⇒ GWC Main Building . 3rd Floor

With impatience evident in the way his fingers tapped rhythmically against the table, Jisung eagerly awaited to hear the bell ring. And the moment it did, he was up on his feet excusing himself as he barged out of his fifth period.

Jisung had never skipped a class without a good reason before, but he made up his mind to go anywhere but his next class, Maths, where he would have to sit by himself at the back row while drowning in the feeling of missing Felix.

He skipped down the hallway and took a sharp turn to the left, bumping right into somebody. With a groan, the boy pushed himself backwards and was met with a frowning Hyunjin, who's features softened upon noticing it was just Jisung.

"Where you rushing off to?" Hyunjin questioned, adjusting his violet silk shirt.

"I don't know.." Jisung replied with a hopeless sigh. "Do you know where student records are held?"

The ravenette nodded, thinking for a while. "It's in the depository. At the back of the library."

Muttering a quick thank you, Jisung was about to rush past his friend when he was held back by the latter grabbing onto his arm. The boy threw a questioning glance at Hyunjin.

"Not here silly. Let me finish. It's in the other building."

"Oh-" Jisung grinned. "Thank you again. I'll see you later?"

"Wait." said Hyunjin, heaving a sigh right after. "Look.. If there's something going on, tell me okay?"

Jisung nodded, flashing a genuinely thankful smile. "Thanks. I need to look for something but I don't know if it'll work.."

"I'll be there with Seungmin, you go ahead." replied Hyunjin, gesturing for the brunette to leave.

⇒ GWC Building B . Library 04H

Through the dusty aisles in the dim-lit depository, Jisung brushed his fingers against rows of massive binders as he walked, examining each title. He held two binders in his hand already, which he believed held records of past students as well.

Finding nothing else seemingly useful, he trudged to the back of the voluminous room, where a lengthy wooden table lined one entire wall. Jisung dropped both heavy binders onto the table, grimacing when the impact caused dust to fly upwards.

He flipped the first file open. With the help of the little index tabs on the side, he skipped to the alphabet B, where records of each student who's first name began with B was ordered according to ascendancy.

Tracing the names with his fingers, Jisung lost hope at just the first few names. He flipped the pages to C, eyes scanning each name impatiently.

"Chaerin.. Chaeyoung.. Chahun.. Changbin- oh fuck him." Jisung mumbled, cursing the name under his finger as he skipped it profusely, with a scowl warping his face. "Changgu, Changmin.. Chanhi.. "

Jisung sighed, more like a grunt as he shut the binder close, once again grimacing when dust particles made way towards his face. "It's not here..."

"What's not here?"

Jisung jolted, soon relaxing his shoulder once he recognized Seungmin's voice. "You scared me, stupid."

Hyunjin's boisterous chuckle echoed through the room as he walked closer to the brunette, with Seungmin by his side. Jisung opened the second file without looking at the two boys.

Seungmin leaned against the unclean table, eyeing the binders curiously. He swiped a finger over the table and lifted his hand, examining the thick layer of dust he just wiped.

The brunette groaned, annoyed at the content the second binder had. How useless, who would wanna know details about students' forms of transportation? So what if one came by bus while the other swam across the Pacific Ocean or teleported to school?

"What are you looking for?" questioned Hyunjin, scrunching his nose in a dramatic expression as he gagged at the lint and dirt covering the table.

"Bang Chan." Jisung replied, shutting the binder with great force. The force made Hyunjin dramatically jump away from the area because 'that dust almost got on my new shirt.'

Jisung chuckled. He then cracked his neck, which ached from looking down at the files for too long. "Do you guys know a Bang Chan here?"

Seungmin nodded apologetically. "Sorry.. Never heard of that name. Is it a boy?"

"No clue. I'm guessing it is." Jisung said, pondering what to do next. He knew his friends sensed something was not right, and he knew he should at least let them know.

"Somebody's been placing anonymous notes in my locker for days now and it creeps me out." Jisung blurted out, feeling like a weight was finally lifted off his shoulders.

Hyunjin knitted his eyebrows. "What do they say?"

"Irrelevant stuff.. But today there was one early in the morning. I don't want to let it get to me though.."

"Says the one who spent all this time looking for a Byeong.. Byeongkwan?" Hyunjin smirked, lifting a brow in amusement as he watched Jisung's face contort into an annoyed frown.

"He wasn't talking about Kpop idols you idiot." Seungmin scoffed, chuckling right after.

And at that moment, Jisung was really, really grateful to have his friends right there with him.

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When he got to last class and settled next to his friends, Jisung slowly drifted off into an ocean of thoughts as he gazed out the massive glass window. Felix's absence from his side was taking a toll on him and he didn't know how long he'd be able to remain calm. Jisung regretted not asking for the blond's phone number, or address.

He glanced to his right, both his friends were in their own little world already. Hyunjin had Seungmin's hand clasped in his, as they looked at each other with adoration in their gaze, whispering who knows what.

Jisung reached into the pocket of his jeans and grabbed a sheet of paper out. Although he didn't want to let it get to him, the note disturbed him intensely. The more he stared at it, the worse the knotting in his stomach got, twisting and turning with some sort of apprehension.

10/ did you know that seo changbin is felix's worst nightmare?

Probably.

but do you know... that there used to be one more person?

bang chan.

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