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soft as sheepskin, stretched over a wolf’s skull by xXx_HELIOPHOBIA_xXx
Fandoms: I Was The Final Boss | 曾经是最终BOSS 보스였음
09 Apr 2023
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Cha Minwoo was an anomaly.
He wasn't religious, but always had an odd expression around churches. All his siblings were dead, and his friends murdered, yet he wasn't fazed at all. He's choose an abandoned, rundown, one-story lot over a private, skyscraper hotel room. He was unfamiliar with the most basic bits of pop culture, but could recite the date of every Solstice off the top of his head.
Even without his inexplicable appearance in the ruins of a Tower—nothing about Minwoo made any logical sense.
So, of course Ma Seong-Un couldn't help but be terribly fascinated.
Minwoo tilted his head at him, and Seong-Un could swear he had never seen someone act so naturally condescending. Not without being a CEO's heir or a word class idol.
“How old do I look to you?”
“Early to mid-twenties.” Seong-Un’s voice was clipped as he rattled off the estimate, straight from Rogue’s too-thin profile on him.
“Okay, I'm 24 then.” Minwoo spoke in a shit-eating tone, making it clear he was choosing a number from the middle on purpose.
“Alright then.” Seong-Un simply wrote child, knowing his team would edit it in post. “Birth date?”
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soft as sheepskin, stretched over a wolf’s skull by xXx_HELIOPHOBIA_xXx
Fandom: I was the Final Boss
Completed: 09/04/23
Work/Series ID: 46355026Work Summary
Cha Minwoo was an anomaly.
He wasn't religious, but always had an odd expression around churches. All his siblings were dead, and his friends murdered, yet he wasn't fazed at all. He's choose an abandoned, rundown, one-story lot over a private, skyscraper hotel room. He was unfamiliar with the most basic bits of pop culture, but could recite the date of every Solstice off the top of his head.
Even without his inexplicable appearance in the ruins of a Tower—nothing about Minwoo made any logical sense.
So, of course Ma Seong-Un couldn't help but be terribly fascinated.
Minwoo tilted his head at him, and Seong-Un could swear he had never seen someone act so naturally condescending. Not without being a CEO's heir or a word class idol.
“How old do I look to you?”
“Early to mid-twenties.” Seong-Un’s voice was clipped as he rattled off the estimate, straight from Rogue’s too-thin profile on him.
“Okay, I'm 24 then.” Minwoo spoke in a shit-eating tone, making it clear he was choosing a number from the middle on purpose.
“Alright then.” Seong-Un simply wrote child, knowing his team would edit it in post. “Birth date?”
The comm in his ear buzzed with an explanation from the team watching through the hidden cameras.
“Sol Invictus is the Roman sun god, sometimes known as Helios or ‘The Unconquered Sun’. December 25th was when his birthday was celebrated with a festival -”
Seong-Un muted the comm with a click on his keyboard. Did this kid know what irony meant? And what the hell kind of nut job thought of Sol Invictus before they thought of Christmas?
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