I sat down on my bed numbly, my eyes flying all over the room, trying to see the expressions the boys were making. They all held somber expressions for a reason or another, and I was aware the same expression was planted on my face.

I glanced down at my hands, where the two cards were resting on, and frowned. It was the first time I’ve received two cards in a row without yet releasing the first warrior I have had. I was aware of the fact both cards were friends with my boys. Lisa had told me not to let the adaptation teacher find the card she gave me, and that made me even more curious. What was Lisa doing with a fifth ranked card when she couldn't attain it? I remember how addicted to cards the adaptation teacher was. Was that the reason she didn't want me to show him this card?

Does she know it's one of the Exo cards? I mean, the boys recognized it the minute they set their eyes on it, did she find it out like this as well? But how?

“Are you going to release them, or not?” Sehun joked lightly, but no one was in the mood to joke around. This matter was serious and somehow, scary. The idea I was collecting Exo cards so easily was a little terrifying.

“Come on you guys! You don't have to be so upset. Shouldn't you be delighted we acquired two more this easily?” Sehun once more obliged, whining a little and eyeing his older friends (brothers) with a half-glare. I could understand that he couldn't understand why we were so upset, because to him it was more of a trophy than unsettling to find two cards. Although I couldn't disagree, I did disagree too. It was a little surprising, and Lisa’s words were actually more of a bad omen than the cards itself. I couldn't help but believe something bad would happen.

“We are happy as well, Sehun. But it's terrifying how Hani is gaining more and more of our cards. The more she finds the more stronger she becomes, and then what will happen? People will know she has us, because by then the amount of powers we will be radiating is large, and when they do find out, we are not sure they'll be as excited as us,” Joonmyeon tried to reason, looking back at the younger boy with furrowed eyebrows. Sehun only pursed his lips in thought.

“But we still have some time. There are three cards left, Hyung. We will worry when the time comes to do that,” Sehun childishly argued back, pouting and crossing his arms over his chest. Joonmyeon sighed through his nose and turned to me with a helpless look. I urged my lips to curl and smile, before getting up from my place and sitting between Chanyeol and Kai, lifting the cards up to face me. One was deep plum purple, while the other was taffy pink. They both looked quite nice, with the mesh of different shades of pink and red.

Xiumin, as usual, created a small icy needle and handed it to me. For a second, my heart gave a squeeze, and I let out a ragged breath, before easily pricking my middle finger. I hissed slightly and immediately smudged the blood on the cards. A small light glowed from the cards when my blood made contact, and I watched blankly as the card on my blood like a tree root. Then, two guys were standing in front of me.

One of the guys, the one on the left; was taller than the other, with soft facial features and droopy eyes. His back was hunched and his eyes were dead, soulless; no life evident in them. My heart thumped in pain. There was nothing alive in him, not his eyes, not his stance, and not his body.

The other one had his eyes flickering everywhere. He passed his brothers without any show of surprise, and I thought of him as a boy who could mask his feelings easily. He had sharp cheekbones, and his eyes reminded me of a camel. His dull brown hair was messily ruffled, and his glittery shirt complimented his skin surprisingly well. He was rather short, shorter than Baekhyun as well. Maybe like Kyungsoo. He was awfully good-looking.

The guy with the droopy eyes dropped down on his knees, lowering his head, and my own eyes expanded open in shock. What was he doing?

“I’m at your service, ma’am,” he even placed a hand to his heart as if he were a real solider. I noticed the cheekbones boy giving him a mere stare, before copying him, although he didn't say anything at all.

I turned to my boys with shock written all over my face, but they didn't look my way. They all seemed to look away, ashamed for some reason. And I realized they didn't like to see their friends in that position. Arising from my place slowly not to startle them, I crawled closer to him with hitched breath. The sight of them like that broke my heart, and I don't even know them yet.

Slowly, I brought my hands up, and they stiffened even without seeing me, thinking I might hit them, but I ever so slowly, taking their feelings into consideration; landed my palms over their shoulders. They stiffened even more.

“Don't be scared,” I almost cooed, and the guy with the purple card peeked up at me; how dull brown eyes twinkled for a millisecond. “I will not hurt you. I never intended to,” I completed with a heavy heart.

“That's not possible. I’m nothing but a humble server of yours. I shall be punished as long as you wa