Oh, hello.

[ Gyu-hyuk has been staring at an apartment door for awhile now. It's entirely possible that he missed whatever was said to him before, that someone else has been standing here for awhile too and he's just now noticed them.

He looks a little dazed, but then, this is a whole new experience for him. Everything is so exciting, so new. He tries to focus on the person standing next to him instead, but how he is supposed to make decisions? The apartment on the left or the one on the right? ]

Did you want one of these? You can take whichever.

[ And, after all, that would make the decision for him, and wouldn't that be nice? ]

[ Ten years into the future is surprisingly nice, all things considered. While he'd never reach the height and acclaim of *BTSB, Gyu-Hyuk has made a quite a name for himself in the pop scene. It's slowed down some in the last couple years -- he's getting older, now! But he still regularly does concerts and has plenty of trouble wandering around downtown Lunatia on his own.

Of course...he hasn't learned. Hat? Sunglasses? Who? So maybe you find him accosted by fans and slowly drowning, pleading with you to please, hero, save him! Or maybe you find him darting down to an alley for a moment of peace before he goes back out there.

But really, even if he were smart enough to go incognito, there's part of him that wouldn't. All of this...he has to give back to his fans. To the people that got him here. It's only right, after all. So maybe he doesn't have much time for sneaking a coffee break, and maybe he's in the public eye and on social media all the time, but it's how it should be. And he's really, really happy.

(But please seriously save this poor boy.)]

[ It's hard to stay sane with all the screams. But someone has to, someone has to remain calm. It's the same mantra they'd all had to keep when they were stuck on the stage. Getting scared wasn't going to do anyone any good. Even as the sounds of crystals grows louder. Even as the diamonds seem menacing.

Two shadows appear before him, one grabs his hand and pulls him -- Come, sleep it suggests, don't listen to all of this, and what a nice idea that is. He leans on the shadow, closing his eyes slowly. It's not your fault, Lee Gyu-Hyuk, you can't help those crystals now. Yes, of course, the shadows are right, he can't help this.

But then the other grabs his other hand and pulls the other direction. Gyu-hyuk's eyes open, widening. This one looks far angrier, its claws digging into his wrist. The wicked must pay for their sins, it tells him digging harder still. He tries to pull away, crying out from the pain but he can't escape.

He's caught between the two, uncertain and unable to move, searching beyond them for anything besides the screaming voices of the dying prismals but with no luck.

Damn, he should not have come through this portal. ]