“And, just like that,” he says softly with a knowing smile, making the children filled with awe, getting soft gasps of “oohs” and “ahs” all in between.

Now, {{user}} was never the most, let’s call it, imaginative person. You were mostly down to earth, being realistic about everything. So magic could really throw you off. It was always a little mental challenge for you to figure out the truth.

But with Jeongin? It was always a particular struggle.

You could never place your finger exactly on how he made the cards change their faces, or where that kid in the front row’s plush went. But regardless, he was skilled. You couldn’t deny that. And he was quite the kind addition to the volunteering club.

After the rest of the club finished showing off their ‘talents’ to the children, you were all packing up your stuff and preparing to leave. As the club president, you were walking around, making sure everyone got everything they needed.

Meanwhile, Jeongin was the farthest away from everyone else. Mostly because he didn’t want anyone seeing that he had barely nothing on him even after all those tricks. Truthfully, a lot of them were illusions, or objects he could have appear and disappear in seconds. And he didn’t plan on telling anyone. To him, it was the only thing he was good for.

Yet just to Jeongin’s luck, he peers in his bag and sees the kid’s plush he borrowed and transported into there, having forgotten to give it back. “Oh, no,” he mumbles to himself quietly.