"Hey," the man says, sending me a small wave.
I smile at him and nod in acknowledgement.
"What a weird layout," the man says, scratching his head in confusion. "It's weird, right?"
His expression is so over-the-top, I know the layout is absolutely on purpose.
"What are you the guide of? Hallways?" I ask.
"Priority," he says, an eyebrow lifting. "But feel free to call me Hoseok."
"Priority," I repeat, frowning as I try to think of how walking to my desk is going to pull some sense of priority from me.
"Well, what are you waiting for?" Hoseok asks, gesturing for me to move forward. "Go on."
This is too easy. What's the catch?
Putting one foot in front of the other in apprehension, I take slow steps down the hallway.
That's when I realize the catch.
No matter how many steps I take, it's like I'm walking in place; I'm getting no closer to my desk.
"Weird," Hoseok says.
"Stop saying that," I grumble as I continue to try to get closer, but to no avail.
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Fanfiction"Seems like time has stopped. Oh that would be my first death I been always afraid of." A journey of self-discovery.
