The four elements | Seongjoong

San: YEET!

It had been a week since they joined the camp, and Wooyoung still couldn't decide whether he liked the place. Classes did improve a little, he loved astronomy of all. The amazing patterns of the stars in the night sky, or the huge galaxies that spread out for miles out of the earth. It was amazing how vast the universe was, the teacher went on and on until Wooyoung felt as insignificant as a grain of sand.

"And he doesn't even talk to me! I have tried a million times now. He doesn't even come for detention." Wooyoung was telling Seonghwa as they sat at the lunch table, Wooyoung was venting about San. "What does he think he is? I hate him so much. He acts like he is the only one out there. You know, you found a better friend, at least he comes over to ask you to join him."
"Hongjoong's cool. And maybe San's detention is just over." Seonghwa said.
"Yeah, and Yeosang was right, San is definitely on some weird shit. At first I felt like he was some cool mysterious guy, but turns out he's probably just stupid." Wooyoung was saying.
"I don't know, if he doesn't speak then you can't say." Seonghwa said.
"Oh I can, he only nods or replies with a 'hm' when I am talking, he's so boring and I-" Wooyoung stopped when he saw Seonghwa's expression change, he was looking over Wooyoung's shoulder, worryingly. He looked back at Wooyoung, his face literally saying: you messed up.

Wooyoung sighed, without turning to see what's behind. "He's right behind me, ain't he?"
Seonghwa nodded.
Wooyoung finally turned, to see San looking at him with some papers in his hands.
"I... was... just kidding. I didn't mean it at-" Wooyoung managed.
"You have some letters." San cut his sentence. He put some envelopes on the table, his face blank, and then turned and walked away, without saying another word.
"Fuck me." Wooyoung said in monotone.
"Stop cursing, will you?" Mingi said.
"Well I can't if things keep being like this." Wooyoung said.
"You didn't have to talk so bad about him, he isn't that bad." Seonghwa said.
"I know he isn't, but he's just weird." Wooyoung told him.
"I told y'all. But Wooyoung this time, you messed up. He looked sad." Yeosang said.
"I don't care." Wooyoung said.
Well, he did care.
Wooyoung left his food unfinished, and went to the kitchen, to wash dishes for his detention.

The day went well, atleast Wooyoung managed to get no burns in alchemy. He even got through the history class without a scolding from Yunghoon. Everything was well, except the fact that San was avoiding him now. He kept his attention on the classes for the most time, which was usual. But he left the classes quickly, and came late, giving Wooyoung no chance to make it upto him. He was nowhere to be seen during the breaks, he would usually be seen having a snack in the evenings or in the common room. But he was nowhere, which was strange.

It was time for dinner, Wooyoung was in no mood eat. He went straight to the kitchen to complete his detention. He kept thinking about San. He felt bad for the boy, as much as he felt guilty. Wooyoung regretted speaking like that about him. After all, he didn't really know him.

He came out of the kitchen, looked around the hall. He couldn't see San anywhere. Wooyoung grew concerned as he realised San was skipping his dinner as well. He went over to his friends.
"Have you guys seen San?" he asked.
"Um, no, why?" Seonghwa asked.
"I haven't apologised yet. Didn't get the chance." Wooyoung told him.
Wooyoung plopped on the seat next to Mingi.
"You ain't eating?" Yeosang asked.
"Not hungry actually." Wooyoung told him.
"You have to eat, hungry or not." Jongho said.
"He's right." Mingi joined.
"Guys I don't really-" Wooyoung started saying.
"Black noodles for him." Jongho said, leaning over Wooyoung's plate.
The noodles appeared, Wooyoung sighed.
"Eat." Jongho said.
Wooyoung heard Seonghwa chuckle, he sighed and then started with his noodles, not really enjoying them. He ate just for the sake of his friends.

It was not until nine o'clock, when Wooyoung decided to do some astronomy homework, that he finally saw San.

Wooyoung wasn't in the mood to do anything, and it was one of those rare times when even music didn't help, so when others went to the hospital, Wooyoung decided to head to the observatory, to study astronomy. He climbed the marble stairs, finally to the seventh floor, where the observatory was. He opened the door to the huge balcony. Laying his eyes on the multiple telescopes placed neatly.

Wooyoung was about to put his book on the table and lean over the telescope, when he saw a dark figure on the wall at the edge of the roof. Someone was there. And why were they pacing on a wall so high? With obvious chances of falling from the seventh floor and literally dying. Wooyoung grew concerned.

He walked over to the figure who was pacing slowly, but nonstop. When he got closer, he was surprised to see it was actually San. Wooyoung gasped, "San!"
San stopped pacing, looked at him. He jumped down the wall,making Wooyoung gasp again.
"Are you insane?! Just one wrong step and you could have died!" Wooyoung told him as he went closer.
San didn't reply, he just turned around.
Wooyoung grew frustrated, he went closer to San and shook his shoulders, "You! What's your problem?! Did you want to die?" Wooyoung yelled at him, "And why aren't you saying anything? Answer me!"
San did not struggle in Wooyoung's hold, he kept his eyes down, "Sorry." he spoke so quietly Wooyoung wouldn't have heard him if it wasn't for the silence.
Wooyoung left his grip on him, "Sorry? Why are you sorry?"
"For not answering you." San turned around, now resting his elbows on the wall on the edge.  Ever sparing a glance at Wooyoung.
Wooyoung didn't know what to say, he was apologising for not replying, but then he wasn't replying. What the fuck? Wooyoung thought.
"Well, then are you gonna reply? What were you doing up there?" Wooyoung asked.
San finally looked at him, but it only made Wooyoung more frustrated, because he had the same look in his eyes, the look saying that he wasn't here, like he was somewhere faraway.
San did not reply, so Wooyoung sighed, "Well, I am sorry for what happened earlier, I have this stupid personality, I tend to exaggerate things, I didn't really mean to say that I-"
"It's okay." San cut him off.
"No it's not okay!" Wooyoung said, clearly frustrated, "Can you ever try speaking more than a sentence to me? Don't you see I am here trying to be friends with you ever since I came? If you have a problem with me, just say so, there's no point in leaving me hanging around. And you're lying, of course it hurt you when I said something like that, what do you think you are?!" Wooyoung let it out.
"No, for real, it didn't hurt like you're saying, I always hear things like that about me, I am used to it by now." San spoke so softly Wooyoung had to ache his ears.
"I am sorry.."
"Don't be, it's alright." San said, and with that, he turned over and started walking away.
Wooyoung tucked at his sleeve, "Hey, you can't just go like that, what were you doing here?"
"Whatever you were doing here." San said and left, without looking back.

Wooyoung stood there defeated, it made him feel really bad for San, after hearing what the boy said. Wooyoung felt guilty, he still decided to keep bothering San in the little harmless ways. And this horrible thought occurred to him, what if San was really trying to jump off? And how was he so at ease standing at such a height, it looked like he had done it many times before. Wooyoung started to worry, he went straight down, expecting to catch up with San, but San was nowhere to be seen.

He reached the Air lounge, and the first thing he checked was the common room, San was not there either. Defeated, Wooyoung decided to hit the bed, as it was late anyways.

A/n: sorry for the not so well written chapter I personally think I did not do my best on this one. I was desperate to publish it, so here we are