(A/N: Brace yourself for some drama hehe)
I wake up to the soft warmth of morning light on my face, but something feels wrong. I blink a few times, trying to adjust to the brightness. My arms instinctively reach out, searching for her warmth, for the softness of her skin.
But there's nothing.
I frown, shifting slightly, my hand patting the empty space beside me. The bed feels too cold. Too big. Too... empty.
I sit up, my heart thudding in my chest. Where is she?
I look around the room, my eyes scanning for any sign of her. The bathroom door is wide open- no sound of running water. The silence in the house feels deafening. Maybe she's in the kitchen... or the living room.
I throw the blanket off me and swing my legs over the edge of the bed. The hardwood floor is cold beneath my feet, and a sinking feeling starts to form in my stomach. She wouldn't just leave... would she?
"Minseo?" I call out, but my voice cracks, barely above a whisper.
No answer.
I move through the house, checking every room, my steps quickening. The living room is empty. The kitchen is just as I left it last night. I even check the bathroom again, but there's no sign of her.
My chest tightens, and I rub the back of my neck, trying to shake off the growing panic.
I stop in the middle of the room, running a hand through my hair. Why didn't I ask for her number?
The realization hits me like a punch to the gut. I didn't get her number. How could I have been so stupid?
I grab my jacket and practically sprint out the door. The air is cool, but I barely notice. My mind is racing, my heart pounding in my chest. I head straight to the café- the one we went to yesterday. She'll be there. She has to be.
I push the door open, and the familiar sound of the bell jingling fills the air. I scan the room, my eyes darting from table to table. But she's not there. It's just a few strangers, sipping their coffees, chatting about their mornings.
I walk up to the counter, trying to keep my voice steady. "Did Minseo come in this morning?"
The waiter shakes his head, barely glancing at me. "Nope, haven't seen her."
My stomach drops. Where else could she be?
I head to the amusement park next. It's the only other place that comes to mind. The place where we laughed together, where I felt like I could breathe for the first time in what felt like forever.
I rush through the entrance, my eyes scanning the familiar sights. The Ferris wheel, the food stands, the rides. We were just here.
I check every corner, every place we stood yesterday. She has to be here. But no matter where I look, she's nowhere to be found.
I collapse onto a bench, my head in my hands. The world feels like it's spinning out of control.
Where are you, Minseo?
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