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Alex and F/N engaged in lively conversation as they led the group of Eunjang boys up the steps of the pool house. Laughter and camaraderie filled the air, creating an atmosphere so pleasant and relaxed that the other guys in their party felt like they were third-wheeling as a collective!

"Hey, F/N, I have to admit, I was a little hesitant when you said you wanted to join us. We had just met, and you seemed... well, intense," Alex confessed, a hint of amusement in his voice.

F/N chuckled softly. "Well, I can understand why you might feel that way. But hey, I'm not as intense as I might seem!"

As they continued their lively conversation, delving deeper into various topics, F/N found himself gradually getting engrossed in his own thoughts. A tinge of regret washed over him, tinged with a hint of melancholy. Why had he not met these guys earlier? Their genuine warmth and camaraderie made him question the choices he had made in the past.

Why hadn't he made the move to Eunjang sooner, immersing himself in this lively group of individuals who seemed to accept him without hesitation?

A wistful smile played at the corners of his lips as he shook his head, as if trying to shake off the weight of his past. Memories flooded his mind, painting a picture of a time when he walked alongside Na, their paths intertwined. But even in those moments, he couldn't help but feel a sense of isolation. Despite his outward demeanor, he yearned for a true friend, someone he could confide in without fear or judgment. Instead, he was surrounded by acquaintances who kept their distance, viewing him with a mixture of awe and trepidation. He was placed on a pedestal, admired from afar but never truly understood.

Donald had been the one person who had come close to being a friend, a connection that held a semblance of camaraderie. They had shared moments of laughter and support, creating memories that F/N cherished. But that bond had been severed, shattered by an incident that had left a void in F/N's heart. The pain of that loss still lingered, but with each passing day, he no longer felt attached to that place or the memories associated with it. It was a chapter of his life that had come to an abrupt end, leaving behind a mix of emotions and unanswered questions.

"Hey, dude, are you alright?"

F/N felt a bead of sweat forming on his forehead as he suddenly stood in front of the pool house door, his mind clouded with a sense of unease. Alex's concerned gaze pierced through his thoughts, snapping him back to the present. The weight of his past seemed to press heavily on his shoulders, threatening to overwhelm him once again.

With a forced smile, he replied, "Yeah, yeah, I'm alright. Just... had a sudden urge to use the bathroom. You guys go ahead inside, I'll catch up with you soon. Pinkie promise!" His words came out hurriedly, masking the turmoil that churned within his stomach. The nausea intensified, making him feel as though he might lose control at any moment. Why did it always have to be like this? Why did his past haunt him relentlessly, refusing to loosen its grip?

Swiftly descending the stairs, he joined pinkies with Alex, a gesture meant to reassure both himself and his friend. His steps were hurried, his mind racing as he tried to escape the suffocating memories that threatened to consume him. The need to escape, even for a brief moment, was overpowering. He couldn't bear to face the shadows that lurked within his own mind.

As he reached the lower level, he muttered under his breath, "Just hold on a little longer, just a little longer..." The bathroom became his sanctuary, a temporary refuge from the weight of his sorrowful past. The cool tiles provided a momentary respite as he leaned against the sink, taking deep breaths to steady his racing heart.