Hyunjin touched his cheek softly, pulled Jisungs face to his direction and locked their gazes. “Listen. Do what they ask you to do. It’s for your own good, trust me.” “Why am I here…?”, Jisung asked again, his thoughts not able to catch up with all those things happening to him. "Because he wanted you. Not exactly you, but you’re a good choice thinking of your status in your tribe. Mister Park owns you now, better behave."

“Who are you?”, Baekhyun asked, not reacting to the information the stranger gave him. He put his bag on a chair near the door. “I am Chanyeol guardian of fire and I’m here to protect you Byun Baekhyun.”, he smiled nonchalantly and took a step forward to the smaller who ogled Chanyeol as when he’d found a psychotic who run out of his mental hospital. It wasn’t new to him that students he’d never seen before knew his name but Chanyeol was the first to sound like a freak while talking..