WHO ARE YOU?|ATEEZ FANFIC (In Editing Progress)

Chapter 54|Empty school halls

Completely on his own, intimidated by the surroundings of the dark hallways with the flickering lamps that hung halfway from the ceiling and gave the impression that they would fall on Yeosangs head at any moment, the open lockers that smelled like something had died in there and classrooms that weren't particularly inviting to take part in class, Yeosang walked through the building. The excitement and pride that he was allowed to take on such an important task all by himself, that his friends trusted him so much, evaporated the moment he turned away from them and was replaced by fear and loneliness. Suddenly he didn't want to look for that stupid manual anymore. He wanted to turn around immediately and run to Jongho, who looked at him amused and took his hand. He and Wooyoung would probably have offered to go with him so that the three of them could look for the manual, but Yeosang was too proud at that moment to admit how scared his mission suddenly made him. Instead, he had set off with quick steps and climbed the stairs at the end of the hallway to begin his search on the top floor of the building. He started with the hallways themselves. He worked his way from locker to locker, fighting his way through the flimsy paper, cobwebs and dirt, fighting his urge to gag. Not infrequently he felt disgusting little spiders and other creepy-crawlies tickling his fingers, crawling onto his hand and trying to crawl up his arm, jerking back whimpering and whining, shaking his whole body violently to throw all the creatures away, and then pouted. He hated his job. There wasn't even a clue where to look for the manual, so he had to rummage through everything, every room, every corner, to have even a slim chance of finding the manual. He didn't even know what it looked like. What color it was, whether it was small like a diary or large like an atlas. He had no idea how to tell. As he had just rummaged through the first row of lockers - his hands were completely dirty and Yeosang felt disgustingly musty - the mint-haired man suddenly heard the sound of the speakers in the ceiling turning on to play an announcement.

"Dear students, it's one to zero for the school against Ateez," the robotic voice announced and Yeosang grimaced.

"Oh damn. "You've lost," he mumbled as the announcement continued.

»The motorcycle race on the Zwischenhof starts in a few minutes. Good luck." with that the speakers switched off again and the hallway was quiet again. The only noise Yeosang could hear was his nervous breathing and the sound of the power connections in the lamps, which were interrupted every few seconds by loose contacts, causing them to flicker. The soft humming gave the mint-haired boy a headache and he grumbled and rubbed his forehead in frustration.

»It will be fine. As long as they don't put Wooyoung on the motorcycle, nothing should go wrong." He said, amused at the idea of seeing Wooyoung on a motorcycle. Not that Wooyoung wouldn't be able to do it, but he would most likely be a little scared and then need a certain blonde muscle man to give him a hug. Yunho and Mingi would probably be good choices for the race. Or Jongho. Yeosang himself would also like to take part. As far as he knew, he had never been on a motorcycle before, let alone driven one, but he was sure he would enjoy it, with the wind in his face and the houses rushing past him. If only it wasn't tied to competition... For the competition they had to make the best decision and that was to let Yunho, Mingi or Jongho drive. Maybe even Seonghwa. Whether Hongjoong would do well on a motorcycle was questionable, just like San. San would look like the baddest bad boy in town on it, but whether he could ride it was the real question and somehow Yeosang doubted that. After the interruption, through announcing the bad news for his team, Yeosang went back to work, searching the remaining lockers on the floor, but to no avail. All that rummaging and rummaging through the dirt that was in the lockers was in vain because he couldn't find anything that even remotely looked like a manual or a book in general. Just loose leaves, dirt and spiders. Frustrated, he opened the door to the first classroom he found and entered somewhat hesitantly. A shiver came over him and he wrapped his arms around his upper body. A cool breeze blew through an open window on the other side of the room, leaving unpleasant goosebumps on the boy's skin. He took a few steps into the classroom and looked around. The tables had all been pushed against the walls and the associated chairs were set up in a circle in the middle of the room and in the middle of this circle there was a metal box that was locked with a lock. Suspicious. What could be important enough to lock away if not a manual that would help him and his friends? Annoyed, Yeosang walked towards it. He made his way between two chairs, crouched down in front of the box and reached for the small lock.