A bit of a short chapter for you, but I still hope you like it :D  and if you thought it was confusing just wait for this chapter and the next ..ALSO did anyone watch Catching Fire? I saw it a few days ago and I mean OHMYGAWD it was pretty amazing <3

Kris sat still as he looked at the computer screen. Was this gift person Tao? His Tao? He pondered some more and before his mind could react his hands were already typing Seoul's Art Institute for the Gifted into the search bar. He snapped back into reality and clicked the first link. It seemed like a normal art's school, however when he clicked a tab it directed him to more information.

For those with extraordinary talents, there are night classes to expand your learning

His eyes widen, these night courses weren't for those who were really skilled, but for people who had magical talent. As, he read more about the school, it became more that he realize that this wasn't a regular school for the art's. Then he realized that when Kris went to Tao's place so, that he could give Kris some chances, Tao begged him not to come to his school. As well, that since Kris came to Tao's apartment after school and that they had dinner and he had to leave for school after Kris left, meant that his classes were at night,

Kris' mouth dropped. He quickly wrote down the address of the school, which he got from the website, He had to go to the school and find out more about Tao, though he had to wait for night time.

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Kris quietly came out of his car, looking weird with his sunglasses on at night. He had parked in front of the school and he had already called the café to see if Tao had a shift tonight, which he did, so he wouldn't be seeing him tonight. Slowly he walked to the front the school with students whispering about him.

Someone tapped Kris' shoulder, "You don't belong here." Kris immediately tuned around to see a girl whose eye-liner made her eyes very cat-like.

He puffed out his chest, trying too look brave, "What do you mean? Why would I be here if I do not belong."

She swiftly moved over to his other shoulder, "Fine, believe what you think, Kris. Just remember that everything is not what it seems."

"How did you know my name-"

"Be carful, Kris. Seunghyun is looking at you as if he would crush your skull. I wouldn't blame him, you did take his sunshine away." The woman snickered off into the school as Kris was confused of what was her problem.

However, she was right. An angry looking man was coming towards him with four people tagging along. So, he decided to just sprint to the door. Again, Kris looked behind him, but no one was there except for darkness. Kris wiped his sweat of his forehead and opened the door of the school. Kris jaw dropped as he went in, it was as if he walked into a mix of hogwarts and ouran high school. Many students filled the hall with their beautiful uniforms it's as if they were the painting on the wall that came to life. Though, he could once again hear students whispering about him, he realized that these people weren't good at being sneaky. He saw the five men that were angrily following him, so he had to find the school's office fast.

"Excuse me, do you know where the school office is?" Kris asked the closet person nervously, as  the group of men were getting closer to him.

It was the same girl from before, "Kris, I don't think I formally introduce myself. My name is Chaerin, but most people call me CL."

"Directions, please!" Kris yelled pointing at the group behind him

"Down the hallway and when you reach the painting of the knight you turn left." CL told him, and by that time the group had already reached him.

The man in the front of the group scared Kris. He wasn't that tall, but he had broad shoulders and the pastel blue hair made him look more mean.

"Well, well, well isn't Kris Wu." The man in front said.

Kris sighed, how did all of the people in this school know his name? "Hello, I don't know you so I got to go."

"Are you going to see Sunny?" One of the members in the back asked.

He shook his head, "Why would I be seeing Sun-" Kris couldn't finish because the man in the middle was winding up to throw a punch, but he already started sprinting.

He took the directions and finally he reached the school office. He was glad that he could escape from the weird group of students in this school. Before, he could knock, the secretary lead him and told him to go into the principle's office. Once, he got in, a elderly man sat in a big leather chair, while opposite of his desk was chair that look comfortable at all. Regardless, he sat down.

"I've been expecting you, Mr. Wu." He told him, "You may be wondering why, but you're obviously not here about me, so you can start."

Kris leg started to bop up and down out of nervousness, "Do you know-"

"Yes, I do know of Huang Zitao."

"Then, can I see his school records?" The principle shook his head and was about to say something, but Kris interrupted him, "I need to know about his past, I just need to, it's all confusing me, about this article," He had printed the article he read online and placed on the desk, "What's with the magic, why does it look like Tao, I just need to know!"

"I'm sorry Kris, but this private matters and I don't think you will understand about him or even this school."

"DON'T YOU DARE TELL ME ABOUT THAT CRAP! I WENT THROUGH A WHOLE FIASCO OF MY WEEK REPEATING! I THINK I'LL UNDERSTAND." He yelled, breathing heavily.

There was a long pause, "This is your choice, and I can see that Zitao has already put his trust in you so, I think I can too."

"This school is for people who are skilled in the arts. Many people who graduate from this school go off to be famous painters, singers, dancers, but there are many different kind of gifted people."

Kris looked at him confused, "What do you mean different kinds."

"Some people are mentally gifted. Things that you thought only happened in books or movies are actually real. There are people in this world that can read minds, control time or weather with just our mind and this school is for those people. We need to educate them so they develop their powers so they can do good in this world."

He gulped, "And Tao is one of those people?"

The principle nodded, "Yes, he is gifted."