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Seung-min thought of the answer long and hard. It was close! One certain keyword would change the whole conversation. And in his determined analysis, he looked at Atlas with an amused look on his face. Subtle, but very nice to look at. With a light blush on his face, he answered the question with a little to no confidence, [color= #B3CEE5]“Is it not Nat Geo? Is it Scholastic? Oh wait, that’s stupid! Why would your parents name you by a book? That’s like me calling my child Dictionary. Was I slightly close on the Greek one, cause I don’t know anything about that, sorry.”[/color] Scratching his head, he confessed to him, [color= #B3CEE5]“I mean, I like history, but I’m not like… a nut about it. Like cool; I like Hercules. The Disney one, of course, since I have no business reading the real deal and I had heard only scraps of that story.”[/color]
Speaking of his lack of awareness of the institution, Seung-min seems glad to have met a fine man who could guide him through the school and the wondrous locations that could be explored, given the time. With Atlas’ warm welcome, he had nothing but a sense of relief and happiness in having a few sets of friends on whom he could rely in the navigation of the new environment he is currently in. His sense of joy did seem to interrupt when Atlas would soon act like a chivalrous knight as he bowed down to Seung-min with such elegance. His face tinted a cherry complexion with his thoughts ringing: “Ahh, Jalsaenggyeotda!” Giving out a small sigh and chuckle, he replied back, [color= #B3CEE5]“Oh, uh, yeah! Pleasure is mine. I mean, yeah, I’m sure I’ll have a great school year in this lovely establishment.”[/color]
For a moment, it seems as though he would want to go with Atlas and go to the cafeteria. To him, a nice bite with him and the handsome guy? Such a dream! As much as he wanted to, however, he didn’t have the stomach to continue on with this opportunity as he had a hearty breakfast. A simple one, but quite hearty for the day ahead of him. With a scratch on Seung-min’s head, he declined, [color= #B3CEE5]“I mean, too late, cause I did say I had issues navigating.”[/color] With a quick realization in his tone, he hurriedly changed the pace of his tone and reassured Atlas of his sudden attitude,[color= #B3CEE5]“B-but no worries for you anymore! I saved you the trouble by asking some students here, so I ate quite well. I just wonder if they have other options in the cafeteria. Do they have, like, specials? Like Taco Tuesday or something? I don’t know; I just asked something basic and went with the flow. But if you’re wondering, yes, I am full, and I did have a nice breakfast, and it was delicious, and I could stop blabbing just because.”[/color]
He was sure he made it obvious with the musicians, though he did wonder if he knew any of the artists that he had spoken about. Actually, he even wondered if this place is somehow updated with pop culture or are they stuck in a rock with their latest news being that a new girl group named ‘Destiny’s Child’ has made its debut with a bomb music video. Weird since they do have social media, but Seung-min’s mind wonders about different things. After the confirmation, Seung-min imitated a melodic [color= #B3CEE5]“Ding ding ding!”[/color] With other questions ringing in his mind, he wanted to know Atlas’ group, [color= #B3CEE5]“How about you, Atlas? Where do you go? Or assigned to a faction? What do they call this Enigma Stag—a house? Like I’m in house Enigma Stag? Sorry, I just… I don’t have the words to say anything, really. I mean, I had this weird dream, and now I’m feeling like I ate glue.”[/color]
With some of the tensions lying down, it seems as though the air felt lighter, with the topic of music being the focal point of their conversation. There was an excitement to Atlas’ enthusiasm in wanting to learn about this side of music. With Seung-min, he had adored all types, with his recent interest in alternative music giving him a jump in the introduction. With his eyes wide open and holding out both Atlas’ hands, he exclaimed, [color= #B3CEE5]“Oh yes! I could even teach you how to rock a keyboard! Do you know how to play instruments? I mean, they’re basically the same, just with little pedals or maybe no pedals, depending on the version. I could even start with a history lesson. Maybe we could start with the start of its conception, around the 1940s? We could even go farther than that, maybe going to touch upon the history of blues and jazz. Oh, we could even go to folk music, but that would be so ancient, and I’m sure you endured too much of the history of music.”[/color]
Atlas’ confusion gave him a certain shock and dazed reaction, as he was so sure of the classes that he had been given. With a puzzled face, he looked back on his paper, [color= #B3CEE5]“I-I mean, it says here on the pamphlet… Oh wait.”[/color] Looking at the pamphlet, it seems as though he had the wrong schedule in place, probably from advanced reading to what he would be expecting in his classes. Either way, he had to save his own skin, giving out a laugh at Atlas to cover up his silly mistake: [color= #B3CEE5]“I can’t read this. My God, a school as elegant as this hasn’t hired a graphic designer that fits with the times. I guess old money and all their technological jazz, haha!”[/color]
His friend’s amused reaction did lighten up his spirits, with Seung-min wanting to make him laugh just for the fun of it. He was sure the descriptions and his perplexed nature amplified this amusement, and he was bound to make this day very special. Letting out a cheerful smile, he replied back to Atlas’ explanation of Theatrical Alchemy, [color= #B3CEE5]“So it’s like Elsa in ‘Let It Go’? Something like that? I don’t know; I guess Real Life Hogwarts is kinda more like your typical college when doing all those sorts of courses and classes. I mean, one of my classes is Art Appreciation. How wild is that? Like, just admiring an art and saying, ‘Yes, it’s ok’. Nope. It’s not, and I did a lot of things I thought I wouldn’t do in an art school.”[/color]
The first class’s name still perplexed him, as each of the names in his classes was becoming more wondrous than the last. In his case, he had nothing to do but laugh at the subjects. Especially with his actual class, he had to share the humorous anecdote he had connected: [color= #B3CEE5]“D-do you know a show called Winx? I don’t know, man, that Enchantic word is so, like, Enchantix! I’m yapping, but I could show you that show; it will change your life, I assure you.”[/color]
After all that and time to spare, his enthusiastic self jumped at the opportunity as he shouted out, [color= #B3CEE5]“Let’s go then! To the caf!”[/color] Grabbing the shoulders of Atlas, he came close with his usual pep and excuse to go to the cafeteria despite his previous statement in his meal, [color= #B3CEE5]“Now I know I just said I ate, but we could do coffee. Unless, of course, you haven’t had your breakfast, and that’d be fine too. I usually like company when eating, especially since I’m kinda used to a whole dinner table with a family to eat together. But hey, less sappy emotions and more walking.”[/color]
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@idiot.exe - Atlas