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7

Jeonghan entered the cafe.

It surprisingly didn't change at all.

It's been 8 years.

The name is also still the same, the exact same sign.

"_WORLD Cafe"

He sat on the seat that used to be his favorite spot.

Still is.

Tho theirs so many new order options now.

He was excited after years.
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After spending a whole hour alone in the cafe, thinking about the old days. Jeonghan finally decided to leave.

*bump*

"Oh, I am so sorr-"

"JEONGHAN?" The man almost had his heart explode.

"I- I- What- why -" Jeonghan knew he couldn't just run away and have no one else find out.

'Gosh, I feel so stupid for making this decision.' Jeonghan thought.

They will kill me if they find out I am alive.

"What are you doing here? Aren't you supposed to be in your paradise land?" The brown haired boy was just speaking nonsense right now.

"Is this how you speak to me after meeting 8 years later as I was known to be dead?"

"Why were pretending to be dead?"

"That's a good question."

"So answer, maybe?"

"Uhhh.... follow me. " Jeonghan was walking like he had a train to catch

"Hey!! Wait up a little bit, man."

Jeonghan finally stopped in front of a park.

It was getting dark. The cold breeze sending chills down both of their blood.

"Okay, so sit down." he patted the seat next to him.

The view of the sunset was so beautiful. Nostalgia hit Jeonghan like a truck, but he brushed all those thoughts off.

"So now answer, maybe?"

"Well, first promise you can't tell anyone. If you do, you will indeed pay the price." Jeonghan oddly sounded serious.
Something the brown haired boy never saw.

"I promise on my life, man,"

"Good, so basically I was threatened. Threatened that if I don't leave. They will ruin someone's life. I couldn't stand seeing that person fall apart. I will never forgive myself if it happened, so I had to leave....

Tho it was way too late. Before our one last goodbye. The attack happened. I fell off the cliff. They never found my body because I ran away. Well, i wasn't that injured. I fell on the water. Made it seem like I fell on a rock. I left my watch their as a goodbye item, you could say. Probably it's in the trash somewhere."

"It's not in the trash,"

"Really?"

"Yes, it's with the person that will keep it the safest."

"And that is?"

"Find out yourself."

"Asshole"

"Says the coward that ran away"

"OKAY NOW THATS OFFENSIVE"

"CRY ABOUT IT BISH"
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"Can you come back now?"