The crowd's voices were loud as they cheered for the next performer. "Yibo! It's finally our chance to shine," Wenhan said happily as he was about to step out in front of the stage with the others. The vice-president didn't reply as he scans at the area, as if he was looking for someone. "What's the matter?" Sungjoo asks as he puts a hand at his friend's shoulder.

"Where did the president go?" He asked without looking at his two friends as he continued to search for the upperclassman. "Ah, he was just at the side, I'm sure he's going to-"

"Cover for me, I'll be right back," after saying those words, Wang Yibo dashed outside the stage and runs to a direction. "W-What? Hey! Yibo!" They couldn't stop their friend as his figure became smaller in the distance. Sungjoo and Wenhan were both confused and couldn't help but sigh.

"What are you guys waiting for? Where's Yibo?" Yixuan asks the two as he hurriedly jogged up to them. "He ran off," Sungjoo said with another sigh and Wenhan just nods his head. "What!?" Seungyoun exclaimed as he heard the news. He quickly told another group to perform first.

• • •

Wang Yibo's gut was telling him that something wasn't right. As he steps on the stage, he searched for the president after a couple of seconds before their perfomance starts. But after a while, he suddenly sees Xiao Zhan runs away. It was definitely unusual. The vice-president's aware how Xiao Zhan doesn't like him but he's not that rude to leave and won't watch the performances.

He was actually torn between following the president or not. It wasn't his business anyways, right? He should just leave him alone. Yibo's eyes trails off to the direction where the president ran, not too long after, a man with a black jacket follows the path where Xiao Zhan went. He felt his heart thumps in his chest as he felt that something was definitely wrong.

Completely ignoring his friends, he bid farewell to Sungjoo and Wenhan as he dashes to where Xiao Zhan disappeared without a second thought.

Xiao Zhan was running aimlessly, he doesn't know where to go but there's only one thing in his mind, to escape and hide. He paused for a while as he leans on the wall of the Arts & Designs building and catches his breath. His fingers were trembling a little from the amount of anxiety he felt. He was about to continue on his way when he hears a twig snap from his behind.

His blood ran cold as he felt a presence not too far from his behind and beads of sweat formed on his forhead as his breath hitches. His legs felt wobbly and weak as he staggers forward, trying to ignore the person behind him. A low and husky chuckle was heard and Xiao Zhan's heart was thumping too hard that he feels like he could pass out at any second, he felt nauseaous.

"No warm greetings from the student council president?" The person asked as his footsteps became louder. Anxiety washed over the president like a bucket full of cold water. Gathering some strength, Xiao Zhan didn't bother to reply as he dashed inside the building. Why is he so damn unlucky? No one was even present in the vacinity since everyone went to watch the night performance. The place was also a bit dark since some of the school lamp posts weren't turned on.

No one was there to help him and worst of all, he's now alone with that person, again.

His hurried steps echoes through the halls as he tried to open some classrooms in attempt to enter and lock himself in to hide. Turning and twisting the knobs vigorously with shaking hands as he cursed under his breath as every door he encountered was lock. The other man's footsteps also became louder at each passing second.

"Xiao Zhan, so it's a game of hide and seek this time?" The man's voice echoes not too far from the president. Almost tripping, Xiao Zhan quickly dashes to the second floor with tired pants and legs. Xiao Zhan wanted to cry so bad as he felt himself in such a misrable state. He rumages at his pocket and immediately takes out a key. It was the spare key from the Block A Art room, since he usually goes there to practice when he has the time.

He felt a bit at ease as he quietly dashes to the Block A room and slowly opens the door. He didn't bother turning on the lights since it will raise suspicion and obviousness. The president immediately enters and locks the door with a click. He staggers a bit as he hides beneath the table at the backside of the classroom. Xiao Zhan could feel his heart beating in his ears as it was so loud.

His thoughts ran wild as he kept thinking why was that person here? He didn't even notice that he was already crying as warm tears were forming at the corner of his eyes.

A couple of minutes passed and the president still stayed under the table. He tries calming his heart and catching his breath. Did he go away?

Xiao Zhan was about to move from his position and check if everything's clear, but he hears the clicking sound of the door unlocking. He immediately held his breath as he froze on his spot. "Ah, Xiao Xiao, did you forget I used to have the copies of the keys in this campus?"

The man's voice was heard at every corner of the room. It seems like the man was still at the door. Xiao Zhan feels like fainting and as the anxiousness ate him alive, his lips quivered as he tried to stop himself from making any noise. His hands were shaking and he felt extremely suffocated. It was even difficult to breath since he's hiding underneath. Anyone, please... He begged as he clasps his hands together praying silently for a miracle to happen. Good Lord, someone help him. His vision went blurry as tears filled his eyes once more, it was too much to bare, he felt extremely exhausted and scared. He just wants everything to be over.

"PRESIDENT ZHAN!" A familiar voice rang across the building's hallway and hurried footsteps were heard. Xiao Zhan could never mistaken who's voice was that. "Fucking kid, now's not the right time-" The man cursed under his breath and his heavy steps immediately disappears at the opposite direction.

Everything went silent and Xiao Zhan heaves a soft sigh. He can't believe that person actually left upon hearing another's voice.

"President?" The junior's voice was worried and a bit out of breath. He must be running all the way from here. Xiao Zhan was a bit hesitant if he should answer or not but he felt relieved to know that he wasn't alone anymore.

"I'm here..." He replied and God, his voice sounded too strained as if he was choked. Quick and worried footsteps where heard inside the classroom and the table was moved suddenly for a bit. The junior crouches down. and his heart clenches at the sight.

To Wang Yibo's surprise, he sees the president curling up like a ball under the table. He was shaking all over and his complexion wasn't the best. He reaches out with a bit of doubt. "Pres-" He was immediately cuts off as a pair of arms suddenly clings to his neck and wraps him in a warm embrace. He staggers for a bit in the classroom's cold floor as Xiao Zhan continues to hug him tightly. He was shaking too much and it was obvious he was feeling scared.

The mix of sweet vanilla and honey whiffed his nose as the president never lets go, it surely wasn't happening any time soon.

He suddenly felt his heart beats faster than usual and was truly caught in surprise with the president's sudden action. Wang Yibo was a bit hesitant at first if he should hug back and comfort the other. Since the last time he tried to reach out for him, he got angry and always complained about not to touch him.

After a couple of seconds fighting with his thoughts, he gently wraps his arms around the president's waist and hugs him closer. "Everything's alright," he whispered as he pats and rubs the president's back softly. Sniffles and quiet sobs were heard from the older as he continues to cling to the vice-president.

Wang Yibo doesn't really like very close skinship but he can make an exemption for this one. Since this was a special case.

There was a comfortable silence between them, only the sniffles can be heard in the empty classroom as it echoes through the night. They stayed in that position for a long time, maybe it reached an hour? Xiao Zhan calms down and gently pulls away from Wang Yibo, he didn't meet the junior's eyes as he kept his sight glued on the floor.

"Sorry about that," he whispered with a broken voice and pulls out a hanky from his pocket. To his surprise, it was Yibo's handkerchief, he actually forgot to give it to him.

"Ah, I forgot to give-"

"Let's use it, your eyes are swollen from crying," Yibo said as he takes the hanky from the president's hand. He lifts the other man's face gently and he met a pair of surprised looking beautiful black orbs staring to his brown one's. They were sparkling in the night but the sides were a bit reddish from crying.

Snapping himself from a daze, he delicately wipes the tears on the president's face. The vice-president doesn't know why he suddenly feels an ache in his chest when he sees the president's pained expression or the fact that he actually cried. It's the second time that day that he saw him cry.

Xiao Zhan didn't say anything as he let the junior wipes his face with care. He chuckles for a bit with his sore throat. "Why are you here? How did you find me?"

"You weren't there when we were about to perform," Yibo replied calmly as he continued to wipe the president's face. Xiao Zhan felt extremely guilty once more, "We should head back. We can't delay your performance any longer," he says as he tried to stand up with shaking legs. "It's alright, you should rest for a bit," The vice-president stated and Xiao Zhan couldn't bring himself to retort since he was extremely exhausted.

"You can take a nap first," Yibo continued,"I'll be right here."

"Aigo, what are you? A prince?" Xiao Zhan teased and Yibo gave him a slight frown. "Reasons why the president and I don't get along," Wang Yibo stated and Xiao Zhan laughs a bit. "I just owe you a lot, okay? I don't want to be indebt to you for life." Xiao Zhan retorted as his voice was croaky and rough.

"Don't worry about it."

"Okay, if something happens, wake me up immediately," the president said as he yawns and leans at the right side of Wang Yibo. "Of course," he replied quietly as the president dozes off to sleep not too long after.

• • •

The night performance came to an end with everyone performing but Wang Yibo never came back and there's nothing they can do about it. As much as his friends doesn't want to perform without him, the show must go on.

Seungyoun sighs as he slumps at a monoblock chair. He takes out his phone as he dials a number. Not too long after it kept ringing, someone picked up and with an annoyed tone that spoke, "What?" Seungyoun couldn't help but smile.

"Wooseok~ Help me," he whines and a "Tch," sound was heard from the other line. "Why do keep bugging me?"

"I just wanna hear your voice," Seungyoun said happily as he chuckles. "Well, I don't want to hear yours one bit! I'm ending the call since I'm fixing-"

"I'll help you! Since our performance just finished, meet me at your booth? And guess what, Yibo wasn't here," The taller said as he immediately stood up. A sigh was heard and in the end, Wooseok can't even push the other man away, "Fine, tell me what happened this time." And with that, it was Seungyoun's turn to disappear. "See ya tomorrow!" He said as he runs off.

"Tell me why our friends are disappearing?" Wenhan asked and Yixuan laughs. "They have to deal with their love interests," Sungjoo deadpanned and Wenhan lets out a surprised gasp. "Seriously? Is their love life more important than our performance?"

"You know what? My girlfriend is waiting for me," Yixuan said as he waves his hand and took his bag and leaves. Wenhan couldn't help but sigh again for the third time that night. "What a turn of events this is. Yibo didn't even get to perform."

"It's alright, it's just the first day of the celebration anyways, there's still 6 more days," Sungjoo comforted as he gave Wenhan a pat on the back. "You're right, Joo."

• • •

"President," Yibo said softly as he shakes the upperclassman slightly. Xiao Zhan groans a bit and yawns. "What?" He asked groggly as he rubs his eyes and Wang Yibo thought it was adorable. "It's getting late," he replied.

"Ah, sorry. Let's go then," he said and stands up, he staggers with wobbly legs. Yibo immediately holds him and stables his balance. "T-Thanks," Xiao Zhan croaked out, damn his voice wasn't really the best right now. The vice-president just hums in reply as he assisted the president out of the classroom. They lock the room and Yibo checked both sideways if someone was there or if any presence was hiding in the area. He noticed the uneasiness of the older as they stepped out of the room. "No one's here," Yibo said, reassuring the other and a sigh was released from the president's soft lips.

If Xiao Zhan doesn't wants to talk about it, Yibo won't push anymore and mind his own business. He'll just try his best to help the president in any way he can.

They eventually arrived at the student council room to fix things and it seems like everyone already went home, since it was 9 in the evening. As Xiao Zhan fixes his things, he pursed his lips and tightly grips on his bag. "Please don't tell anyone," he whispered. Wang Yibo came to abrupt stop on fixing his bag as well. "I won't tell anyone," he replied as he turned to meet the president's eyes.

"Thank you, Wang Yibo," Xiao Zhan said as he gave the vice-president a smile that made the younger's heart thumps loudly. "No need to thank me," he said as he immediately turns his back at the president.

Xiao Zhan was confused with the other's actions and for the first time in forever, he didn't even complain about his name! Did he actually say it right? Aigo, this junior is so hard to understand!

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