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"Asai, did you know that this school has IT personnel?" He asked, but it was already too late, she had hung up as soon as she had finished what she had needed to say. Typical.

So why was Caleb walking over to the war room right now? It's not like felt obligated to. Far from it. If Asai was going to fuck herself over and become a paraplegic, why couldn't she have done a proper job and had her tongue paralyzed in the process? God, that woman had no consideration. And of course she had to come back to this school. Of course.

He stopped at her door for a moment, practicing a smile that didn't just look like he was aggressively clenching his jaw. Knocking politely, he waited one miss-i-ssi-ppi before opening the door for himself and entering the room, one order of his classic eye + tooth smile combo In Action.

"Hello, Ms. Asai. Your projector, was it?"

Looking perfectly complacent and casual (and not like he wanted to pick up the lady on wheels and throw her off the fourth story window), he reached up to look at the projector, quickly checking to see if any of the cables had been pulled out— and then realized that the projector wasn't even on. It took everything in Caleb not to rip the projector off the ceiling and— smile.. He turned it on, very calmly. Still smiling.

"All fixed." Laugh, Caleb. Caleb laughed. "Well— if that's all— good day... Ms. Asai."

Alex deftly parried and then countered, blocking with a swift clock-wise motion and stepping closer to try and push him off his center of balance... just like that.

"I hope that wasn't a reference to my height, Kang." Push him off of the offensive. Square shoulders, left foot in front of the right, elbow up. A continual subconscious checklist grew in her head as she watched and waited and feinted then watched and waited and feinted again. Repeat as needed.

How many feints could she make before he wore down? Until a few months back, when it came to a test of stamina, Jaehyun always won. But now— now Alex had more of a fighting chance then ever. So they went around the training room, feinting and blocking and feinting and blocking and— come on Jaehyun, take the bait, take it, when are you going to take it.

And then she caught it. A falter in his step which threw out the alignment of his hips and his torso ever-so-slightly. A small positioning issue was all it was, really, but that was more than enough for Alex to reach the Activation Energy required to pounce. Let's see how solid that six-pack truly is.

She punched.

K W A K [ 147662 ] M I N - J U N G
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ᴇʟʟɪᴇ ᴋɪᴍ // ʟᴏʟᴀ sᴜɴ ━━━━ eɪɢʜᴛᴇᴇɴ · sᴛᴇᴘʜᴇɴsᴏɴ · aʀᴄʜɪᴛᴇᴄᴛ

Kwak Min-jung (a.k.a Ellie Kim, a.k.a Lola Sun) is tired of being known as The Wild Child.

Okay, fine, whatever, it's her fault. Yes, Min-jung has a tendency to do all most things without thinking them through. She's bullheaded and impulsive and a little bit petty. But she's not a child. She can take the shit you have to say. Even the ones about her. Especially the ones about her. Not because she hates herself or she's a nosy bitch but because she's so fucking tired of tight-lipped smiles and indulging lies and fake people. Such things would probably be easier for her to accept if she could reciprocate them. But here's a secret for you: Kwak Min-jung is terrible at acting fake, or acting indulging, or just acting in general, really. She's too flighty, too blunt, too thoughtless to install some half-assed filter in her brain for the sake of catering to the crowd or pleasing her agent or, god forbid, continuing her acting career.

So yes, Min-jung is going to be the one who wears five-inch platforms on a training day and gets wasted in public and does stupid things because they seemed like Very Good Ideas in the moment. And yes, Min-jung is going to rub a lot of people the wrong way and have many scathing comments and posts and articles written about her sad, sad life as a disgraced child star. But no, Min-jung isn't leaving INSA. Not because she has to prove herself, but because━ well... she kinda does.

sᴏ ᴄᴏᴍᴇ ʙᴀᴄᴋ ᴡʜᴇɴ ɪ'ᴍ ɢᴏᴏᴅ ᴛᴏ ɢᴏ ━ ɪ ɢᴏᴛ ᴅʀɪɴᴋs ᴛᴏ ᴅʀɪɴᴋ ᴀɴᴅ ᴍᴇɴ ᴛᴏ ʜᴏʟᴅ

ʙᴀᴇ sᴜᴢʏ ━━━━━━━ fᴇᴍᴀʟᴇ ━━━ bɪsᴇxᴜᴀʟ

Here a list of facts about Kwak Minjung that aren't actually true.
1. Her name is Ellie Kim.
2. She got a nose job last summer.
3. She got fired because her agency found 300 dollars worth of vodka in her dressing room.
4. She only got hired in the first place because her uncle was an executive at said agency.
5. She only got into INSA because the admissions director was a Huge Fan of her show and she gave him a free autograph.

And here are a list of facts that are.
1. Her name is Kwak Minjung.
2. She has a belly button piercing.
3. She didn't bother to renew her contract when it expired because it was time to admit that she sucked at acting.
4. She only got hired in the first place because she had one of the Most Beautiful Faces the casting director had ever seen.
5. She only got into INSA because she wouldn't stop begging the admissions director to just give her a chance and take one second to look at her portfolio, pretty please? She'd even give him a free autograph? No autograph? Well... whatever works.

Unlike what the tabloids may suggest, Min-jung━ or Ellie or Lola or whatever the fuck you want to call her━ did not go to INSA because she was desperate for a Fresh Start. Not to get all sappy, but you see, when Min-jung was fourteen, she went to Barcelona to film the season 3 Christmas special of Lola-la. And you see, there was this chaste little kiss scene she had to film in the Sagrada Familia. And you see, she didn't think much of either the kissing or the Sagrada Familia until she saw the cathedral with her own eyes. Hence the start of the architecture portfolio which lead to her refusal to renew the contract which led to the fallout with her mother which led to Drinking and Designing and Erasing and more Designing. And then the begging. And then more begging. And then the petty spamming, and then some more begging and━ anyway, the point is she's here now. At INSA.

Sure, it sucks that people don't call her by her real name. Sure, it suck that even her teachers don't take her too seriously. But she'll show these bastards━ they're not going to be calling her Lola Sun the day she wins the Pritzker for designing the Sagrada Familia of space stations. No, when that day comes, they'll call her Kwak Min-jung, and they'll take care to pronounce it correctly while they're at it.

· ] ᴍᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ━━━ kɪᴍ ᴊɪ-ᴋʏᴜɴɢ ━━ aʟɪᴠᴇ
· ] ꜰᴀᴛʜᴇʀ ━━━ kᴡᴀᴋ ᴍᴏᴏɴ-ʜᴏ ━━ aʟɪᴠᴇ

The punch never made impact. How disappointing.

"Dammit," Alex muttered. It would've struck too— her fist would've struck milliseconds faster than his hands, she was sure of this— but then he just had to move. What a cheater.

"Hey, asshole—" That's as far as she got before she got a face full of jacket. Suddenly her blocking partner, who had been a locked target in a very clear line of vision, was gone in polyester navy blue. Oh. Oh. Her shirt. Right.

"Sorry. I didn't mean to—" she stopped. Why was she apologizing? Why did she suddenly feel so self-conscious? Bicep, Alex thought numbly to herself as she slid her arms through the much-too-large sleeves. She contemplated whether or not she should zip the jacket up— and then realized that as Jaehyun very unsubtly tried to look at everything that wasn't Alex, he had somehow left his entire back exposed.

He cheated first. Without thinking, she broke into a sprint, leaping up to give her commander a hearty thwack on the back of his head. "You owe me a shirt."

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ʜᴀᴊᴏᴏɴ ━━━━ tᴡᴇɴᴛʏ-sᴇᴠᴇɴ · cᴏʟʟɪɴs ʜᴇᴀᴅ ᴛᴇᴀᴄʜᴇʀ

Caleb Lee is a real genius. And he knows it.

He has always been The One━ the top student, the top pilot, the top child without having to try. Caleb Lee is quite a celebrity. And he knows it. You hear it in his carefree (careless) laugh, a laugh that knows that it always gets what it wants. Yet in spite of his otherworldly talent, or perhaps, because of it, Caleb will never be the hero. Sure, he can play the part. But Caleb does not discover life-sustaining planets and start philanthropic organizations and quit the Best Job in the Literal Fucking Universe out of some loving, tender-hearted compassion. No. Caleb is here because he's not fond of letting people down. What's a man without a name, you ask? Why, not a man at all.

It's not like Caleb doesn't care━ he does. But he doesn't care about you, he cares what you think about him. He's learned over the years that life is easier lived through the lenses of indifference. That's Caleb's job: to laugh easily and often. To look his students in the eye and tell them he believes in them. To over-fulfill and over-perform. But don't mistake his friendliness for kindness. He's just doing his job, that's all.

ᴡɪsʜɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜ ɢᴏᴅsᴘᴇᴇᴅ, ɢʟᴏʀʏ ━ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ ᴡɪʟʟ ʙᴇ ᴍᴏᴜɴᴛᴀɪɴs ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴍᴏᴠᴇ

ʟᴇᴇ ᴊɪɴᴋɪ ━━━━━━━ mᴀʟᴇ ━━━ hᴇᴛᴇʀᴏsᴇxᴜᴀʟ

Life isn't a contest, but if it were, Caleb would win. You see, some people were born to be extraordinary. Caleb is one of them.

Caleb, who has always only ever been ambitious because he can be, because it has never been a matter of I will try but simply I will. In the beginning, Caleb's success stemmed from his obedience. I want you to become the top student, his mother said, so he did. I want you to apply for INSA, his father said, so he did. It's hard to say when the line blurred━ the one that separated his morality with his filial piety. Even when his own personal ambitions developed, they were always conceived by a nebula of expectation.

When Caleb graduated from INSA six days after his sixteenth birthday, his father told him that he was the bearer of a legacy of glory and Caleb became drunk on pride. When Caleb sobered up, the burden of the words remained. Who knows if Caleb is truly doing the Right Thing. But at this point, it's too late to question if an entire lifetime of effort has been wasted on a corrupted cause or a bad cause or perhaps no cause at all. After all, Caleb's role has always been the enabler, not the initiator.

Which is why, after 10 years, after breaking all the records, after discovering some 397 life-sustaining planets, Caleb is back at school. Because one day his father gave him a call asking him if he could please come back now that his father was part of the board committee?

And without hesitation, Caleb replied: I will.

· ] ᴍᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ━━━ lᴇᴇ ᴇᴜɴ-ʏᴏᴜɴɢ ━━ aʟɪᴠᴇ
· ] ꜰᴀᴛʜᴇʀ ━━━ jᴏɴᴀᴛʜᴀɴ ʟᴇᴇ ━━ aʟɪᴠᴇ
· ] sɪsᴛᴇʀ ━━━ mᴇʟɪɴᴀ ʟᴇᴇ ━━ aʟɪᴠᴇ