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My work routine is easy. well, should be and I prayed for it as well. Aside from my alarm ringing beside me, I got zero intention to start my day—my eyes are still glued shut, ‘quietly’ enjoying the warm hug from my blanket.
“Mimu.” I heard a soft squeak. ‘Huh?’ I raised my eyelids in confusion about the source—i live alone.
“ARRGHHHHHHH!” I jumped from my bed, pushing my very comfortable blanket aside. What the—?? Was that a living marshmellow??
“Miiiimu!” A weird white marshmallow looking and IT'S ALIVE? How does it jump? Is this a dream– did someone fucking move me into a reality show?
“What the fuck?! Where–” I quickly scan my surroundings, to my horror; I found no cameras whatsoever hanging on my wall and my room still has my own touch of messiness. There’s no freaking way my room would be allowed to air on national television.
The reality started to sink in, I looked for something to use as a self defence —even if that was just an eyelash curler, I happened to put it on my bedside.
“Miii!!” It squeaks again, its eyes turn from excited to scared. Soon enough another marshmallow ran in front of the first one, shielding the first marshmallow. The second one is different, it has gray ears instead of pink.
“Muhmoo!!” Yep, this one is angry-one. It looks like it wanted to protect the first one from me.
“Huh? What are you guys? Marshmellow?” The first one or pink-eared one suddenly ran away from the second one.
“Hey! What do you—” I quickly grasp onto its intention, the pink one is running to my phone. But right before I could catch that pink eared marshmellow, it jumped to escape my phone and it disappeared into a weird glitch.
“What the fuck?? Huh, it disappeared?”
The gray eared marshmallow jumped in joy, seemingly proud of his friends. “Muhmo-muhmo!”
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“Hello. Asterum is calling for you, we will bring you to Asterum.”
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“What Asterum? What is that, a pool?” Not even a second after my guess, the pink marshmallow jumped from my phone and grabbed my right hands. And soon I found two marshmallows holding my hands.
“WHAT?!”
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“Mission Started in 3… 2… 1…”
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1: Hello Asterium
This is a joke. No, my life IS a joke—because tell me, two seconds ago I was sleeping soundly at home and the next is I’m standing on a big lake with earth looking at me. This would turn out worse if I ended up alone but turns out there's more of the marshmallow guys. Other than the pink and gray one, there's three more I’ve never seen before.
‘Blue, black and yellow—oh the yellow one is cute’
“Miimu! Mimuuu!” The pink one ran into me. I go down on my knees and stretch my arms to hold that pink marshmallow on my hand. I feel my knees wobbling after looking down. The floor was a big blue lake, I'm not a big fan of water—especially if they're deep.
I tried to focus on something else, anything to forget that I'm literally standing on top of a lake. “Uh.. hi, you’re the one who jumped at my phone.. Mimu?” I commented, since they keep saying it over and over. It should be their name or something. Once again they shrug its big head, before letting out a squeak, “Miiiimu!”
I'm not sure if this marshmallow family would even understand me, but the fact that they keep responding eases me enough to keep talking. Maybe, Miimu was trying to correct my pronunciation??
“Oh– Miimu, a long vowel. Got it!” Miimu jumps happily, this is the first time I saw a marshmallow this cute and how did that small body hold up that big head...? A glitch then followed with a sudden appearance of Miimu’s friends on top of my hand; this time it growled...? “Muhmo! Muhmooo!”
“Um.. Hi Muhmo.. I kinda want to know you guys more but... Why did you guys take me here?” The blue one transported himself onto my hands, the same glitch appeared again.
‘So the glitch was their thing?’
Unlike Miimu and Muhmo, the blue one jumped and climbed himself up towards my neck.
“EH?? WHY YOU?? HEH!” I yelled and panicked, I didn’t sign up for this, “And why are your friends holding onto my feet?!”
I swear to God or any entities out here, I hear this dang marshmallow squeaked onto my ears, “Myemu~”
That was all I remembered before my sight turned dark.
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“So you're saying we needed a healer in my party?! HEck nah! No healing all the way!”
“Oh! Just wait till you get to level 200, you’re still at the baby level” Eunho replied while swaying his hands above Bamby’s head, his snarky remarks were enough to raise Bamby’s blood level above his own height.
“WHAT DA YA SAY TO ME?!”
Noah rolled his own eyes, not bothering to look at the two famous Tom and Jerry couples fighting not far from him. ‘It was a miracle that I survived this school—’
Seongwhi Highschool.
Noah standing still by the subway canopies, shaking his head as he averts his eyes somewhere else. It was a normal sight for him anyways, Bamby and Eunho always fight—wait, no bicker something small. It could be because of the Seonghwi School effect.
Noah mindlessly looks at his phone, minding his own business as he waits for a certain junior to come by—-tapping his feet onto the paving bricks, clearly bored out of his mind. He raises his head and looks at the blue sky; even after summer has ended, it is still too hot for his preference. But at least the weather forecast said there's no rain for today. or else he will be in a bit of trouble.
Luckily, he didn’t see anyone wearing his school uniform—maybe one, but that guy was too busy listening to music to notice him anyway. Which means, less interaction before the real war of ‘what did you do this summer?’ begins.
Tap tap
Someone tapped on Noah's shoulder, followed by a small ‘excuse me’ from his back.
“Yeah?”
“Is this yours?” A male student, same uniform, blue hair a—hes the guy from Twelve Station?!
Noah looked down at his hand, a fog of confusion faded away after looking at the item. It was his keychain, a yellow eared snow bear(Noah forgot the name and called it a yellow eared snow bear after that.)
“Oh yeah! It is..Thank you um…”
“Nam Yejun. I'm in my third year.”
“We are the same then, I'm Noah.” The conversation was cut cold. Yejun bid his goodbye to Noah and waved his hand with a thin smile on his face. Noah curses himself for not being able to make that conversation less awkward. But at least he got his name, Yejun, maybe it will be useful next time.
TAK TAK TAK TAK
A loud footstep coming from the stairs behind him, followed with a loud yelling echo calling for him “Noah-hyung! Im sorry, Im sorry!!”
Ah, there it is. Yuu Hamin. The same dark hair with that sprouts and did he get taller during the summer?? “YAhh! This crazy guy is finally here; hey, did you get taller again?”
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Yejun couldn’t believe it. Did Noah know about the missing webtoon series? How did he know about Myemomimu? The series was discontinued and already left the shelf since ages ago; how did Noah get the first ever merchandise that he isn’t aware of?
The question was left lingering in the air as Yejun climbed the stairs to his class.
Oh, just for your information, Yejun is a club member of the unofficial LMS club. Lost media society, he was there due to his curiosity of the lost webtoon media. Especially after someone in his group was able to crack the old webtoon website and capture all the panels that were once published by 3v3r.
He has seen the same yellow eared character on some of the leaked panels. It could be just a mistake or maybe a glitch, since the protection coding was still running in the background. But to see the same thing twice, yeah, Yejun would’t think this is just a coincidence.
Yejun quickly brings up his phone, eyes widened but still trying to not nerd out in public.
LMS–01:
Does anyone know if 3v3r did release merchandise for his series?
LMS-xx(:
Huh? Never think of that, I’ll search it up later. Club meeting?
LMS-01:
Sure.
Just when Yejun wanted to put his phone down to his pocket, a loud ring stopped him from moving.
Yu-Na’ Teacher:
[Yejun-ssi, there will be a new student. Please meet me at my chair, thank you.]