The situation inside the house was crisply different from what Somi imagined: as soon as Mingi and she crossed the threshold and slipped out of their shoes to park them on the shoe rack on their right, they were welcomed with a rather lively situation, which consisted in San and Yeosang pacing back and forth pensively whilst muttering something incomprehensible with a low voice; Seonghwa vigorously stirring something in a pot; Yunho sitting on the sofa with folded arms and closed eyes, looking as if he was sleeping next to a Wooyoung in the same position... But upside down; finally, Hongjoong descended the stairs right at that moment and the room temperature immediately reduced, just like Somi's determination.

When the door clicked behind the just-come couple, the movement inside the open space seemed to stop completely as if someone external had pushed the pause button. Slowly, six heads turned around and their eyes were now glued on Somi, who wished to be able to grow smaller until she disappeared. 

Hongjoong halted his steps on the stairs and, with hands and fingers intertwined behind his head, exclaimed "Oh, the special guest of the evening is here!" Then he roughly pointed his elbow to one of the sofas, "Please, take a seat, we're honoured to have you here." He added before curving his lips into a mocking grin. Clearly, in the morning he was used to having breakfast with a bowl of rice and sarcasm, or maybe, he was born with mockery flowing in his veins instead of blood. 

However, considering the fact that he was salty already before knowing what Somi had to say, the girl opted to follow his orders and sit down in the corner on the grey couch, fidgeting even with the fingers of her feet. A few seconds after, her thighs were covered by a ball of white fur, that only belonged to Zoomies, which had chosen Somi's legs as her sleeping spot the blonde girl couldn't resist and began to pet her, melting as the adorable purrs became louder and the cat started to roll on her back to receive some belly scratches. 

Yeosang scoffed while sitting on the sofa before Somi and next to Yunho, "Would you look at that cat? She doesn't do that with me, every time I try to pick her up she bites me!"

"Maybe she doesn't like you." Replied Mingi nonchalantly as he settled in next to Somi, their legs brushing, "Maybe, for her sense of smell, you stink and she doesn't want to be around you."

Yeosang was about to stand up and throw his hands to Mingi when Seonghwa interrupted their bickering by reaching the table in a white and turquoise apron holding a big pot containing a huge portion of tteokbokki and udon immersed in a fuming, spicy and red broth with vegetables. "Alright! Dinner is ready! Shut up and eat." 

"Damn, hyung." Exclaimed Wooyoung, finally shifting into a normal position when he sat on the floor with his legs crossed under the coffee table between the two couches, "You cooked for an entire army!"

The man in the apron cocked one of his eyebrows, "As if there'll be leftovers. I bet the pot will be cleaner than when I wash it, at the end of the dinner." And he undid the knot behind his back to take off the pinny, "Moreover, Somi's here, so I dosed the quantities taking account of her too." He explained, taking his spot next to Yeosang. The girl was surprised to hear such words coming from one of the members that weren't Mingi and she almost blushed when she comprehended that Seonghwa didn't look at her as a threat. At least, she hoped so. 

Eventually, San sat beside Wooyoung and Hongjoong clearly in front of Somi with his usual smirk on his lips. Everyone slipped on the floor, ready to enjoy the courses the oldest male had prepared that could make anyone starve only by looking at their aspect. The group started eating and soon the living room echoed only the slurping sounds and hums of appreciation, the only female in the room could also enjoy Zoomies purring which didn't stop even when she changed her position. 

"So," Began San, protruding his back a little on the table to look at Some that were right on the opposite side of the table, "What did you want to talk about?" He inquired whilst reaching for a slice of spicy cucumber. 

Somi searched for Mingi's support by exchanging quick glances and he nodded at her. She placed the chopsticks on the table and cleared her voice while nervously brushing her hands on the fabric of her jeans to dry the sweat that was covering her palms. The male next to her, noticing her insane and damaging anxiety, grasped the closest hand he could reach, without the others witnessing, and tightened his fingers, demonstrating to the blonde woman that she wasn't alone and he was there to support her. 

The stupor and the shivers that stung her skin were hard to hide but she managed to unload all of her nervousness by grasping his hand tighter, to which he replied with a brush on her thigh with his thumb. She took a deep breath, it was the right moment to reveal her talent. 

"There's something I haven't told you." She started in a murmur. 

Before she could proceed, a murmur caught everyone's attention, despite being almost a whisper, "What a surprise." Taunted Yunho whilst nibbling on a piece of tofu.

His ironic tone discouraged Somi, making her lower her head and feeling small in front of his demeanour, "I start by saying that it's something out of the ordinary, and for that, if you don't believe me it's completely justifiable." That statement seemed to have alimented the guys' curiosity since they looked at each other with puzzled expressions, wondering what she was referring to. "I have visions, I can see events that occurred in the past and the future but I can't distinguish them as they have no time references. I like to call them Déjà-vu because the feeling is the same." She paused, hesitantly analysing everyone's face before deciding whether to proceed or stop and waiting for questions. Though, when she stated that everyone was literally hanging from her lips, she decided to explain her gift more in-depth, "These visions materialise in my brain when I touch something or someone or when someone touches me that has a particular impact in my life. They are unpredictable, there's no certainty that touching a determined object or person I'll be able to see something. However," She moved her eyes on Mingi, silently warning him that what she was about to explain was a detail new to him too, "I think I can engage the déjà-vu voluntarily, I'm still experimenting with it, though."

Somi stopped a second time, leaving the boys a bit to store that odd information. The pressure on her hand intensified and the girl shifted her stare from Mingi's hand to his face which shortened the distance between her ear and his lips to whisper, "Good job."

San was the first one to comment, "Wow, I didn't expect something like that." And fished a handful of udon before laying them on the spoon, "How can you do that?" He finally inquired before slurping his food. 

Somi tightened her shoulders, genuinely grateful that someone had listened to her words and wished to know more, "I don't know, I was born like this." 

Wooyoung stretched his back on the table, almost making Yeosang tip over, "Hey," He uselessly called Somi and the light blue contact lenses he was wearing was making his eyes shinier, "Did you see anything about me? Will I become a millionaire?" 

The woman giggled sheepishly, "Not at the moment, but who knows?"

Hongjoong intertwined his fingers on the table, piercing Somi before him with his cold and emotionless eyes, "Did you happen to see anything about Ateez? Anyone of us?"

She was already expecting that question, and that was the reason it didn't take much effort for her to reply, "Yes, basically, I saw all of you: Seonghwa was the first that ever appeared the same night where you visited my shop and bought instant ramen and strawberry candies." The person concerned widened his eyes, "In the same vision, I spot Mingi. The night when I first met all of you I had my first déjà-vu about you as a group. You were talking about Jongho and explaining the situation, which happened the following morning too."

Seonghwa's face was almost sparkling with scepticism, "That's ama-"

"This is bullshit." Claimed sternly Yunho as he violently slammed the metal chopsticks on the wooden coffee table, "And you expect us to believe you?!"

Mingi whipped his head to flash his comrade with a glance, "Watch your mouth."

Yeosang jumped on his pillow, shaking Wooyoung's body a little that was still in the same position as before, "Wait. Mingi, do you believe her?" He asked while pointing his long and narrow finger at the girl. 

The consulted man nodded and pressed his plump lips into a thin line, "Yes, I do."

Yunho threw his head back whilst exploding into a fake and ironic laugh whereas his fingers never stopped playing with the small glass of soju. That chuckle made Mingi's nerves pop and blood boil in his veins, a reaction that didn't surprise Somi alone, but also the rest of the members that were supposed to be the ones to know him better. "Of course you do. You're her puppy now, she got you wrapped around her fingers for good." And shook his head in disbelief. 

For a brief second, equal to a blink of an eye, Somi and Wooyoung's stares chained and the male read resignation in her orbs. If there was something he could do for her to thank her for forgiving him when he started shouting in front of her the first time she came to the headquarters, it needed to be done right at that moment, and he perfectly knew what to say, "I saw it." And his eyes froze on Yunho, who was glaring at him. 

Somi, on the other hand, seemed as if she had come back to life, Wooyoung could clearly notice her shoulders setting upright and her pale visage lightening up. The male, who that night wasn't wearing a bandana or a ponytail as she was used to seeing him, had no idea what it meant for her to receive his support and to take her side. She was glad that someone besides Mingi was believing her.

Yunho, nonetheless, wasn't convinced and was now gazing at the younger male with a challenging expression, calling him out to distract his stare and give up. Until that night, none of the members had ever dared to question Yunho's words and the fact that he was now being cut in by a random stranger was enraging him. Somi was fearing fire and brimstone but when he closed his eyes and smirked with only a corner of her lips she realised that Yunho wasn't the type of guy to speak with his hands. "The leash doesn't look good on you, Wooyoung." He simply observed, but that was enough to make everyone gasp. "It's easy to explain your talent when you have already lived those situations." He moved his back and threw daggers at the girl who shivered, "I want facts." And Somi gulped, "Now." 

San landed one of his hands on the oldest shoulder to catch his attention, "Hyung, she just said she's still experimenting with this. I don't think you should force her." The worry was real on the blonde male's face and was silently begging Yunho to give up with his asshole attitude. San in the first place had doubts regarding Somi's actions, he even started to believe she was the one who kidnapped Jongho, but after the revelation of her secret, he eventually started to change his mind. 

The woman held his stare without any trace of hesitation. He needed proof she was sincere? So be it.