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book two ❧ [vi]

You were rushing. You were running late this morning, somehow, and it was only when you got to your bus stop that you realized you'd forgotten your tote bag.

"Whew! Right on time, huh, Sungie?" You looked around breathless at the empty bus stop. Too empty. Jisung wasn't there, and he didn't pop up like he normally did if he wasn't immediately visible. Then you realized the distinct lack of weight on your shoulder.

"Shit!" You patted your pockets fervently for any spare knobs. You didn't even have your ring or bracelet, having taken your jewelry off in order to shower this morning. Just as you were contemplating running back for Jisung, your bus pulled up, and your decision was made for you. He would just have to stay home today.

Walking into work, you felt weirdly lonely, despite your two desk buddies immediately finding you when you arrived on your floor.

"Y/N!" Sungchan's head was easily visible over the other personnel around him.

Shotaro was in tow, of course, and they fell into step on either side of you. "Y/N! Yes!"

"Good morning?" You squinted at them. "Is it? Should I be concerned as to why you're so energetic this early?"

"Shotaro thinks—"

"Dude!" Shotaro scolded Sungchan, reaching behind you to smack him on the shoulder. "Tact? Hello?!"

"Oh, I would love to see how you're going to do this with tact," Sungchan scoffed back.

"So I should be concerned," you surmised dryly, heading straight for the breakroom.

"No! I'm just glad you're back!" Shotaro said brightly. "Because I have a theory."

"About?"

"The office ghost."

You held his eye contact for a silent moment before turning back to making your coffee.

"Listen, I swear, our office is haunted. And I think the ghost has a crush on you or something."

You squinted at him, taking a slow sip of your coffee. "...What?"

"Well, I started keeping a tally every time something spooky happened for the past month—"

"Oh God, okay," you sighed and rubbed your face.

"And I noticed a pattern. There's pretty much no spooky stuff that happens on Tuesdays and Fridays. When you're not here!"

"Maybe the ghost only works part-time, too," you snorted.

"Listen, I'm telling you, something's going to happen today now that you're back," Shotaro declared.

"Alright, whatever." You shook your head. It being this early in the morning was bad enough, but you were going to have to go the whole day without Jisung, which meant it'd be dreadfully boring as well.

Back at your desk, you unlocked your computer and avoided your email, instead pulling up a report that you had been working on for the last few weeks. After putting the finishing touches on it, you sent off copies to the printer, and slowly stood up. You'd have to present it at a meeting right after lunch today, which was why you couldn't try to sprint back home on your break to fetch Jisung—that would risk being tardy for your meeting.

In the vacant copy room, you leaned against the wall next to the machine printing off your report, crossing your arms over your chest and closing your eyes. Stupid presentation. One of the best parts of working remote was no longer having to present to a conference room full of people on your work. Now you didn't even have Jisung here to cheer you on. You wondered how your ghost was faring home alone. You were sure he was keeping himself busy like he did before the two of you ever met—reading books, watching TV. Maybe he was even working in the garden in the backyard. The two of you had been working on livening up Hyukjun's flower beds again after they'd been poorly tended to for so long while you were gone.