Hey Hey, how are you guys? This story is a one-shot, but as a prequel to Teacher and a sequel to I know I am Awesome. Teacher exists in German and English. IkIaA is only available in English until now. Still have fun at the One-Shot and if you like to, stop by the two -quels. Also, kind of lost the cover, so its a bit cut of, bcs I screenshoted it from the german version.
PS: It could also be that the days of the week and so on do not quite match. It's been a while since I wrote the pre-/sequels.
Raindrops form a small paint on the street of Tokyo. It's only drizzling slightly, but just two hours ago it stormed like it hasn't for a long time. That's probably why there was so much turbulence on the last flight from Seoul to Tokyo... the flight staff was already afraid that the plane would crash. The weather forecast has failed and so the flight was not postponed or even cancelled. But with his arrival, this teenager brought good weather. The clouds are slowly moving, the rain is only weak and the sun is making its way. A few of the rays dimly illuminate the otherwise dark alleys of the big city.
The in-ear headphones of the young dancer played old hip hop songs. The Walkman was just one of the many music devices in the big travel bag. They probably needed even more space than his clothes. He hums to the music and dances through the almost empty streets. Only a few shops were open. Most of them were gas stations or 24/7 shops. At the end of the song, the boy finds himself in one of the latter mentioned. He wanders through the compartments and looks for a drink. It was already too late for Energys... he grabs a soda and pays. Smiling, he leaves the store and is greeted by the sun.
That's a beautiful life. What was the easiest way to forget your big first love? Exactly! You leave the country and concentrate on school.
His eyes wander up the building in front of him. That must be 10 gloors at least. He digs through his pocket in search of the little piece of paper with the address. Apartment number 312. Either that was pretty high up, or the apartment numbers started pretty high up. The young man sighs. Just before he could ring the bell, a bright voice sounded behind him.
"Hey, are you Hoseok?"
Hoseok POV
I quickly turn around. Almost too fast. If I hadn't been training on my balance for years, I would probably be overturned.
The girl behind, or now in front, of me smiles at me after my reaction.
"I'm Shimoto," she continues in Korean. "There are three of us in the dorm, or we were three in the dorm. You're the fourth."
She locks the door in front of which I stand up and goes through the small anteroom to the stairs. Then she stops.
"Our room is on the fourth floor. I usually go. Would you like to ride the elevator?"
I shake my head. It was okay for me to take the stairs. Climbing stairs promotes endurance.
"Perfect, let's bring your things to your room first. You share it with Sutogarue. Then I'll show you everything. In three days you will get your own key. In the meantime, maybe you should always stay with one of the three of us anyway. Then we'll have enough time to show you everything."
Shimoto and I were quickly on the fourth floor.
"You can call me Shimo. If it would be okay for you, I would give you my number right away. So you can call me anytime if you need anything."
Shimo unlocks room 312. I was too distracted to pay attention to which number the rooms started at.
"Uhm, I think that would be helpful..."
She smiles.
"Sutogarue and Katashaki are running right now. We call them Suto and Tasha, but they should just introduce themselves later."
