Chenle hadn't expected this—not in a million years.
The familiar beeps of the door unlocking barely registered in his mind until he saw her—Danielle Yoon, his former dorm mate—standing at the entrance. His eyes instinctively rounded in confusion, but the real shock came when he noticed the two bags, one slung over her shoulder, the other clutched tightly in her grip.
Without hesitation, Chenle scurried over to help her, wordlessly taking the heavier bag from her grasp. The silence between them was deafening, broken only by the faint hum of the television in the background.
Danielle managed a small, grateful smile, but it didn't reach her eyes. Then, without another word, she disappeared into her former bedroom. The door clicked shut behind her, sealing her in the cold darkness left untouched by her absence.
Chenle lingered in the living room, processing what had just happened. It wasn't like Danielle to show up unannounced, let alone with all her things. Something was wrong.
After a long moment, he reached for his phone, scrolling through his contacts until he found the one person who might understand what was happening. He hesitated for only a second before pressing call.
The phone rang twice before a voice answered.
[I know.] Giselle's tone was devoid of emotion, but Chenle could hear the underlying weight behind those two words. She already knew.
A heavy sigh passed between them before they silently came to an agreement: for now, they wouldn't tell anyone.
"Check on Mark," Chenle finally said.
[I was going to,] Giselle replied.
Neither of them spoke further. They didn't need to. No one wanted to put words in Mark and Danielle's mouths, but if this separation stretched on for too long, they needed to prepare for the worst.
The worst that no one had wished for them.
Mark's world felt distorted when he woke up.
His vision blurred, tinged with a dull shade of red, his mind replaying the same heartbreaking scene like a broken mixtape. He barely even remembered falling asleep.
Danielle.
Walking away.
From his embrace.
Out the door.
With two bags.
And never looking back.
He had clung to a sliver of hope that it was just another cruel nightmare, but the emptiness in the bed beside him was too real. Her lingering scent was already fading, and the ache in his chest was unbearable.
Sometime later, the sound of the bedroom door creaking open cut through the silence. A familiar scent filled the air, one that tampered with the remnants of Danielle's presence.
Mark groaned, but he couldn't bring himself to be angry. He knew why she was here.
"Really, Mark Lee?" Giselle's voice dripped with disappointment.
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ALPHA UNIVERSE #6: CRAVING YOU
Fanfiction❝When desire turns into obsession, and love becomes a dangerous addiction.❞ Mark Lee is the perfect student council president-cold, disciplined, and utterly untouchable. As an alpha, his presence alone commands respect, and no one dares to challenge...
