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Yeosang's POV "How is San doing? I haven't heard from him in awhile. I've made time to call and text him..but he doesn't answer." I asked Hongjoong who was sitting at the restaurant with me Jongho and Seonghwa who all nodded since I know they've done the same.
Hongjoong sighed and shrugged rubbing his temple. "No. The last time I heard from him from the day he made me drop him back off at his house."
I sighed and looked at him. "Did you ever go over to his house?"
Hongjoong just nodded. I shook my head and massaged my head from the headache I felt. This was not a good year.
I haven't even talked to Wooyoung, my own fucking bestfriend, because frankly I was so disappointed in him, I was upset, and he didn't make time to even talk to me. At all...we were all hurting but....not as much as I knew San was.
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After dropping everyone back off at their homes I decided to go to San's house myself.
I drove and pulled up to his house. His car was here at least. I park and turn off my car, getting out to head to the front door. I ring the doorbell and wait a few minutes and when no one came I just let myself in. I walked inside and close the door behind me. It was quiet.
I walked upstairs and saw his bedroom door open. I peaked in and saw San lying on his bed. He slowly turned his head towards me and just stared at me. It scared me to see that there was nothing behind those eyes.
It even hurt me seeing him this way. He was gone, and it was gonna be hard to get him back to the way he was, and I fear the only way that would work is by Wooyoung.
"San-ah..." I said and walked over sitting at the edge of the bed.
He didn't answer me he just stared blankly.
"We-we're all worried about you. You haven't responded to any of us...and we all just wanted to know if you're okay...."
He looked at me, his eyes lidded and red. "What's there for me...to even....feel...."
Those words scared me. He was so gone. Numb even. It pained me because even though I was never super close with him. I cared because he made my bestfriend happy, he was friends with my boyfriend, and even Seonghwa's boyfriend, he showed nothing but love and care when he was around us and now...he was..changed...
"San..." That was all I could whisper.
He looked away and stared up at the ceiling. His voice barely above a whisper but I could hear him and the words hurt me to hear them.
