"Does this mean we'll have to quit the team?"
The three boys stood outside of the large stadium as they waited for a black vehicle they knew would be arriving soon.
"I don't know Mark, we might... we'll have to ask Dr. Lee or Mr. Kim if it'll be possible to play and do all of this." Johnny didn't know what else to say, nor did he have the energy to keep the conversation up. He hadn't slept the past night, his mind to busy running wild with different thought of what could come of all of this.
"I don't want to though, Ive worked too hard to be on the team this year, it wouldn't be fair." Mark knew he how he sounded, but he wasn't going to give up his spot on the Varsity team that easily. He had spent countless days and wasted too many summers to not play the entire season this year. He and Xiao Jun were the only two freshman on the team, seeing as they had the same skill levels as one another and kept the same pace as the others on the upper level team.
" I know it'll be hard Mark, but this is really serious, we can always play next year, we may never get another opportunity like this one."
Xiao Jun had a valid point, but it still didn't lessen the sick feeling the other freshman had in his tummy. It would take some time for him to accept this new change if it came to that, but maybe he could do both.
As Mark began think his new theory through, an unmarked large black suburban pulled up alongside the curb. A day ago, this would've caused the boys to panic, but now they willingly open the door and pile themselves inside. They weren't alone, a few other boys were already seated in the far back seats as two agents occupied the front.
It was quiet as the car began to pull away, none of the boys really being aquatinted with one another. Johnny couldn't stand the stuffy quiet ride for longer than ten minutes. He had to say something. Anything.
"So... how is everyone?" Johnny turned his head so he could look at the people who sat behind them. He'd seen them on campus, maybe in a class or two, but never in a situation where they had spoken to one another.
"As good as I can be with all of this, I guess." It was the boy on johnny's far left that spoke first, causing all the boys in the middle row to turn around.
"I'm Doyoung by the way."
"Hey," Xiao jun started, "you all work at that really good coffee shop don't you." The three boys began to nod with small smiles as the two youngest boys both gushed over their regular orders.
"Well I'm Johnny, this is Mark and Xiao Jun."
"This is Kun and Jungwoo, it's nice to meet a few of you guys." Doyoung smiled softly at the boy in front of him. He knew it was going to be difficult for all the boys to integrate themselves into one another's lives, but he figured they would have to do it eventually. Might as well get a head start.
"So what cool powers do you guys have," Mark slung his arm across his row of seats, making Johnny hate himself for taking the middle one as the freshman leaned his much smaller figure against the door of the car.
"We haven't really tried... well I haven't at least. I didn't hear anything break last night so I'm assuming neither did you two. But maybe I'm wrong." It was jungwoo who spoke as he maneuvered his own body to lean back. Doyoung nodded his head but the other boy kept still, his eyes locked with the leather on the back of the middle row of seats.
"What about you Kun? Did you try anything last night?" Doyoung himself knew the latter had discovered his ability, making him the only one of the friends to have any balls. His room is right across the hall, on the opposite side of the apartment from Jungwoos. He hadn't heard anything because it was too far for his ears to register, but Doyoung has heard the faint curse and the dropping of an object around ten o clock the night before.
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The oldest out of the friends locked eyes with Doyoung Before he picked up his back pack and shakily unzipped the front pocket. Confused, the boys around him watched quietly as the latter carefully began to focus on the newly opened compartment.
Johnny watched on as seconds went by and nothing happened. He felt bad, thinking the poor guy had probably gone mad over thinking about all of this too much, but his thoughts were suddenly cut off when a wooden pencil was shot right out of the opening. All the boys, even kun, instinctively flinched as the writing material flung itself into the roof of the car and ricocheted off, dropping down by the feet of the males in the far back seat.
"Holy shit, you can throw things with your mind."
In a simple term, yes. "Pretty much," a soft voice filled the car. "I mean I only figured it out when I went to lay down last night and forgot my phone across the room. I was annoyed cause I had already gotten in bed and didn't feeling like moving. When I sat up so I could go get it, my phone started shaking and..." kun clapped his hands to finish off his statement. He had seen the post of people dropping their phones on their faces as they browsed Social Media's before bed, but never did he think he would have his phone literally smack him in the face. From across the room.
"Telekinesis... I've read about that," jungwoo began. "What about you three... what are your abilities?"
Johnny shook his head, "nothing yet for me, Lee? Jun? You two figure yours out?" Xiao jun shook his head as well, he didn't have time the night before. "Mark?"
The boys head shot up, "I don't know... maybe? It could've been a fluke thing but I might've figured it out."
"Well show us."
The freshman nodded his head before squaring his body with Johnny. "Hey, do you think I can have five bucks?" The boys in the car all watched on as Johnny's face scrunched.
"No, why would I give-" the boy cut off his own sentence as he locked eyes with the younger male. A sudden sensation filled the car as the oldest male unwillingly reached into his back pocket, pulled out his wallet, and handed the boy a bill. Everyone had to pick their jaws up off the floor as Mark pocketed the five dollars and leaned back as of nothing happened.
"Okay, that's not fair. Me and my already crippling bank account want out."
•
When the six males had arrived at the large building in the heart of downtown, they were greeted by another set of against and escorted to a large room already occupied by their counterparts.
"Do it again!"
"No, it hurts my head, plus I don't want to hurt you."
"You won't! Now come on and do it again! I wanna see if I can touch it!"
The boy could only roll his eyes harder. He had just gotten his ability under control, but he definitely wasn't ready to do it around other individuals yet.
"Chenle, please leave Hendery alone, if you want to see a power so bad, why don't you show us yours?"
The boy under persecution only rolled his eyes, "whatever you say Haechan, but you'll have to give me a hand."
With that said, Chenle turned his back and faced the wall. This caught most people's attention as the two friends stood a few feet from one another. Haechan was skeptical about this, but it would just count as more practice for himself. He lifted his hand up to his waist, a small flame igniting itself in the boys palm. As it grew, Chenle's sense only heightened, his mind going into a hyperactive mode. It was as if he had eyes all around, looking and watching for what could come.
