Genre: Romance, Angst, AU
Warnings: Time travel, Supernatural-ish, Genderswitch
Summary: Two people from the same world, yet different time, running away from their own world to find something, found each other, instead.
*Thy comeback as a gender switch writer! Hahahaha! I noticed the lack of GS fics so I decided to make one. I’m deprived of GS fics T_____T plus I miss making Sungmin a girl. I was actually tempted to make Kyuhyun the girl here hahahaha I think it had been almost two years since I last wrote GS? OMG I’m so sorry my fellow GS lovers. T_T
*My fingers have been itching to write a plot like this
*Terms, scenes, people, places, dates, are all made up by my crazy mind; none of what you could find are similar to South Korea’s history
*I will not use terms such as ‘Jeonha,’ ‘Mama,’ ‘Agasshi,’ ‘Nauri’ and other honorifics used in the past because I feel awkward using that and of course I still had to put a note explaining it. So no, I will not do that. I will only use basic terms like ‘hyung,’ ‘noona,’ ‘oppa,’ ‘appa,’ ‘umma,’ and such.
*Expect some political stuff here which were all made up by my mind
*The entire plot had been finished, but not properly written yet. I will not make any changes haha. It’s just up to me and my lazy brain when to finish an update
*I will update like a mushroom. Please have patience with me since this is hard to write huehue
*I hope I won’t disappoint you on this one! :)
It was dark.
There were a few tall lamps giving a bit of light to the unoccupied place.
It was raining hard.
Though he cannot see anything drop on his blue glossy robe for he was beneath something tall and a tube-like thing attached on it.
He stood up and stepped out of the shelter, not even minding how the rain drenched his entire body. He looked around, unfamiliarity hitting him.
In what place am I at as of now? What do you call this place?
He had never felt this clueless. He was always used to having someone whisper him the answers to his questions; however now, only the wind whispered on his ears.
He took more steps forward, his gaze unfocused as he tried identifying everything he eyed on.
Due to the heavy rain quite blocking his hearing, he did not hear hasty footsteps towards him. And as if on instinct, his hands immediately grasped on the arms of that someone he had bumped with.
He did not know if the gloss on those beautiful doe eyes in front of him were because of the rain or something else.