"The scars you left on me..."
"They are so fucking beautiful"
When highschool sweet hearts Jimin and Byeol work through thick and thin to be together. Overcoming their hardships and working out their young love, it isn't easy.
The distance between...
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24 𝓱𝓸𝓾𝓻𝓼 ───※ ·❆· ※───
"She didn't come today I guess. It's highly unlikely that she is going to be anywhere other than class or cafeteria," Sarah said.
"It's no use searching for her. We are not even sure if we are going to get any clues from her," Namjoon sighed.
"What do we do now. There are no traces of her anywhere. It's like she vanished into thin air," Jungkook bit his finger nails.
"Jungkook, you need to go and practice for your nationals. We can take care of this," Celeste put a hand on his shoulder.
"And I can concentrate there?" Jungkook frowned. Celeste gave him an understanding nod.
"Guys," Sarah called them from inside the class. "Look at this," she said sliding my bag towards them.
"She never left the university. Whatever happened, happened here," Namjoon said putting a hand on the bag.
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Henry huffed as he was tired after exploring every inch of all the places that I could have gone to. He striked off a name from the list he prepared and stepped off the corridor and went down small stairs which led to an open abandoned side of the university. He breathed in deeply as he walked towards an old bench in the middle of the over grown grass.
He crushed the paper in his hand and tossed it out of frustration. He then got up to continue his search when something shiny reflected under the sunlight in his eyes. He would have ignored it if it wasn't looking like it has been dropped by someone so recently.
Because it's impossible for anything to stay on the surface for so long if it was lost a long time ago and it looked new, like it has been taken care of very well.
He walked to it and picked it in his hands. He examined it. It's a simple necklace with a star pendant on it. He flippd the pendant and found byeol engraved on it. A smile appeared on his face.
"Found you," he smiled.
He slides it into his pocket and runs towards the security of the entrance.
"I need records of people who came in and came out yesterday," he asked, panting.
"Who is asking?" the security asked, not bothering to look at him.
"Being reckless to the person approached you, being careless on duty and eating in working hours, you know how many rules you broke?" Henry slammed the desk.
"I still need to know who is asking," the security guard turned to him and spoke. Unbothered.
"How about now?" he slid few bills towards him. The guard looked between him and the bills he slid for a few seconds and took the visitors register out of the drawer.
