"And finally, our seventh is..."

Name: Lee Haru

Birthplace: Busan, South Korea

Birthdate: August 25, 2001

Power: Poltergeist

Appearance:

(( Character belongs to thiccnipjjk ;) M8 I loved your character m8 I look forward to writing him lmao I don't know what to say but he's a beaut. Also sorry I gave you the backup slot so he's a few years younger-the maknae now-and also his powers are different, but asdf I hope that's okay ;3))

The leader exited the last file, looking around at the faces of the tables. "So, these are the new Chosen Seven. You may or may not become acquainted with them, but you'll certainly see them every once and awhile." he spoke, tapping his finger on the table.

"Sir, I have a question." a woman raised her hand. "Yes, Mucheng?" he replied. "Who will be managing these boys? Surely not you." she said, glancing anywhere but him. "No, of course not me. The two we sent out to gather data on them will be managing them." the leader stated.

"Those two?!" the woman stood up, staring directly at him now. "I'm sorry but you're telling me that the two who run around the castle at 1:00 AM are going to lead the Chosen Seven?" she asked, looking at him incredulously. The leader simply nodded in reply. "They may be young and stupid, but that's better than being old and stupid. Plus, who else here is willing to take the job?" the leader questioned, quite clearly expecting no one to raise their hand. He was correct.

"Who are these two you're referring to? Brothers?" a man asked from the leader's right. "No, just friends. I assumed you know who I'm talking about." the leader replied. "Sir how many members do you think we have? There's loads of 'friends' here." a boy replied, the leader sighing in resignation. "We don't have a file on them, there's not much to show you." he stated.

"Just ask them to make a file on themselves really quickly, like they did on the seven. We need to know who will be taking care of them." a girl requested. The leader gave a look to the woman next to him, her pulling out her phone and typing in response.

The group sat still for a couple minutes, waiting for the leader to speak or do something. Startling everyone, the woman's phone went off, alerting her to some incoming messages. "It's here." she said, transferring the components of the phone to the laptop.

"Well, here's who will be leading the Chosen Seven..."