Chapter 25

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The college's final bell rang.

San sighed heavily, finally relived. But he was still concerned about his friend, Yunho.

San POV:

The whole day, Yunho did not come to college nor did he informed me. Something's indeed up with him. I'm worried.

I frowned while thinking about him as I got up. *Sighed*

Walking out of the classroom with my bag on his shoulder, I spotted Hongjoong hyung and Seonghwa hyung.

Maybe they know something about him... I thought as I ran towards them.

"Hyung!!" I called. Hongjoong hyung, confused, looked around him. "Behind! Here!" finally spotted me.

"Oh hey San ..." he greeted.

"Umm...*cleared throat* actually wanted to ask about Yunho. Since morning, I didn't see him..." I directly jumped to the point.

"Not that anything I can remember of..."

"I guess Mingi would know about him. Last night they were at Mingi's place, studying...." Seonghwa said from the middle. I frowned.

At Mingi's...? He should have let me know... weird... I thought as I shrugged.

"Oh, okay. Thanks hyung..." I thanked Seonghwa for letting me know this. I was about to walk away when-

"Umm, San!" Seonghwa called me again. "Yeah?" I frowned.

"Um... You don't hate me right? For being friends with Wooyoung and for last year... I'm changed..." I smiled softly hearing this.

Shaking my head, "It's alright hyung... I'm happy for both of you..." I replied. Hongjoong hyung smiled as he slowly intertwined his fingers with the other. I nodded and walked away.

Shit... Where are you Yunho...?

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I walked towards his dorm room. Taking a deep breath, I knocked.

No response.

I have no ideas about his whereabouts. How am I supposed to contact Mingi...?

Wooyoung!! it clicked in my head.

I walked back towards my dorm and waited for Wooyoung to return.

"No time for this!! We have practice! Let's go!" San spoke up suddenly.

"B-but---"

"Now!!"

I sighed as I got up from the couch where I was waiting.

"Fine..." rolling my eyes, I went outside. Walking towards the main gate, I obviously took a taxi like last time.

The whole ride was silent. Neither of us spoke. I was very concerned about Yunho. This was nothing like him. What if he's sick...? No! Think positive!

I shrugged away these negative thoughts as I got off the car. Paying the driver off, I walked inside.

"So?! What's now?!" I asked as I rested my hands on my hips after keeping my bag down.

"Oh gosh! Go and change! You don't want these clothes to get dirty, do you?!" San spoke up with a stern voice. I sighed again.

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