Its been a little over a week since Chonglin started training on his psychic powers. He kept his head low, trying his hardest to focus on just one person's thoughts and turning off everyone else's. It was a hard task, especially because he's never done it before. He sighed and fell back on the ground, his arms spread out.
"This is so frustrating!" Chonglin cried out. "I'm so exhausted!"
"You didn't do anything," Xiumin said, rolling his eyes. "You just sat there and talked about words that sounded weird to you."
"But I needed a break!" Chonglin said with a pout. "I had to."
"Chonglin, you need to focus," Mingming said, but froze when he heard something. "Back in position. Now."
Mingming vanished as Chonglin quickly sat up, hearing the thoughts of Sora coming closer. He did the best he could to slip back into his ropes and looked around at his friends. The door soon flew open and Sora came in, an icecream cone in hand. He smirked at them as he just stood in the doorway.
