How strange could an ordinary high school student's day really get—what was the maximum that could

happen?

At most: performances, pop quizzes, or gossip. What else could there be?

It was an ordinary day again. As always, I came to school the earliest, almost as if trying to break a

personal record. The building was completely empty. The hallways were silent, and the only sound

echoing inside the school was the silence itself.

Even though waking up insanely early every morning was tiring, I loved the calmness that took over the

school before everyone arrived. Usually, I would drop off my things and head straight to the laboratory.

Spending time there when it was completely empty felt perfect—like a ritual.

In the lab, with no one around, I liked checking the experiment tables. Half-finished setups left by

teachers, forgotten papers from students… Sometimes I found things that sparked my curiosity.

But this time, something was different—something that shouldn’t have been there. Something that

changed the scene I saw every morning. Near the door, pushed into a corner, was an old-looking book.

Its title was written in faded golden letters:

“Lost Elements and Beyond Modern Science”

It looked like a normal chemistry book, but the “lost elements” part instantly caught my attention. I

flipped through the pages. At first, everything seemed ordinary—standard element descriptions—until I

stumbled upon a section describing an element I had never heard of.

Asminium (An).

I blinked a few times. That element didn’t exist… right?

Yet the book listed all its properties. It supposedly emitted a neon-blue light, formed only under rare

natural conditions, and no one had ever managed to isolate it.

And most interesting of all: the element only revealed itself under specific experimental conditions.

I looked around. The lab was completely silent. But something inside me whispered that this book

wasn’t left here by accident.

Curiosity won. I started experimenting.

When I added the final substance, the lights flickered. The lab shook for a full minute, then everything

returned to normal. But the result wasn’t what I expected. Instead of Asminium, a gray, rock-like mass

appeared.

Disappointed, I inspected it. Just then, I sensed someone approaching. I quickly hid the book under the

table.

It was my teacher. I casually said I was trying to make a simple material ball. They nodded and left. I

retrieved the book, hid it under my jacket, and carried it to class. I left the gray mass behind in the lab.

At first, I didn’t want to believe the book. The experiment had failed, and I lost all hope… until a week

later, when I returned to throw the substance away.I picked up the tube and froze.

The gray matter was cracking open. Inside, something glowing was slowly forming.

Asminium.

The neon-blue element was being born right before my eyes.

It glowed beautifully, almost alive. And at that moment, I understood:

Science doesn’t always give what you expect. Sometimes, it creates the impossible.