Yesteryear

Act IV: Nottingham

Wooyoung hadn't told Seungyoun all the details about his stay in Norway. He didn't have the heart to worry his friend about the horrific experiences with the sacrificial well that haunted him in his dreams. In the three weeks it took Yongguk to find a goal beyond England, Wooyoung had worked some of his terror out. In a job as dreamy as his, it was easy to brush things off as being unreal or just part of a movie. His fixation with San and the wind of change his discovery brought into their institute also masterfully distracted Wooyoung from too many worries.

Seungyoun had been over the moon when Wooyoung told him how the same person he had met three times by now turned out to be an immortal. Out of respect for him and his missing past, Yongguk had advised against making this investigation about him, but he fully supported the idea of Wooyoung teaming up with him in his future travels.

Wooyoung had left out the juiciest bits, but he felt as if his friends saw right through him. Whenever he shifted the topic to complain about the cold sea of Norway, however, they dropped their knowing glances.

After Wooyoung had got his well-deserved rest and wrote about his theories of how San's condition might fit together, which both Mingi's and Yunho's theories, he was giddy to see San again. Two days before he left and after Yongguk had announced with grandeur that he would send Wooyoung to see Leonardo DaVinci and his apprentice after he was done in England, Wooyoung made the best of his holiday. Seungyoun had already taken off from his visit at Wooyoung's place at noon muttering about puffed sleeves and leggings. Sleepy, Wooyoung had been discarded on his couch while the television flickered with some program in the darkness of his room.

Wooyoung had thought a lot about San recently. It came naturally. The man got mentioned when it was about work and when Seungyoun gasped once more about the story of how he had fought a boar for Wooyoung. Wooyoung's mind also supplied his visuals and voice whenever Wooyoung stood in the shower and couldn't help the heat in his veins. He missed the man, and the more hours he spent thinking about him, the more often his heart tugged at Wooyoung as if it wanted him to go to the institute and jump through the nearest door.

He promised himself patience. San might not even be at the same place as him this time. The stories about immortality were countless, and only if they saw each other in England, Wooyoung could tell him to meet him in Florence.

Yet, as Wooyoung sleepily blinked his eyes at his phone to check the time, his mind wandered again.

This time when he went to the AppStore, he didn't hesitate to download that dating application he had been eying. For the entire time it took to download, Wooyoung bit at his nails. When it was finally completed, he rolled onto his stomach to open the nonsense app. The horror film on TV gathered none of his attention, not even with screaming women and kids.

When the program required him to complete his profile first before he could go on the hunt for matches, he tapped away at his phone impatiently. He skipped a profile picture and just called himself Woo. The basic interests he gave himself were eating, movies, and gaming.

As soon as he got a little thumbs up for completing his task, Wooyoung went on his hunt. In the search bar, he typed any stupid name he came up with that would include San in it. Lysander, Sandro, Jonas (since he wasn't sure he switched it up sometimes.) He even googled some more names to type them all in. After checking a few hundred profiles and finding none that sounded even remotely like the man he was searching for, Wooyoung toggled the options. He searched only in Europe, searched for people around his age, all that.

The hours passed while he just amused himself on his chase. He found the oddest people on that app, but no San. Dejected, he gave up when his phone read 3 o'clock in the morning. Once he had thrown the program into his phone's bin, he rolled on his back again to blink against the ceiling with tired eyes.