fever | ateez lore story

CH 2

•san•

The class slowly fills up with students, either eager to learn to eager to leave. I'm definitely eager to leave and record more songs with Hongjoong hyung and the others.

"Hongjoong-hyung!" Wooyoung suddenly yells. That basically announces his entrance into the classroom, making everyone's heads turn. He pauses in the doorway and glances at me, then back at Hongjoong, not even greeting me but walking past, heading straight to the class captain. I find this odd, as I'm usually the one he decides to annoy this early on in the morning. But instead, he does nothing more but look at me.

Have I done something wrong?

I watch as he brushes past me, leaning down to Hongjoong's ear and whispering something. Hongjoong does he same and glances, before mirroring Wooyoung's actions and whispering something to him.

This is...oddly suspicious.

-"Good morning, class."

The teacher marches in and drops his stuff onto the desk, fixing his tie and presenting himself neatly in front of the class. He extends an arm to Hongjoong, nodding.

-"Class Captain, do the honours, please."

This means Hongjoong conducts us to greet the teacher. I hear his chair squeak as Hongjoong stands, Wooyoung jogging to his seat next to me.

-"No problem, sir. Everyone, stand up and greet he teacher."

We all stood up in unison and, like an army, greeted the teacher. Once we sit back down, I lean to Wooyoung, worries bubbling inside my head.

"Woo, did I do something wrong?" I whisper, opening my textbook to the designated page. He looks like at me like I said the most ridiculous thing on this planet, his eyebrows furrowed to closely, it scares me with the way he looks at me.

"No, why? Did you do something?" He answers with another question. Nothing about his persona is suspicious now, he just seems as calm as he was yesterday. He's acting like nothing happened just a couple seconds ago.

"I don't know, I just...never mind." I scoff, giving him a relaxed smile.

Maybe I was just over-thinking. Maybe him and Hongjoong have a problem with someone in the class, so maybe they weren't looking at me. Since Min-J sits in front of me, and we know the trouble with Min-J, maybe they were looking at him.

But I can't help but feel their eyes burning into my skull. The way they looked at me, it looked like they were planning something. But what have I done?

Huh, now that I think about it, this may be the first time my friends leave me first, instead of me leaving.

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•wooyoung•

That smile of his, it's different than usual. If San's trying to give me a reassuring smile, I know for a fact it's not that one.

He turns back to his textbook, reading over and beginning the questions. I know he's feeling as agitated as I am, but this present is a surprise. I just feel terrible for hiding it from him.

I look over my shoulder at Hongjoong-hyung, and he's giving me the exact same look; 'I feel terrible.' I press my lips together; 'me too.'

"San, I'm sorry. I didn't meant to ignore you this morning." I apologise when the teacher wasn't looking, and he turns to me again, his face brightening up.

There he is.

"Hey, it's okay. Don't worry about it." He says softly, nudging me slightly with his broad shoulder.

God, July 10th feels ages away, now that I have to hide San's present from him.