heY i got home from school rlly late so this chapter sucks so bad aND JUST A FILLER BC I CANT THINK OF ANYTHING YET

edit: was supposed to publish this at 11:30pm yesterday but wattpad was being a bitch

-jiro
_____________________________

"wonwoo, wonwoo!" the boys chased wonwoo when he rushed out of the room. soonyoung also dragged me outside, leaving jiwoo behind.

"man, that was the first time i ever got inside a girl's room," soonyoung muttered

"i'm sorry."

"not a huge deal, don't apologize."

we caught up with the boys at the third floor, outside the room of the black arts club. the door was closed and they were waiting patiently outside. soonyoung ran to seungcheol to ask about what happened.

seungcheol shrugged, "we just followed him then he closed the door."

we all waited for a few more minutes until wonwoo finally stepped out with a thick book. seungkwan immediately jumped in excitement when the boy stood beside him.

"we will cut classes," wonwoo spoke "including you, jeonghan. we will go to some place that jiwoo doesn't know."

"where?" hansol asked

wonwoo tapped his chin and observed the boys, "joshua's place."

"why mine?"

"you have the most powerful faith so jiwoo couldn't disturb your home."

"why are you talking as if she's a bad spirit?"

"she knows how to do shit," wonwoo replied "i'm not telling y'all to believe in magic though. but you have to be sincere in whatever we're gonna do."

"how do we cut classes"'seungcheol asked, and wonwoo just pointed at boo, hansol, jihoon and i. at first, i didn't get why, but i remembered that we jumped out the window on the faculty floor.

_____

as quiet as we could, we walked up the stairs to the faculty hall. usually, students would be driven off by teachers but seungcheol used an excuse about waiting for the principal to call us for a meeting because we're students on probation. fortunately, we were given permission to stay at the corridor, near the window.

the tallest members of seventeen stood in front to block the shorties so they could easily jump off without getting noticed. jihoon was the first to jump, then i was next so he had to catch me.

jihoon extended his arms, "l'll catch you, i promise! this makes up for when i hit you with a pan!"

"you hit her with a pan?" soonyoung asked, making jihoon press his palms on his forehead

"no, i didn't!!"

"okay!" soonyoung laughed. wow that was easy.

"hey minseul, jump now, i'm getting tired of waiting!"

i sat on the window frame and looked back at the boys. why can't hansol just catch me? not that i don't trust jihoon but you know what i mean. boo told me to relax, then without warning, he pushed me off. fortunately, i was alive and jihoon did catch me. "see? i told you!" the boy chuckled as he put me down. the rest of the boys jumped down and we all waited for the last ones.

"are you sure that you all want to be at my place? my house is far," joshua told us

"you're minseul's neighbor right?" seokmin asked "if i remember correctly."

"yes i am her neighbor. i still see her cousin everyday."

"anyway, far means better," wonwoo replied "so let's go."

we all waited for a bus home. luckily, most of them weren't full because it wasn't the rush hour yet. we all hopped in on the bus which had enough space for 14 people, though only 8 seats were available. the youngest members stood up while the oldies of seventeen were seated comfortably. and of course, i was right next to soonyoung.

sometimes, chan would sit on soonyoung's lap when his legs already feel wobbly because of the long ride.

"5 blocks more," josh announced and the youngest members groaned. after a few minutes, the bus ride was already over and we all jumped off.

"i can't feel my legs," hansol muttered

"i can't feel anything," jihoon walked past "hey original roast wizards, remember when we roasted daein in joshua's house?"

"yeah when he punched you?" seungkwan laughed " when he was an asshole because he dated that slut?"

"insensitive," jeonghan muttered, which shut the boys up.

we stepped inside one by one. i was in awe, joshua's house was still the same, giving those "feel-at-home" vibes. and to me, it was pretty nostalgic. "i texted my mom that we will be here so she left to get some food, i think she's not back yet," joshua announced as he hung his bag on the rack . then he led us to the second floor, where he pulled a ladder out of nowhere.

"wow, an attic," minghao nodded "rich."

"you guys go ahead, i'll prepare some juice for you," joshua flashed at smile.

"minseul goes last!" soonyoung announced out of nowhere. probably because i wear a skirt— not that i don't have extra clothes underneath though. only daein does that. for real. the boys climbed up then soonyoung went before me. and when i reached the top, my jaw dropped back to second floor because the place was so good. sunlight was passing through the windows and skylights, then the room was air conditioned. comfy sheets and beanbags were everywhere and there was a wide bookshelf.

"this place is awesome," i muttered

"do you want an attic in my house minseul?" soonyoung asked, throwing himself on the beanbag and playing with a baseball bat "i mean, our house?" he wiggled his eyebrows

"nah, i'm okay with the house."

"look, jihoon can stand up without even reaching the ceiling!" junhui laughed out loud. the rest did too, while jihoon just crossed his arms and sat back down on the floor. after a while, joshua was back with drinks then wonwoo gathered all of us in a circle.

"are we going to summon someone who could fight jiwoo for us?" seokmin asked

"why can't we just beat her up?" junhui groaned and soonyoung was triggered so he grabbed the collar of the boy's shirt and screamed at his face, "dude i threw a punch and she dodged! SHE DODGED! HOW DOES ONE DODGE A HURRICANE PUNCH?"

"i tried to dodge soonyoung's fist once but he was too fast," joshua chuckled

"nice to know that jisoo can finally laugh about that happening," seungcheol muttered

"yea right," jeonghan mumbled

"he's going too fast," mingyu wiggled his eyebrows and junhui did the same, "oh i know what you mean."

"stop it," wonwoo messed up his hair "listen up. i want you all to train your subconscious mind in such a way that it becomes positive. remember, if your subconscious mind is positive then no power could negatively affect you. we only use 6-7 percent of our mind and the rest is under the control of our subconscious mind power. so before starting, i would like all of you to state whatever happy thoughts you have while i cover the windows to make it dark in here. starting from my right side, lee chan."

the youngest fixed his eyeglasses and blinked repeatedly for a few seconds before answering, "i'm genuinely happy that i'm with seventeen up to this day." he sighed and shot a stare at the next one to speak, hansol.

"i'm happy that my family is safe," he told us "by family, i mean my real one and you guys as well."

seokmin was next, and we were all weirded out when he laughed (it was cute though) "i'm really happy right now because i just remembered three facts that make me smile. number one, hershey's kisses are called that because the machine that makes them looks like it's kissing the conveyor belt!" he chuckled while everyone just looked at him with a straight face, "next is that ostriches' eyes are bigger than their brain and last, ducks' quacks can't echo, yay."

"um, okay," jihoon didn't know what to respond "i can't say that i'm perfectly happy right now but music makes my heart flutter. also you guys, but i fucking hate you all, you pieces of shit."

"jihoon, again," wonwoo ordered

"but that was sincere!" jihoon argued, "fine. i'm happy because i'm contented with my height, it makes me look cute, unlike y'all because you all look like walking sticks."

"handsome sticks," mingyu corrected

"hoe, no."

"i'm happy when i get lines," junhui fakely beamed at everyone then burst into laughter, "kidding. i'm happy because i know that i'm blessed with a beautiful face and a beautiful connection with y'all."

"i know i'm happy because i clap my hands," minghao laughed "get it? get i— nevermind. anyhao, i'm extremely happy because jiwoo isn't in love with me and that i have all of you here right now! and boo seungkwan saved me as a dropped scholar."

joshua flashed a smile before talking, "i'm happy that we're all healthy, alive and protected by the Almighty."

"i got chills," mingyu whispered to me "uhh, as for me, i am happy because i am kim mingyu, thank you."

i was next and i didn't know what to say so it took about ten seconds to form a sentence, "i'm happy because you guys are always there for me and because you're finally getting the recognition you deserve. and i'm happy because of soonyoung too."

"i love you too," soonyoung blinked at me "you all know my happy thoughts. i share them with you most of the time because i want all of you to be happy too, so therefore, seeing you happy makes me—"

"wow great story, okay next!" jihoon yawned

"i am happy because i'm better than all of you!" seungkwan cheered "you're the only people who can make me sell my lovely possessions which hurts me a lot but i'm okay with it. because it's for y'all."

"i'm happy because i am here right now, with all of you. including jeonghan. i'm happy that even something really worse happened, we can still give a little space for forgiveness. because we are a family." seungcheol smiled with overflowing sincerity as he looked at jeonghan, who was just looking down.

"jeonghan, you?"

"um," the boy played with his fingers "i'm...happy because...you left the door open when i said i wanted to start a solo career...i'm happy because i have real friends, even though i did wrong. we still have to work things out and talk...but even if everything isn't okay yet, i am happy. because you guys still consider me a part of this group."

"okay," wonwoo muttered "now, you guys don't believe in magic. but trust me, i used to think it's dumb too until i joined the occult. magic is just a word for a metaphysical action steered to make the energy work as per our desired wants and results. what we're going to do is something that i learned back in our precious school—yes, seokmin? why are you raising your hand?"

"i was just curious if it's true that if you place a menstrual blood soaked rag in a red charm bag and hang it on your door, it will provide you spiritual protection. i read something like that but is it true?"

all of us fell silent while wonwoo just stared at him, not knowing exactly what he wanted to say, "i don't know but don't you think it will make one of us uncomfortable if we talk about that?"

"who? lee chan?"

"it's minseul, you idiot."

"oh!" seokmin laughed and rolled on the floor "sorry about that, for a second i thought we were all boys here!"

"so you guys talk about those when i'm not around?" i spoke. the boys exchanged stares

"we may or may not," junhui answered

"OKAY!" wonwoo shouted "focus, please. we will be doing a white chant for a peaceful home and for safety. take off your rings and place them on the floor, just right in front of you."

i looked around because i was the only one without a seventeen ring. but wonwoo then told me that it's okay to use the promise ring that soonyoung gave so i slid it off my finger and placed it on the ground. we didn't know what wonwoo was doing, but we watched him place a lighted candle on the center and close his eyes.

then he mumbled "trice around the circle's bound, sink all evil into the ground."

"but the ground is joshua's home, does that mean—"

"sshh, seokmin."

"spiritus ducentia protegito me," wonwoo muttered as he sprinkled something on the burning wax. he repeated it two more times and then he finally opened his eyes "these people shall be protected by me. I cast this to make the things go away. vanish. they no longer need to fear the other side of this road because it ends here. I am the one to protect, therefore so mote it be."

we watched him blow the candle out, then i caught seokmin mouth the happy birthday song

"what now?" chan asked "i didn't feel immortal at all. but wow, hyung, you're the protector of us, that's cool!"

"yeah, was that latin? i didn't know that you know how to speak latin. not to mention that your voice sounds deeper too," junhui added

"boy, he can go deeper than that," mingyu winked and exchanged stares with jun. these two, really.

"that was just a starter, in case jiwoo does something stupid. so it's normal that you won't feel anything." wonwoo uttered, putting his ring back on "what i did was just about complete goodness. unlike jiwoo, she uses shit that are geared to cause harm. the only way to repel is to use the opposite."

"well, that sent me chills," minghao muttered "although i don't believe in magic. what will it do to jiwoo though?"

"it will only weaken her energy," wonwoo answered "i know it's kind silly. but trust me, it will work. plus, if jiwoo wants to fight me then i'll give it to her."

seokmin shouted and raised his arm, "wonwoo wonwoo cast a spell on ducks so their quacks can finally echo!"

"no, seokmin, stop," hansol told the boy

"bummer."

we all took our rings back while the others stood up to grab a glass of juice. but then everyone was startled when seungcheol shouted

"WONWOO, ARE YOU OKAY!?"

_______________________________________________________

what happened to wonu 😱😱😱😱

i got exposed in writing class for writing fics. pls save my soul.

kbyeilysm!!!!!!
-jiwoah