It's been more than a year since it happened, and it has been a year since he struggled to live his life.
Isolating himself for days, even weeks. Ignoring phone calls from friends who care about him.
He fell into a deep dark abyss during that year. He wasted a year being depressed over a love that wasn't coming but still he waited for him.
He hangs on to the last thread of their broken relationship through phone calls. He would hit up Seungcheol in the middle of the night every single night for weeks until he couldn't contact him anymore.
Seungcheol changed his phone number. It broke him more than the last thread of their relationship was no longer there. A small part of him knew that there was no thread already to hang onto, he knew he was just hanging onto an imaginary thread, waiting. Just waiting for him to come back and every time he doesn't come back, a little part of him keeps dying.
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what kind of future
Fanficjicheol short story - inspired from jihoon's what kind of future