A certain teenager took hesitant steps towards his new school , heart thumping in his chest conveying the various different emotions he felt at the moment .  

" okay , Minsoo . you can do it ! " he told himself in a lazy encouraging manner , taking a few more unhurried steps as soon as the school building came in view .  His emotions throbbed in him even more now , if possible . 

Said emotions - in fact- had their own world , bodies and personalities .

 " Yay ! Finally a new day has come ! First school day for Minsoo ! " A cheerful voice nearly chirped excitedly , the owner of it obviously looking forward to the rest of the day . Which was hardly surprising. After all , it was Niel , also known as joy .  

" But , Niel .. What if people disliked him ? What if he made no friends ? " A blue haired boy , with a gloomy face and aura alike , spoke up expressing his worries . Again , it was of no surprise for the boy was ljoe or Byunghun , also known as sadness . 

" What if he gets bullied or worse , clobbered up ? " Ricky , another boy with purple hair and aura , wondered out loud , shrieking and hiding his face with his hands as imagined a million scenario on how things could go wrong . It didn't take a genius to know he was in charge of fear . 

As if such was a trigger , changjo's face heated up making it seem like his ears would explode erupting and emitting lava every where . 

" If that happens .. " he paused for added effect before cracking his muscles , a wicked look implanted on his face as his red hair began flying in all directions " We'll just have to return the favour . "

And yes you got it right . that's Anger . 

" Hey . hey ! Let's not get too excited , okay ? " Niel found himself forced to in and calm the maknae before he burned them all in hell . seriously ! Ricky had to be more careful with his words . 

Joy sighed as he wiped an imaginary sweat drop , wishing his fellow emotions would just be more optimistic for once . Even though it seemed like a terribly ridiculous idea . Being optimistic was his job , only him . 

" Well , I don't care about anything as long as he doesn't end up stepping on a puddle or mud or , god forbid ,  poop ."  A new voice joined the scene , the owner of which sporting an indifferent look laced with a hint of contempt . 

Joy almost face palmed as he heard chunji or disgust , talk . that boy had green hair and a constant diva look on his face . 

Well , well ... The new school year was already looking up , right ? 

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Updated 10 june 2017 

A quick prologue to get this one out of my system .