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Jinsoo was also at the shopping district that day for a common purpose with Abner; to stock up on supplies for his dorm room. Mostly packaged food (since he never bothered to cook and neither did his roommate it seemed), drinks, and everyday home essentials. He rarely spoke with his roommate, but they had at least established fixed schedules for errands like this. And he stuck to his turns, always completing them without fail. It never took him very long; he didn't require many things, and a few bags worth of appliances and food was usually more than enough to last them for another week or two. They always brought home the same items each and every turn, so he knew where everything was placed as well, making the trip even shorter. He was roaming around the shopping district at a purposeful pace now, knowing his stops and way around around.

Em wasn't quite sure what "potential" Carson was seeing, considering Em had shown him nothing of stamina or the sort, but he figured he had other telltale signs to look for and judge by. As he listened to Carson, it sounded like he was throwing in discreet compliments here and there, so Em was smiling rather shyly by the time he'd finished. "Oh, uh, thanks. I guess.. I could try out," he answered hopefully.

"You have way too much optimism," Jinsoo mused, though he did not appear entirely unconvinced. "People that change the world are people with goals that they're willing to work towards to make themselves known. I don't have goals," he pointed out realistically, living up to the title Carly had kindly bestowed upon him. "But I'll look for something," he added quietly, in an attempt to assure her that he was capable of finding something he'd enjoy doing. He wasn't particularly motivated to do so, but he had promised Carly, so he would make an effort to do it now.

Jinsoo gazed at her briefly when she mentioned a few future suggestions, looking back ahead as he contemplated. "I'm not sure I'm cut out for doctoring," he said honestly. "Helping and dealing with people is more your thing, not mine. I'd probably mess up all the time." As Carly continued on to talk about different worlds, Jinsoo listened carefully, clearly intrigued and curiously trying to see her view on things. He'd never thought that far ahead about the world. He'd just figured what he saw was all there was to it. Listening to Carly talk about it opened a new perspective for him.
He, shockingly, laughed a little. Quiet, but a chuckle indeed. "You've got a big imagination, don't you? Even if there is such a world, I'd stand out too much for being different from the rest of them. People typically fear the unknown. It's probably better to stick to our world. Besides, you wouldn't be there. I wouldn't have anyone to bore to sleep." He declared frankly.

Em nodded in response to his first question, his eyes darting towards the track field when Carson gestured at it. His eyes widened a bit, as if he were a little stunned at the suggestion. He honestly hadn't been expecting to receive an offer for any club, let alone one as physical as track. He stared at the track field warily, not making it hard to see he was slightly intimidated by it, but also seemed to be considering the offer heavily.
"You really think so?" He asked, smiling somewhat nervously.

"Oh, good night then. I'll stop talking when you sleep," Jinsoo replied. When she mentioned her plans for the future, he nodded once, as if approving her ideas. "You'd do well in that field. People trust you easily. And you care for people. Plus you study hard, so getting the basics down shouldn't be a problem for you," he encouraged her. He hadn't commented on her falling in love but he knew she could do it. Carly was worth loving, he was positive anyone could easily see that. She could find someone to love her, he was sure of it. He only hoped they would be the right person. He'd never thought about love himself, for he knew he wasn't exactly a friendly person and figured most people would avoid him. He'd always just assumed he'd just live with it. It wasn't hard getting used to being lonely. But the thought had crossed his mind in regards to Carly. He did want her to be happy, even after graduation.
When she turned the question to him, he went quiet for a bit, thinking hard. Despite all the time he took thinking, his answer in the end was ultimately fairly simple.
"...no."

"That explains a lot," Em commented in a friendly manner with a smile when he mentioned he was the track team coach, mostly referring to how it made sense why he was at a nearly deserted track field now. He looked at Carson curiously when he asked about his club activities, slowly shaking his head. "No, I'm not part of any clubs..," he admitted, a little embarrassed as he looked away, rubbing the back of his neck with his palm. Most students had some sort of club they were involved it, so he was a bit ashamed to confess he wasn't in any, despite his fondness for being lazy. It wasn't that he didn't care for them, he simply hadn't believed he'd do well in any of them. None of them stood out to him as an area he was particularly talented in.

Jinsoo seemed to be considering her words. He'd never given much thought as to what he wished to do once he graduated; he'd mostly been focusing on biding his time at the school, since it was more home to him than back at his house. But Carly's optimism had him thinking about it.
"... do you know what you want to do after you leave?" He asked her curiously.

He glanced over at her with raised eyebrows when she agreed with his words and suddenly closed her eyes. "... you're going to sleep right here?"

Jinsoo was aware that Carly actually put a lot of thought into what he said to her, hence why she was one of the few he tried to control his speech around, not wanting to blurt out something he'd regret if she chose to follow suit. He hadn't been expecting her to just listen now, admittedly, considering it was her routine, but if it meant her getting some sleep he had no problem with it. He too tended to consider her words and advice, usually prioritizing them above his own.

Em looked upwards when Carson motioned that way, and seeing the vivid blue, agreed with Carson there. It was a very pleasant day, he too, thought. It actually managed to stir a slight feeling of being alive to Em with how ideal it was, almost tempting him to desire actually doing something. Though he still preferred the rest.
He glanced back at Carson when he pointed towards the bench, sitting up and shifting over to one side to leave the other side empty for him. He noted his outfit with curiosity. "... I assume you're involved in the sports program..?" He inquired.

"It's defiantly that dull," Jinsoo argued with absolute certainty. "You sit in one place for an hour listening to someone ramble. Where's the fun in that?" Not that Jinsoo's usual activities were much "funner", but anything beat class in his books. Though he understood Carly's points. He didn't have to study a whole lot to maintain his grades, he found, though he did make sure to at least review every once in a while.

"That explains these, then," he murmured quietly, reaching out to poke the bags under Carly's eyes. "You should sleep." He said bluntly, but with good intention. He really did believe it'd be better for her, and he cared more about what was best for Carly.

Em heard movement and footsteps nearby. He didn't bother opening his eyes at first, assuming it was just a passerby, but when it became increasingly clear he was being spoken to, he finally opened them to see a handsome face staring down at him, nearly scaring him, though luckily he only jumped slightly. He offered him a friendly smile after relaxing again. "Right on the dot," he confirmed. "You seem energetic though," he added observantly.

Jinsoo made a face somewhere between humorous and horrified. "What kind of person enjoys classes? I knew your interests were dull but not that dull." He exhaled a sympathetic sigh. "Must be tough."

Jinsoo had been attending Addermire ever since he entered his teens and was now in his final year. However, despite how long he'd been at the school, he'd never made a lasting friendship before Carly. He'd tried blending into some groups his first few years, thinking it would be nice to have friends, but had never managed to stay in any that he joined. He would either bore of them quickly, or his "friends" would tire of his attitude. He didn't blame them. He'd probably be irritated with himself too if he was them. Carly could stand him, though. He wasn't sure why or how, but he knew he was grateful for it. She was the only one who's friendship he was willing to work hard and put in effort to maintain.

Emerson had been lucky to find an empty bench near the track field to lay himself down on till his dorm room cleared up. It was the perfect spot; the field was deserted, and Em had not spotted a single soul when he had been skimming past it earlier, which meant there would be no one to disturb him here. Moreover, the weather was mellow, and the bench he'd found was close enough to trees and shrubbery to provide the ideal shade. He was quite relaxed spread out on it, to say the least, at the moment had his eyes closed.

Normally, Em would prefer to laze around in his own bed back at the dorms, however, he also shared the room with a notorious party planner, and sleeping in such a noisy and messy environment was nearly impossible. He would have to exhaust himself helping with the clean up later on (not that he had to, but he couldn't leave his roommate to clean it all by themselves), so he figured he would rest now.

Jinsoo glanced over at her and raised an eyebrow. "You've dozed off during class?" He questioned curiously. When she asked about his dorm life he turned back to stare back up at the ceiling, or rather the sky overhead. "I don't talk to him. We just share the room, that's all." He admitted honestly. Since meeting Carly he'd mostly been focusing on his friendship with her and ignoring others. He didn't think he needed anyone else. With his roommate he would talk when spoken to or absouletly necessary, but otherwise they rarely saw each other, considering Jinsoo was rarely at the dorm before night.

    Em's death was not a peaceful one; he'd been worrying about whether or not     Molly had made it out safely all of his final moments. So perhaps it was to be             expected that he came back to life again, as a strigoi. Em had never learned             anything about supernatural beings growing up, so to say he was frightened and             shocked to find himself alive was an understatement. Though he could not             understand his situation, it didn't matter as much to him as seeing how Molly             was doing without him. He returned home and searched the entire house,             including the soil of their backyard, but never found a corpse so assumed she             lived. He set out in search for her, and on one particular night of searching, ran             across another stirgoi, who pointed him out to Addermire. Em was grateful for a             place to be and took the chance, even being able to locate Molly thanks to the             institute's help. He hasn't spoken to her (despite having gone to see her) and             doesn't plan on ever speaking to her either. He figured she'd be freaked to see             him back. So he takes care of her on the sidelines, from Addermire. Though, it             seems he no longer needs to, seeing as she seems quite fine on her own.

             

      
                             5 ● Saffron ● Emerson "Em" Harris ● 6th Year ● 17

            Moon: Strigoi                    FC: Troye Sivan                   Track Team Member

                Personality 

            Emerson is a quiet, shy, considerate and generally sweet individual. He lacks             much of a presence and therefore doesn't normally bother anyone. He hates the             idea of being the cause of someone's pain so he tends to always sugarcoat his             words, regardless of his true feelings on a matter. He also inclines towards             following the crowd rather than practicing his own freedom of choice, and             though he does retain his personal principles or morals, mentally, he isn't quite             strong enough to stick to them if something threatening came up. Emerson             naturally gravitates towards avoiding his problems rather than facing them,             hence why he can always be found napping somewhere without a care in the             world, and far from the judging eyes of others. He uses the sleep as a coping             method to ignore his insecurities and anxiety, and luckily, it has worked out for             him so far.
            Although Emerson is distant from others, in truth, he enjoys being in the             company of others. He often yearns to join school events, groups, or make             friends to hang out with in his free time, but usually ends up shying away from             the ideas due to his own worries regarding them. Due to this, however, he can             also grow attached to people who show him even the slightest kindness, for he             tends to get his hopes up rather fast. Em doesn't really stand out in anything;             his grades are average, his powers aren't anything special, he isn't a great track             member, and he doesn't talk to very many people. So when receiving any sort of             positive attention, he's known to let it get to his head, and if his hopes aren't             met, usually falls into a slump for a while. Despite all his flaws, Em is optimistic             and seeks out opportunities, and though he may not always fair well in his             attempts, he does truly try his best and work hard.

               History   

            Emerson was born into a dysfunctional family unit made up of a hopeless father             and silent mother. His mother raised him through his early years, but affection             was not part of her ways. She would feed him and his father and then lock             herself up in her bedroom for the remainder of the day. Em never found out             what it was that broke her so much.
            Since Emerson's mother frankly ignored her husband, Emerson often found             himself being the object of complaint. His father blamed him for her aloofness,             always reminding him how he and his mother were close before Em came into             the equation. Needless to say, Em didn't have a very happy starting childhood.
            However, as Em grew up and started entering his teens, his mother and father's             relationship suddenly began improving. They spent more time together and were             no longer closed off. They grew so close, in fact, that when Em turned 9, his             mother birthed a baby girl, whom she named Molly.
            Em loved Molly and became very fond of her early on in their relationship.             Where his mother lacked in affection for Molly, he filled in. Even when his             parents began arguing again, and their dynamic breaking down, Em             continued growing close with her, and defended her from his father's verbal             attacks.

            Eventually, communication between Em's mother and father completely             stopped. Their fights had gotten much worse, to the point where one night when             Em's father was asleep, she packed up her things and left the house. While it was             true Em's mother and father's relationship was far from healthy, it had been the             sole reason keeping Emerson's father together. When she was gone, he felt             entirely alone, for he had never cared for the kids. His fits became worse, his             attacks began turning physical, and his hatred for his children increased with             each passing moment. Ultimately, he came to the conclusion that his life would             be much less miserable without his children, for then at least he would only             need to worry about providing for himself, and not others. He plotted to remove             them entirely from his life and somewhere along the line, Em caught wind of his             plans. Fearing for his sister's life, he tried to convince her to run away. It was             not easy; Molly was hard set on staying home and believed her father deep down             loved them. However, at last, Em managed to convince her. He didn't plan their             sneaking out well at all though, for their father caught them before they were             out the door, the same day he planned on removing them anyways. Em never             made it out, but thankfully, Molly did. Even she could see what her father's             feelings on his children were when he showed no remorse ending his own son's             life.

    Em's death was not a peaceful one; he'd been worrying about whether or not     Molly had made it out safely all of his final moments. So perhaps it was to be             expected that he came back to life again, as a strigoi. Em had never learned             anything about supernatural beings growing up, so to say he was frightened and             shocked to find himself alive was an understatement. Though he could not             understand his situation, it didn't matter as much to him as seeing how Molly             was doing without him. He returned home and searched the entire house,             including the soil of their backyard, but never found a corpse so assumed she             lived. He set out in search for her, and on one particular night of searching, ran             across another stirgoi, who pointed him out to Addermire. Em was grateful for a             place to be and took the chance, even being able to locate Molly thanks to the             institute's help. He hasn't spoken to her (despite having gone to see her) and             doesn't plan on ever speaking to her either. He figured she'd be freaked to see             him back. So he takes care of her on the sidelines, from Addermire. Though, it             seems he no longer needs to, seeing as she seems quite fine on her own.

             

      
                             5 ● Saffron ● Emerson "Em" Harris ● 6th Year ● 17

            Moon: Strigoi                    FC: Troye Sivan                   Track Team Member

                Personality 

            Emerson is a quiet, shy, considerate and generally sweet individual. He lacks             much of a presence and therefore doesn't normally bother anyone. He hates the             idea of being the cause of someone's pain so he tends to always sugarcoat his             words, regardless of his true feelings on a matter. He also inclines towards             following the crowd rather than practicing his own freedom of choice, and             though he does retain his personal principles or morals, mentally, he isn't quite             strong enough to stick to them if something threatening came up. Emerson             naturally gravitates towards avoiding his problems rather than facing them,             hence why he can always be found napping somewhere without a care in the             world, and far from the judging eyes of others. He uses the sleep as a coping             method to ignore his insecurities and anxiety, and luckily, it has worked out for             him so far.
            Although Emerson is distant from others, in truth, he enjoys being in the             company of others. He often yearns to join school events, groups, or make             friends to hang out with in his free time, but usually ends up shying away from             the ideas due to his own worries regarding them. Due to this, however, he can             also grow attached to people who show him even the slightest kindness, for he             tends to get his hopes up rather fast. Em doesn't really stand out in anything;             his grades are average, his powers aren't anything special, he isn't a great track             member, and he doesn't talk to very many people. So when receiving any sort of             positive attention, he's known to let it get to his head, and if his hopes aren't             met, usually falls into a slump for a while. Despite all his flaws, Em is optimistic             and seeks out opportunities, and though he may not always fair well in his             attempts, he does truly try his best and work hard.

               History   

            Emerson was born into a dysfunctional family unit made up of a hopeless father             and silent mother. His mother raised him through his early years, but affection             was not part of her ways. She would feed him and his father and then lock             herself up in her bedroom for the remainder of the day. Em never found out             what it was that broke her so much.
            Since Emerson's mother frankly ignored her husband, Emerson often found             himself being the object of complaint. His father blamed him for her aloofness,             always reminding him how he and his mother were close before Em came into             the equation. Needless to say, Em didn't have a very happy starting childhood.
            However, as Em grew up and started entering his teens, his mother and father's             relationship suddenly began improving. They spent more time together and were             no longer closed off. They grew so close, in fact, that when Em turned 9, his             mother birthed a baby girl, whom she named Molly.
            Em loved Molly and became very fond of her early on in their relationship.             Where his mother lacked in affection for Molly, he filled in. Even when his             parents began arguing again, and their dynamic breaking down, Em             continued growing close with her, and defended her from his father's verbal             attacks.

            Eventually, communication between Em's mother and father completely             stopped. Their fights had gotten much worse, to the point where one night when             Em's father was asleep, she packed up her things and left the house. While it was             true Em's mother and father's relationship was far from healthy, it had been the             sole reason keeping Emerson's father together. When she was gone, he felt             entirely alone, for he had never cared for the kids. His fits became worse, his             attacks began turning physical, and his hatred for his children increased with             each passing moment. Ultimately, he came to the conclusion that his life would             be much less miserable without his children, for then at least he would only             need to worry about providing for himself, and not others. He plotted to remove             them entirely from his life and somewhere along the line, Em caught wind of his             plans. Fearing for his sister's life, he tried to convince her to run away. It was             not easy; Molly was hard set on staying home and believed her father deep down             loved them. However, at last, Em managed to convince her. He didn't plan their             sneaking out well at all though, for their father caught them before they were             out the door, the same day he planned on removing them anyways. Em never             made it out, but thankfully, Molly did. Even she could see what her father's             feelings on his children were when he showed no remorse ending his own son's             life.

Jinsoo rolled his eyes amusingly at her seemingly taking offense from his words, knowing she was simply acting. No matter how rude Jinsoo could be to her (and he was awfully rude to her their first few encounters), Carly never seemed to get upset or be bothered. He wondered if it was optimism or confidence. Either way, it was something about her that he could respect. He knew he would never be able to deal with people in the same manner.

When he saw Carly moving to sit beside him he moved slightly to make room for her. He then turned to look back upwards at the same sight she was observing at the moment.
"The same as always. Boring." He responded.

(( Same here ^^ ))

As he listened to her talk, at first, Jinsoo appeared slightly startled, his eyes widening a bit, but by the next moment he was narrowing his eyes suspiciously at her. "Do you expect me to believe that? No way, I'm not a fool." He declared firmly. "You must be a terrible storyteller," he teased lightly. "If you're ever around children, you'll bore them to tears."

Jinsoo had given up trying to figure out why he ended up on time each and every Thursday. It had become his natural routine somewhere along the line. Carly was the only company he had at the school and he appreciated her presence now. He had never verbally thanked nor acknowledge her in that form, but he figured she knew, or at least had a hunch.