Donghae sat on his bed and let his eyes wander around the room for what would probably be the last time.
It was a beautiful day and now the sun had set and the moon and stars had come in sight. Donghae walked around the corridors of the Institution, taking every step slowly, drowning himself in thought. He barely had a chance to do this: think about things and slow down, but tonight he got it and he wasn’t going to let it pass.
With his hands in his pockets and yellow headphones blasting music into his ears he let random thoughts and memories flow in. Then a particular memory played back. One of a young girl he used to rescue when he was a teenager. Yeah, they were his dark days and he wallowed around in blood and lust but aside from that he had something that actually made him happy. She was a younger mutant and Donghae saw her being bullied and rescued her more than once. He didn’t know what he got from rescuing a young girl from bullies. Maybe it was something about not wanting anyone to experience what he did when everyone found out what he was.
The memory made him smile. They used to hang out and she was the younger sister he never had. None of his vampire friends knew about her of course, she was his secret. But they eventually found out and he had to get her to safety and the only way to do that was to stay away from her, which was something he never wanted to do. She was one of the little joys he had in life. And he had to leave her. But the story was longer than that. All he wanted was a chance to explain to her.
He walked around, thinking how mad she must be at him. He would just like to see her again. As he turned around the corner he stopped. The familiar scent of metal mixed with ice floating under his nose. It was her blood. It was her. She was in the Institution. And he looked ahead and surely, she was there, sitting on a park bench alone.
And he couldn’t really help it, he had to run. He lost control of his feet, they started moving on their own and soon he was close enough. “Hyomin-ah?” he addressed her in a question, confirming his thoughts.
He couldn’t even describe the happiness he felt at seeing her again.
“Oh,” Donghae snapped out of his thoughts. “How come I haven’t seen you around before,” his eyebrows twitched slightly in confusion. Maybe he just hadn’t been observant enough.
Donghae laughed softly. He wasn’t insulted or anything, he actually found it funny when people mistook him for a Brotherhood member. Maybe it was because he was a vampire or maybe he just seemed like he fit in the Brotherhood, he had thought that he looked better at the Brotherhood too but something about the Institution made him want to stay. He had to ponder about it more, he thought to himself.
“No, no,” he shook his head. “I’m in Room 97, actually,” Donghae corrected him, thankful he had started a conversation for Donghae to distract his own thoughts.
“Are you from the Institution?” he returned the question.