The sun peeked through the academy windows, casting golden lines across the wooden floor. Birds chirped, people stretched, and dorm halls filled with shouts of—
"WAKE UPPP YOU LAZY PIECES OF SUSHI!!"
Bo's voice boomed like thunder.
Inside the shared room, Jin blinked his eyes open.
Then he remembered.
The rooftop.
The red moon.
The kiss.
He sat up like he'd been electrocuted. "Oh no."
Across the room, Yooha was already awake, brushing her hair… very aggressively.
brush-brush-BRUSH—
Their eyes met.
"…Morning," Jin said, voice a little too high.
"…Hi," Yooha muttered, trying not to die from secondhand embarrassment.
Bo, meanwhile, was chewing on a bun and watching them from his bed like a reality TV host. "Sooo… who's gonna explain the rooftop makeout session?"
Jin: "THAT WASN'T A MAKEOUT—"
Yooha: "WE BUMPED INTO EACH OTHER—"
Bo raised an eyebrow. "With your lips?"
Meiqi popped her head in from the door. "Are you guys dating now? Or just mouth friends?"
"MEIQI!!" Jin and Yooha shouted in sync.
Xie Luang, passing by the hallway, casually added, "I'd prefer if you two didn't flirt during battle strategy meetings."
Jin buried his head under the pillow. "I'm moving to another universe."
Yooha, still flustered, whispered under her breath, "Why do I feel… giddy?"
Meanwhile, Han and He Wang entered the room and caught the chaos mid-way.
Han: "Did we miss the love confession?"
He Wang: "I brought popcorn just in case."
Amid the chaos, Jin grabbed his notebook.
> "Red moon. Accident. Definitely. But… I wouldn't erase it."
To be continue...