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today was a new day. yesterday i found out that minyoung has a huge amount of friends here. she told me that she used to go here but she moved to sangkyun university because she wanted to do technology and arts but other than that, her parents also wanted her to move to a new school. the name of the group is dream team or something like that. it's really weird but minyoung said they had this group, a secret group wherein they try to discover secrets about the school.

i found out some juicy stories about the school like a bunch of incidents that happened here, there were suicide cases and such. minyoung also told me that her friends are really desperate to complete the case of their friend but they couldn't since they didn't know where to seek for the information.

me on the other hand is being forced by minyoung to befriend them. i quite pity them since they grew up in this prestigious school. all they knew was to have manners and such. i have no idea how i'm supposed to fit in here.

i pass by a room that caught my attention, it clearly said dream team on the door. it was embedded into the door, the golden writing made it look ten times cooler.

"okay, now i kinda believe the dream team minyoung was talking about, but-why is it even called dream team? i mean i get it, it's a private err secret club but why dream?" i murmured to myself before walking away to my classroom. i wasn't really late, the teacher just came as i came in.

she gladly introduced me to the whole class before making me seat next to some random person named chenle. i sighed as finally, school has come to an end. the classroom was empty, i was the last one to go out. but before i did, i unwillingly got a message from an unknown sender.

i furrowed my brows, pressing the accept on the unknowns name.

UNKNOWN.
-can you do me a favor?

WEIJUNG.
-what favor? who are you?

UNKNOWN.
-could you find the golden key by the garden bushes? i lost it and i want you to find it. it doesn't really matter who i am.

WEIJUNG.
-why me? do you know me?

UNKNOWN.
-you're the new student, you need to.

WEIJUNG.
-fine. whatever, where is it?

UNKNOWN.
-go to the garden, the bushes near the right beside the fountain, behind those bushes you'll find a small pot, underneath the pot there is a key.

i grunted but followed his words nonetheless. i walked to the hallways, easily finding the garden with the digital map of the school i installed in my phone. i went it and looked around for the fountain.

seeing the fountain, i found it. i went through the bushes, trying to not get scratched by the thorns from the flowers. i spotted the pot she/he was talking about as i slowly lifted it up and saw the golden key he said.

WEIJUNG.
-now what?

UNKNOWN.
-use that key to get into dream team's room. only official club members get the key, only official club members can get in. use it wisely. it's my favor ;)

WEIJUNG.
-wait what?

UNKNOWN OFFLINE 1 SECOND AGO.

i rolled my eyes when that suddenly popped up. i shrugged and pocketed my phone before looking at the golden key in my hand. "what am i supposed to do with this?" i frowned and started walking. there was a sign on the holder, it said 'dream team - nct' on it.

"i guess i should really follow that person and go to that club thingy." i mumbled and tried to retrace my steps. the school
building was nearly empty, the only ones running around was the clubs, meetings and the teachers. i hope no one sees me getting into that door. i was kinda regretting i followed that strange unknown sender. i literally was cursing him in my mind before seeing the door i was looking for.

sighing, i used the key before twisting it to the side before it opens. the door opens, and i really don't know what to do now. should i go in? i had a mini debate in my head before looking around.

"i guess here it goes." i murmured and walked in.

oh shit, this makes me remember about some investigation studio. but of course it's not as good as mine.

the place was incredible, really. it reminds me of sangkyun university. there were whiteboards with photos. there were frames of photos on tables. there were computers, projectors, and other stuff.

"what are you doing here?" i froze at the unfamiliar voice. it was a man's voice. i blinked before turning around to face that man. well, he does not look korean at all.

"uh."

"you're not supposed to be here, how'd you even get here?" he asks me with knitted brows. i can tell he's very confused and a bit angry for my trespassing.

"a random person texted me and asked me a favor to get this key." i raised up the key and he gasped before staring at it. "how'd you get that? who is this random person even? only members of dream team has those keys to get into the club room." he uttered and looked at me.

"what's your name?"

"lee weijung." i told him.

"weijung? that doesn't sound familiar? are you new?" he asked and i nodded. "how could you possibly get a key to this room when you're new!" he grunts before entering another room.

i could hear other voices inside, well-i guess i'm not the only one here then.

"w-weijung?" i looked up and saw jisung. wow, such a coincidence isn't it?

"you're here! maybe it's fate, for you and me." he winks and i rolled my eyes. "fate? yeah right. that's just plain stupid." i muttered as more guys came into this room from the other.

oh shit, how many are they even?

"you kinda look like um, someone." the guy mumbled but i couldn't hear it clearly. he had a snaggletooth, how not cute.

"she's who?" a boy came towards me, suspecting my look. his eyes landed on my name tag, "lee weijung, are you chinese or something?" he furrowed his brows and i shrugged.

"you're pretty though." the guy chuckled while jisung just raised his brow at him, "shut up haechan."

"well i guess you're apart of the club now. you literally have the key, we have no other choice." another boy came in with jisung and haechan. "this is dream team. there are more of us but the others are either sleeping or eating somewhere in this school." he told me with a smile. "i'm mark lee by the way."

"lee donghyuck, but i prefer to be called as haechan," the guy who called me pretty said with a little wink before jisung pushed him away. "stop hitting on her."

"i'm huang renjun." the snaggletoothed boy lowly introduced himself before nudging the guy next to him. well, he'a probably just shy?

he's tall, had brown hair and a blank face. uhh, does he even have emotions? well i guess straight up blank face is an emotion.

"na jaemin, just call me jaemin." he stated before walking to the other room.

"what school did you come from, weijung?" haechan asked me, taking a seat somewhere on the office chairs. the spinning ones and like moveable ones.

"sangkyun university." i answered.

"oh! sangkyun university is a very popular school when it comes to art and technology, but for some reason- i think i have heard that school being mentioned before a long time ago. you must be good at arts then?" mark looked at me and i nodded.

"the others are coming tomorrow about her, be here after school." jisung told me.

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