before you disappear into the night, i take you into my eyes

Magic Island was, in a sense, a club like any other. Standing near the main boulevard, where the two main roads connected and where hundreds of thousands of people passed every day, it had a huge clientele of young people. Drinks were poured in gallons and served to those with visibly fake IDs, the music was loud enough to drown out all the sounds inappropriate for such public place. It was a sinful spot that people would turn their heads away from during the day, but it didn’t really matter – as soon as the clock hit 5:53pm, nothing mattered. The beginning of Blue Hour, club’s program, was signalized by the neon sign turning from ashy gray to bright cerulean and just like a regular lamp lures in moths, such glare had the same effect on everyone around.  or: dumb college students shenanigans! au - beomgyu isn't gay! or is he? *suspenseful music plays*