A path is not simply for walking, its purpose lies in moving forward and improving oneself. ".....I am doing something, professor" he said as he leaned forward so that he could wrap the cloak around him. "I'm watching others work. It's called observation" he grinned. ...But fine, okay"
With a groan, he got up from the stage and picked up his flashlight and vaguely wondered who's birthday it was today. Whoever it was, he hoped they had a great day today. Cause everyone deserved to have a nice birthday!
He turned to actually be productive and help the others out and he moved to a row of candles that were still lit and once reaching them he stared at the flickering light. Scratching the back of his, wondering what he was doing on this side of the room, the Hufflepuff began to walk backwards as if that would jump his memory. 1 step. 2 steps. 3 "AH!" he suddenly exclaimed and clapped his hands which still held the flashlight and as he looked down at it and he wondered when he had picked it up.
Wait what was he supposed to do again? Why was he so unfocused? was this all a very weird dream? The fifth year pulled up the sleeve of his robe and began pinching himself. Nope. That hurt! Definitely not dreaming T__T
Hearing the next instructions to walk back to the professor with the items, Minjae turned on his heels and walked to him, leaving the candles burning behind him.
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