//this is a special,

Let me explain, this chapter is "Extra" because it's here to make you understand the world of DR better and convince you that this book is another world on its own, one parallel to our universe.

In real life, everyone thinks they're right about a couple of things, if they don't, indeed, know so.
But there is a trick, beliefs aren't words and thoughts aren't dialogues. You don't feel how self-righteous you are because you don't speak it up, most times.
Everyone of us genuinely believes that they're not wrong, about a few things at least, innocently and self-admittedly till they're told otherwise and faced with the contradicting truths.

We are not stubborn, RyungNa isn't stubborn nor is AeSook. None are bad, if we look from inside out we'll see that there is no bad in this world, that's why there is ethics... a form of generalized rightness that's very abstract, there for every mind to decipher, years and people created different forms of ethics that we see in what's called culture.

Ethics and morals exist because humans are different, they think differently and what's right for some is wrong for others. Morals aren't actually right, either, because if I tell you the set I believe in, it's certainly a little different from yours.
It's okay, because ethics and morals are the settlements we live by, our own boundaries.

They make their owners content, they manage to not break what's bent, and keep balance in check. I've been showing you this book from two sides of the same lens, Jimin and Yoonbi are the main characters and P.O.V. S in this book, you must've caught up on that already.

But, if you were standing in front of the lens where everything is smaller and you can see the big picture clearly(Yoonbi P.O.V) or you were standing behind it where everything is too big and you can see only a part of it(Jimin P.O.V) then now you're standing beside the lens, and far away(AeSook P.O.V).

I'm offering a totally new perspective and I'm going to work hard to show you what I mean. You're free to choose a side to stand on, and you're free to watch each have their proud and low moments with neutrality.
You're free in this world.

AeSook

My second power resurfaces when the teen-mutant loses consciousness, my innate capability to own a skill whatsoever makes my inexistent medical knowledge come to life and inform me that this girl is almost dead.

There is no hope. I took it too far.

It's her fault, I told her to speak up. She kept being stubborn till it led to this. And if she's mistaken, I'm not going to let her mistakes ruin my career. So I leave.

I leave because I'm an agent and I'm not supposed to harm the people my agency works for, the TMC cares for mutants of all kinds and me harming one in anyway isn't going to leave my career unharmed.

That's if anyone knew it's me. No one must know, she's dead for good.

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I practice my life normally for the next three days, I go to my job and give lessons in the Mutant Academy I volunteer in.

I try to make them understand that the TMC rules are based on years of thinking, years of seeking for what's best for all. But perfect doesn't exist, so the ideal solution isn't best for all.

Just like RyungNa. She doesn't know.

Earth will drown in chaos if mutants are free to use their powers here and there, especially with humans. Not all people are good, good intentions are limited. If RyungNa thinks that she would be able to save the world from troubles if she is free to use her powers anywhere and anytime, then other bad people are free to harm the weak anywhere and anytime. Others are free to establish their power against the weak.

The laws of the TMC stop the world from being a jungle. The strong and the weak is a devilish concept that may lead to uncivilized, catastrophic economies. That's not how people want to live, so equality is the best cure.

A better world where the strong sacrifices for the weak, and the weak supports the strong. A world where all is one is what we should keep, not a world where laws of the jungle apply.

I'm on my way out of the academy, heading back to my workplace before I call it a day. A teenager, looking like a fresh high school graduate, walks to where I stand. I look around but the hallway is completely empty. I don't know him, but my professionalism throws the issue to the back of my head and I go on my way, the big boy blocks my path and smiles dazzlingly. His form reminds me of power and promising victory, his air is confident and knowing, but gentle.

I could almost go with my instinct and know he's just right to come and work in our institution, but I'm not a psychic, I'm just judging him and that same judgement makes my face straighten and my mouth ask, "may I help you?"

His eyes focus and his smile fades slowly, showing the seriousness his features can practice. "Hello," he bows to me and I recognize the soft moving hair at the top of his head.

He's one of the students enrolled in the academy, I remember him. The guy with many questions and a wise, funny running mouth. "Jackson, was it?"

"You remember me?" He lights up and I could almost swear he's ready to fly. The possibility that he actually can won't be out of the frame of reality at this moment.

"Of course, you're one of the best people taking my class. Bright listener." My twenty year old self takes the spirit of a Noona and I pat his shoulder. When his body lays firm under my hand, I pull away, too quickly to notice that heat creeps to my ears and the boy in front of me turns a sweet shade of pink. "Anything you wanted?"

"I'm Wang Jackson from China, a mutant from the Wang troop."

I guessed it right, he's from the troop that's famous for strength and the ability to own the air. They can fly and control the weather, along side many other sky related forts. I smile at the information that crowds my mind. "Do AeSook. Do."

His eyes widen a little and his fingers twitch, I think he knows my family is famous for absorption but I'm not feeling energy deprived right now and I already touched him without sucking out anything. "Don't worry, I'm having a good day." I kid, wanting to make him relax. When his tensed shoulders sag and he smiles again, I feel a strange sense of accomplishment.

What..?

His lips move but no words come out, his eyes trace everything around but me and the amount of heat energy coming off him increases. Whatever he is thinking about is giving him a hard time, my fingers take their turn to twitch and my jaw clinches to hold back the urge of wanting him to feel better in anyway.

His eyes finally meet mine again, and he seemingly takes the 'the heck with this' mindset. "Would you like to grab something to drink? Tomorrow maybe?"

My heart skips a beat at a realization, then my neck warms up again at his offer. I was the one giving him a hard time? And he wants to take me out? His fiddling and unsure form make my heart soar like a proud mommy.

"I'm free today evening." I say, trying to put up a smile as good as his. When his face brightens and he smiles back, the same sense of comfort seizes my insides again.

And we exchange numbers.

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That night I went out with a younger boy, Jackson. He's a sweetheart and is two years younger than me, if this will progress then I'll resign from giving lectures at the academy.

My happy sleep is interrupted with the thought of the girl I wronged, pulling me out of my bed to grab an alcoholic drink from my kitchen. I'm guilty and I don't think I deserve anyone. I'm selfish. The alcohol seems to affect all but my self-pity because for the rest of the night I don't get any sleep.

Dawn rises and morning comes, I'm the Agent A again then I'm the teacher, after that I'm walked by a handsome guy to my workplace. He knows more about me and vise versa, we are closer now.

He's my friend. I fool myself.

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I realize later that month, on a Thursday, that Wang Jackson isn't just my friend. I'm committing an illegal act again, I have feelings for one of my students.

This is nuts.

My fingers jab on my phone, sending the academy's vice principal an email of resignation. I can't allow myself to make another mistake, and how dare Jackson do this too.

I need to talk to him.

I'm back under the roofs of a high school, bells fill the air and noises rise. Students start flooding into the corridors and head to have their lunch, I wait behind a locker for my boy to come out.

My eyes catch him between the many others and I smile in content at how proud he makes me. Before I'm out and heading his way the sight my eyes settle on stop me in my tracks. A raven laughs with a brunette as they walk with Jackson and another two boys I heard about from him. BamBam and Jr, but he never told me about the girls. The brunette I know of from other sources, Yoonbi but this raven? No...

This very raven is the one who's supposedly dead and making me daily miss on my sleep.

It's Lee RyungNa. Alive.

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"Sorry." I bump into a person on the dark alley leading to my apartment, but I don't look up. I feel unfocused, how come? It's good, my mistake was corrected and my victim is unharmed, but how come?

Someone stops me after I take a count of three steps, before my reflex can go into action, Jackson enters my frame of sight. "Are you okay? Why didn't you come to the academy today? There was a new teacher... Only a substitute right?"

His smile quivers, I look away and shake my head to stop thinking of the fact that I almost killed his friend, "I was on my way home." I maneuver his questions because there is none other than a negative answer for each.

"AeSook..." His hands don't let go of my forearm even when I attempt to walk away. We can't be together, it's too twisted now. I will need to go back on RyungNa's tail to stop her, maybe this time I will need to make another mistake that can't be undone.

"Ms. Do for you." My demeanor stiffens and I yank his arm away from me, the right is pointed at by my logic and it decides that my career is more important. I will keep the equality at all costs because this is the right thing to do.

My feelings won't get in my way whatsoever. My confidence wavers when Jackson's eyes widen and he backs away two steps, "since when..."

"Since now, Wang Jackson. I resigned and I don't want to see you anymore." I want to keep you to myself but I can't... "We are over."

"We didn't even start!" His anger takes over him, "I was going to drop out of the academy for you! And don't try telling me that you didn't resign for me too AeSook." He shakes me, coming incredibly close and almost breaking my defense.

"Either way, it's over."

"Not you too!" His face twists in scorn, that kind of disgust people would show if they look life in the eye after it flipped everything upside down for them. His hands that gripped me hard lightly let go. "You can't just do that."

"I did." My mouth says what I don't want to say. He shakes his head with a twisted smirk, like he doesn't believe any of this. "It's not working anyway."

My last words seem to burn him up and he is suddenly holding me inches away from him and looking down at me, "I know you want me too, stop denying it."

"I'm not denying." I lie through my teeth, making his storming eyes freeze for a second before they storm again with quadruple the force. I don't get enough time to grasp how close his face became before his lips crash on mine.

I couldn't move a muscle as his soft-pillow lips caressed mine, rash at first before they work knowingly and smoothly. I stare at him as his eyes close with a crease on his forehead at how still my lips are, his hands that pin my waist to his seem to silently urge me to comply.

I'm a grown up woman, the last thing I'll let control me is my hormones. I'm not foolish anymore, my hands come up to his shoulders and I try pushing him away but he refuses to back off.

The instant thought of using my power on him pops in my head but I push it away as his tongue slips between the curve of my lips, urging them open. When I stubbornly refuse to let him, he forces himself inside and moves a hand to hold the side of my head and deepen the kiss.

I hit his chest to alert him, make him get to his senses and back off but he seems to have lost them. He just groans against my lips, wanting me to kiss him back, but I won't.

Jackson pushes me against the alley's wall and pushes his lips harder against mine, wanting something that I refuse to give. It takes my all to peal my lips away from his, leaving his ragged breaths to fan my face. "Stop!" I hiss.

He shakes his head, "you can't leave-- you can't just push me away!" He hisses back before the flicker of anger gets replaced with helplessness, "just love me back, eo?" He holds my waist against his, his shivering hands giving me goosebumps all over, "please? please." I don't like my babyboy begging for anything from anyone, and seeing him like this breaks me inside. But there is nothing I can--

Jackson proves to be persistent when he plants his lips on mine again, this time he puts his soul into it, letting his hands hold every part of me as he kisses me with passion that knocks my senses out of my head too.

I give in. I kiss him back and hate how much I enjoy it, how my heart reacted and how his lips felt so good. And before the very last bit of sanity departs, I decide to take the best of both worlds.

I'll keep Jackson to myself. And I'll stop RyungNa, even if it takes destroying her... Because this is the right thing to do.

//She thinks she's right, her mindset gave her the pretexts and she held onto them. But is she?

No matter what I do in my life, I end up with this question. Is this actually right? Don't we all?
But we eventually make a decision that we believe in, and belief and hope are the opposite routes of regret. So let's believe in ourselves and make the decisions that hold our hopes and dreams. That's the best we could possibly do.

Back to the TMC, now that you see why RyungNa thinks it should change and why AeSook thinks it should stay the same, you're confused right?

Well, I made my decision so you're in good hands, and I won't leave you confused for long. comment here which team you're on.

Team RyungNa or Team AeSook.

And omg! I like this new couple, Jackson and AeSook, shoot'em ship names here!

*pulls all dirty minded readers to a corner*
They are so deep in the mommy/babyboy rp ain't they huhu--
I DIDN'T SAY THAT,
YOU SAID THAT!
love you, and take care!

Present me/ j
I'm actually obsessed with jackson at this time of my life. I really like the person he had become and his story and his manners, how he treats others and things like that. And his as an artist, of course.
God bless.

Shout out to my new reader fatem63a
Your support really brought me back and made me feel very good about my book💜💜💜💜 

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