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Seoho was bored. He saw Chan bent over his laptop, likely working on something for Stray Kids. He sidled up behind him and touched a finger to his shoulder.
Chan looked up in horror at the realization and said, “NO, Seoho, don’t do it!”
Everything around the two of them went still, as Seoho activated Chan’s power of Time, having used his own Copy power to share it.
“You know how dangerous my power is, right?” Chan asked sternly.
Seoho went to the window. Their brothers were frozen below while playing soccer. Birds were stuck in mid-flight overhead. Even the water droplets spraying out of the fountain top were stationary.
“So this is what it looks like to you,” he said, glancing back at him. “God-like stuff for sure.”
Chan gestured and Seoho felt time resume. “Exactly why I’m selective in how I use it; it’s not for fun.”
It could be, though, Seoho thought, picturing an inanimate Leedo being dressed in a bunny suit while time was stopped.
Chan worried about the tiny smile he saw as Seoho turned and left.