate, okay?"

"Right now of course," he chuckled. "Come on, I'll pay."

He led her down the rest of the corridor keeping a tight grip around her wrist. He made sure no one was outside the exit of the passsgeway before walking out. He released her wrist, but had the nerve to threaten, "Run away, I dare you Rosie, and..." he slid his fingers across his throat, and then smiled at her. "Shall we go then?"

"I'm quite terrified now," he joked. "You're very scary, aren't you? So adorable, really Rosie. I can't take you seriously with that expression, stop it," he continued, chuckling.

He patted her head nonetheless. "You're so quiet. It's like talking to a moving brick."

"Correction, you are a moving brick. Unless you're mute, I suggest you start talking. I'm not as nice when I'm bored Rosie."

"I'm simply suggesting that it's not a good idea to keep quiet, *Rosie*." He simply offered her a lazy smile as he glanced at her with an expression of pure amusement. "What is your sibling like?"

He laughed, throwing his head back briefly. "Oh, you're hilarious."

"You could honestly be more pleasant Rosie. C'mon, lighten up. You can't make friends like that."

"You shouldn't go about thinking like that. I have the IQ of 198 and came here to get an education too—don't really need it, though—yet I wouldn't mind making friends. You're just afraid of being revealed, aren't you?"

He let out another laugh at Rosamund's angry response. "Well, I'm not the Academy, sweetheart. Also, there's this thing called hacking, and I know how to hack. Second, the Ancestral Records pick up everything about each and every student that has attended the Academy, and since they're digital now it's much easier to access them. Anymore questions?"

"You act as if you're the only one that feels that way about the Edan family, Rosie. We're like as dysfunctional as it gets. But I didn't ask to be born into this family, the universe probably just has an issue with me." He patted her head again and shot her a soft smile. "Don't worry, as long as you're here, I'll be your friend, okay? You're going to need it if you want to survive a whole school year with the rest of these crazy people."

Seojun happily continued walking, not bothering to continue the conversation for he was satisfied with Rosamund's response. Once he reached the gate, he waited for her to catch up before rounding the corner, a slight spring in his step.

"Hey, Rosie?" Seojun called, glancing over his shoulder at the blonde haired girl trailing behind him. "How was the 19th? Y'know, of December?"

"Never said anything about your birthday, though," he pointed out with a cocky smirk. "This is way too easy if you're going to fake every aspect of your identity, at least make it a challenge."

"After all this, you still take me as an idiot. What kind of moving brick are you? An extremely hopeful one? Because in that case I have bad news for you."

"Don't tell me that unless you want to me to refer to you as 'moving brick' or Edan. It's called reverse psychology, try it."

"You are really no fun, you know that right Rosie?"

"Well logically, it'd be difficult to get to know each other if you prefer trailing behind me like a lost puppy instead of actually talking to me. You know how hard it is to make conversation with you? You legitimately want to talk about nothing."

"Well there's something to talk about, but you being yourself you're probably not even going to give me a one-word answer. Do you really consider yourself that bland? I know you don't want to get involve with the dysfunctional mess that is our family, but are you seriously going to sacrifice the chance to explore your own interests and connect with other people just because of them?" he questioned, his tone suddenly deprived of its once humorous manner. "Look, I may not be the best person to talk to about this stuff, considering my life has been controlled by an out-of-control abusive drunk for the past eighteen years, but I know how it feels to be powerless, and I never want to have that feeling again. You can do both, you know?"

"Well, I could always search up your real history right now, but I can be a considerate person sometimes and I'll allow you your privacy. There can't really be any trust if I can't trust you enough to tell me the truth about your 'boring' past."

"What made you lose interest?" he asked. "I can tell you obviously don't like her anymore."

"I see that as reasonable. Honestly, it's your life and I haven't experienced the same circumstances so the best I can do is sympathize."

"Did you like boarding school?"

"Going to assume okay actually means okay. You don't look the dramatic type."

"Well then, you had a very exciting life, Rosie. I still feel as if I'm not getting the whole story but whatever."

"The cafe for hot chocolate, remember?"

Seojun continued to walk on, slipping his hands into his pockets and feeling around for his phone. He wanted to show Rosamund something and smiled mischievously as he thought about it. "We're almost there Rosie."

"Why do you keep fixing your sunglasses? Is this an excuse not to talk to me?"

"Let's pretend I believe that and keep walking, alright Rosie?"

"Hey Rosie," he began, "want to play twenty questions?"

Seojun bit his lip, thinking of a good question. "What game does RR stand for?"

Seojun pouted, turning to look at Rosamund. "Hey, it's not your turn to ask a question!" he exclaimed childishly. "Answer the question first."

He clapped his hands and patted her head, as if she was a toddler who just learned how to write their name. "Good job! *Now* you can ask your question."

A lie easily slipped off of Seojun's tongue, and he said it as casually as he would if he were telling the truth. "I've just played Russian Roulette a couple times and wanted to see if you knew about it too."

"Well, no. I didn't know until just know when you told me," he laughed teasingly. "But if you doubt me, I have played Russian Roulette. It was fun. It was me and a couple fire knights. Guess who won?"

"Yup," he chirped sadistically. "And the great part is, at the end, I didn't need to worry about security. Anyway, how was your Russian Roulette experience? Exciting?"

"Sounds very lively," he commented. "I think it would benefit us both if I stopped pretending I didn't know stuff. So, do you have any other hobbies besides poker?"

"Ah, that's too bad. You should play violin with me. You look like a violin type person."

He shrugged, slipping his hands into his pockets. "Just what I think. Would you be willing to learn violin? I could teach you."

"Great. You're going to need a violin, by the way. You should buy one. Because I can't teach you unless you have a violin. Oh, there's a music shop near the cafe, we'll go after we get our hot chocolate."

"Oh yeah, we almost walked past it," he said. He opened the door, gesturing for Rosamund to go in first, before entering himself. "This is my favorite cafe since coming here. Rarely anyone comes here, and it's great for privacy."

"It's great, right?" he quipped. "Go ahead and find a table. I'll order some hot chocolate for us, okay?"

Seojun headed up to the counter, greeting the worker there whom he was familiar with. He chatted animatedly with them for a few moments before pointing to the menu and then gesturing to Rosamund. When he was done, headed over to her and sat down.

"So, Rosie," Seojun began, eager to kill the silence between them. Resting his chin on his hands, he stared at this distant relative with a curious, almost innocent look. "We didn't finish our game of twenty questions."

"The only other Edans I've talked to are Nathaniel and Victoria—And both of them are too annoying to properly communicate with, so no," he snorted.

He tapped his chin, pretending to think. "Do you think there is a possibility that in the future we could become actual friends?"