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They boarded their flights and once again stayed in their seats for six hours. Yejoon merely relaxed in his seat and thought of the six hours as a nice, long time to get away from the world and surround himself in his thoughts.

He decided to spend the rest of the summer by relaxing and would get back to work with XXX when he returned. That is if he did well in school which was a given due to his prior knowledge and education. There were not many days before school started but Yejoon decided to take it easy.

They left their planes and spent more time sitting as they had to take a taxi back to their home.

People in this city used bikes more than often but for their home which was quite a distance from the airport and their physiques which lacked, they could not use one.

Cars were not everywhere like his past world that filled the roads. Yejoon noticed how most cars were electronic and how people frowned at ones that used oil. He also noticed how most electric charging stations did not charge as much as he thought it would. They had green stamps that had a green tree and words around the tree that stated that it was reusable energy verified.

It was not very expensive due to the roads having a kinetic energy system that was a pseudo renewable energy source. Cars went through the road often and the speed at which they moved was certain to create motion or kinetic energy. The recharge stations did have to pay the government that installed these systems for this source of energy.

Though the amount of energy was not huge, it still made very good use of the fact there were many cars in motion every second.

Car creates kinetic energy, kinetic energy is turned into electric energy, electric energy is then given back to the car, and the process repeats. It was quite the cycle as less energy was needed for cars and more energy could be used on other things.

They reached their home in a short amount of time while these thoughts transpired in Yejoon's head.

The boy reached for the handle in his room and the scent that his room had retained filled his nostrils. He smiled and closed the door as he took in more of the air that had such a familiar feeling to it. His body moved around and in a minute he had changed into a comfortable set of clothes. His body met the soft mattress and the nap quickly came.

The family had been very tired from the transportation they had to partake in and rested. While Yejoon was fatigued by the flight and road time, his parents were tired from having to restrain themselv- *COUGH*

Ah, youth.

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Yejoon was thinking about a song he could write. Because it had been a while since he had done anything, he was aching to produce something and call his own. Though he had 'wrote' a song already, he was not satisfied by the fact it was not actually his.

He wracked his brain on what he could write about but nothing came to mind.

Yejoon stressed and stressed. Just why couldn't he think about something to write about?

He sighed and realized the fact he was trying to speed up too much. A song was not made in a few days. It took weeks and maybe months to create a masterpiece, something he could truly be proud of. He slumped into his seat.

"Is my class bothering you Mr. Park?"

As if a spell was broken, his eyes zoomed in on his English language teacher and his eyes darted around as if trying to find an excuse.

The teacher sighed and stated what was truly in his mind,

"I know you might be advanced and learn quicker than others but please try to pay attention as it also hurts my pride when you just daydream like that."

The man with glasses jokingly grasped the area around his heart and squeezed it in an attempt to emphasize his point. Though it was not very harsh, the meaning of the sentence was transmitted to Yejoon.

Park looked to the side and smiled embarrassedly while apologizing.

"It's fine, just think about your girlfriend some other time."

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The trio of friends gathered around and rested after their XXX classes.

"What's on your mind Joon-ah?" Mingyu had noticed his friend spacing out from the conversations frequently and finally decided to ask.

"Ah, it's just I am thinking about my next song."

"Already a step ahead, we have to keep it up hyung!" Mingyu pumped his fist up in an attempt to encourage Sanghoon.

"Of course Mingyu. Well, do you know what you want to write about?" Sanghoon glanced at Yejoon.

"I can't think about anything."

"Eh, take it easy. You're lucky and talented to have already made a top-hit song. You'll figure it out." Although the top-hit lasted a few weeks on the chart, it was nothing to scoff about for a flower that had yet to bloom.

Yejoon visibly perked up at Mingyu's statement. He looked at him and his strong gaze made Mingyu back off a few steps.

"Ah, hyung, I am afraid I do not swing that way!!" Mingyu acted as if panicking and humorously said.

Yejoon rolled his eyes and lightly jabbed his comical friend's shoulder.

"Thank you, I know what to write about now." He, of course, did not forget to thank his friend. Yejoon waved them goodbye and quickly went to a private place where he could write on his epiphany. (haha reference)

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