Algorithm (Failed)

Chapter 1: Observation

So when he ventured in the direction of the address closest to him, he was expecting something. There was too much sensory input for him to take in, he needed to focus on his target and stay undisclosed only. So he stopped to get some tea, in hopes to calm his nerves. He sipped at the tasteless tea lethargically while pretending to enjoy the sunshine. If he could he would tip over all the bikes lined up at the rack, play the loudest music and let it resonate and rattle through all these boring shops, maybe even splash the white walls with various colors of paint. He knew all of that was childish and idiotic but he couldn't help his  frustration.

When the seventeen year old finally came into view, Chan's eyes were glued to him immediately.  On his way to school, his neutral expression had already faltered, in times when he passed by a child or something his eyes met. His face displayed wonder, curiosity emotions that didn't fit here. Though he managed to catch himself each time, relaxing(maybe a little forcefully) his features and continued on. It almost made Chan laugh but he just kept on at a leisurely pace. In school he seemed normal, maybe even bored. He didn't talk much only when he had to, it wasn't that surprising. Social interactions or companions caused distractions, there wasn't any friends or significant others.

When lunch hour came he picked and probed at his bland food, eventually slipping away to the library with a pass he received earlier. Chan was in the midst of yawning, when the boy stepped into the library, someone now accompanying him╌ actually another face from the files. He was slightly taller, the tallest of them, handsome too. He shut his mouth and watched(while chastising himself to pay attention from now on) as the two boys went to the very back, bowing to the librarian as they went. He watched them go up the staircase there and then through a door where they climbed more steps which lend them to the roof.

Electric panic ran throw him for a second watching the boys catch up nonchalantly before his eyes looked around them and he finally realized. The door that they just entered from was a small risen structure, it created a barrier between them and the other section of the school. Classrooms with glass windows faced the roof they stood on, but no one could see beyond that little structure. Those professors and their students we're completely oblivious of the rules being broken. Behind them was nothing but forest, trees and trees for at least three acres, the library was in the building at end as-well.

Chan had to admit he was pretty impressed, so much so he had to stifle the smirk that was tugging at his lips. Once again they used the very same poison society gave them and used it to fight back. They used their intelligence to escape from the code, so they could take a breath of fresh air, free of prying eyes. He noticed how shaky their mannerisms and expressions were╌ tinted with guilt and fear that they would get in trouble. These meetings must have started recently because awkwardness still hung in the atmosphere around them. Their smiles were still hesitant but friendly and held fondness. Like they were glad they found someone similar to them. After some time the grins relaxed more with a honest glow lighting up their faces.

When the taller of the two slipped a old hologram unit out of his pocket he couldn't help narrow his eyes as the the two started fiddling with it. When it finally sparked to life he gaped╌ quickly wiping it away, swallowing his gasp. It was an old choreography video, the moves powerful but simple. A routine he never got around to learning himself but watching the two go through the routine like they've been doing it for their whole life, albeit their clumsy and not-so precise footwork, it was still good. Chan couldn't help but envy them╌ though he'd rather continue watching, haven't not seen anyone dance from the city in years was something he didn't want to miss.

Any worries or stress was replaced with blushing freckled cheeks and dimpled smiles. These were the grins that belonged to them. That fit them;  they were visibly in their own world. Chan was no longer tired or bored, hoping to get out of there sooner. No now he had hope for tomorrow and all the ideas swirling around in his head. This energy surge had his heart rate going and if he stood there any longer all his attention would be snatched away by Hwang Hyunjin and Lee Felix. He spares them one last look, a smile hidden behind his cup of tea before walking away.