(time stamp: this chapter occurs the day after chapter 25 in 'space')

the night sky was beautiful, no one could deny. the stars were shining brightly and it was the night of a full moon, allowing for light to illuminate everywhere. a few stray of clouds were visible, but it made the sky look even prettier.

the street jisung was walking down was dimly lit with street lamps, just enough light to allow him to see everything around him. he saw some people walking by here and there, and the blue haired male felt the cool breeze against his face. it wasn't cold or hot and jisung liked it like that.

seeing cars passing by on the road made the engine sounds echo throughout the night, ringing in the ears of the high school student, who was enjoying this peaceful night out alone. he allowed himself to calm down and let thoughts run through his mind, as if he had anything to think about.

suddenly, someone bumped into jisung from behind. he looked to see who accidentally bumped into him and saw the eyes of a familiar orange haired male, who apologized for bumping into the taller male. he then proceeded to run the direction he was going in and crossed the road.

the blue haired male watched as chenle crossed the street, but was unaware of the car speeding towards him at the speed of light. jisung saw this and tried to run over to chenle as fast as he could, arms reaching out to push the other out of harms way.

"chenle!" he yelled, trying to tell chenle to move, but it was too late. next thing the blue haired male knew, his chinese friend was lying on the ground, not moving, with the driver of the vehicle attempting to wake him up.
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"chenle!" jisung screamed, shooting up from his bed, eyes wide and breathing heavily. beads of sweat was dripping down his forehead and he tried to calm himself from what just happened.

he witnessed chenle get hit by a car.

shaking his head, the blue haired male tried to get the thought out of his head as he looked around and saw that he was in his shared dorm room, alone. he was relieved that it was just a dream, and jisung believed that dreams are the opposite of reality and whatnot. the boy looked around the room for his roommate, but chenle was nowhere to be seen and his bed was made neatly, his backpack and one pair of tennis shoes gone. looking at the open closet door, jisung also didn't see his roommate's school uniform.

then it hit him. it was monday, and it was a school day. the third year students who signed up for their trip left the morning before and would be gone the entire week. jisung looked at the clock on his nightstand and the time read '7:50.'

"shit!" he exclaimed, frantically getting out of his bed and putting on his uniform. he had ten minutes before school starts and five of those ten minutes is spent walking to school. after the blue haired boy finished changing into his uniform, he went to the bathroom and quickly brushed his teeth and hair.

"i'm here!" jisung screamed while bursting through the door. he raised his hand and was breathing heavily, trying to catch his breath by resting his other hand on his knee and bending over, his right hand still in the air for attendance.

"park jisung! you are two minutes late for history class," his teacher said to him. jisung replied by bowing to her and apologizing, promising that it would never happen again. he took his seat in the second row of the class and waited as the teacher finished taking the rest of attendance.

after she called the last person's name, the teacher put her clipboard down and told the class that she had a quick announcement. "okay, class. as you guys know, the third year students are on their trip this week, and one of the teachers from the chinese department has also gone with them. mr. zhang yixing's class will be merging with ours for the week, so if there are any open desks next to you, allow for the other students to sit there. we need to fill in as many seats as we can before the students start sitting on the floor."

a small burst of chatter was heard from the class as they tried to guess who might come through the doors and be with the class for the week. some names that were mentioned that jisung didn't recognize were cai xukun, zhu zhenting, and fan chengcheng, and many others, but what jisung was trying to figure out is if chenle would be joining his class.

the two were best friends, but they didn't know the teacher's names of each other's classes. all of chenle's teachers were in the chinese department except his music teacher, and all of jisung's teachers were in the korean department, even his chinese teacher. the blue haired boy heard about zhang yixing being a good history teacher, but didn't know if anyone he knew had him.

after a few minutes, the door opened to reveal a group of about 21 boys and girls, somewhat looking lost as majority of them looked around, since they haven't been in the main department of sm high school.

"i think this is the class," the guy who opened the door said in chinese to his classmates. some girls in jisung's class whispered the name 'wang ziyi,' referring to the tall, masculine male who opened the door.

"yangyang, you're the best at korean. introduce us!" a different male said, who goes by the name cai xukun, according to the girls around jisung.

the brown haired male was pushed up to the front of the crowd and into the classroom first, getting the attention of everyone on him. he looked around the room before landing his eyes on a familiar blue haired boy who looked back. "jisung park!"

at the same time, chenle was also being pushed up front, since both of them were the best at korean in their class. scratch that, yangyang and chenle had the best grades in korean class in the whole chinese department second to renjun due to living in korea since middle school while others moved in the late days of their third year in middle school or just moved in high school. everyone was learning slowly in the chinese department while jisung's friends were simply acing the class.

"jisung!" the orange haired male also exclaimed when he was pushed up front by his classmates. the korean boy's eyes widened as his eyes also landed on chenle. he was happy. two of his friend were going to share the same class with him for the entire week, so he would no longer be alone.

"this is the class of mr. zhang. i hope you can welcome them with open arms and get along together for the week," the teacher said, bowing to the chinese students who came from the other side of the campus. the 21 students bowed back and faced the class.

once the teacher told them to find any open seat available, chenle and yangyang headed over to where jisung was and saw two open seats: one to his left and one right behind him. the other students sat in whatever seat they could find, while the remainder of them sat on the floor up front.

as soon as everyone was settled, jisung's history teacher did attendance for mr. zhang's class and proceeded to go on with the lesson for today, since it was still a school day and she needed to teach her students.

after a long day of school and some more class merges, jisung finally arrived back to his shared dorm room. it was around 21:30 and he finished up his dance practice for today, deciding to go back home a little bit earlier. to the blue haired male's surprise, his roommate wasn't in the dorm room yet, as he usually always is by this time. jisung thought that he might have something to do in music class today after school and didn't think much of it as he went into the shower.

the blue haired male spent a good fifteen minutes in the shower, turning the water blue when he washed out his shampoo. jisung saw that his roots were growing back in and his hair color was fading when he looked inside the mirror after coming out of the shower. shrugging it off, the blue haired male put on his clothes and came out of the shower while drying his hair with a towel, staining that blue as well.

taking a look at his phone that was placed on his bed, the high school student saw a total of 127 missed calls from his friends, most of them coming from jeno and renjun. it made jisung confused, wondering why his friends were calling him so much. as he looked at his phone, another call came in from jeno and the blue haired male decided to answer his phone this time, after missing more than a hundred of them from being in the shower.

"jisung park! where are you?!" was heard immediately after the said male put his phone to his ear. jeno's scream was so loud that it almost caused jisung to go deaf. almost.

"i'm in my room. i just came out of the shower. why?" he asked through the phone.

the very next thing the light blond haired male said to jisung was enough for the blue haired boy to frantically wear his shoes, take his room keys, and leave the dorm room, rushing over to where jeno said he and everyone else was.

"chenle got hit by a car and is in the hospital!"