Hana walked into the unusually quiet library. Yes, a quiet library from Monday to Friday (with an exception of Tuesday, club meetings) is unusual when you're used to obnoxious laughter, audaciously loud chatter and even occasional wails of pain, being the first sounds to cross your ears as you walk through the door. Slightly confused but not entirely clueless Hana made her way around the empty tables and although she could not see the familiar figures, she was pinning on the thought that maybe they all fell off their chairs while napping like Baekhyun did when her and Lay volunteered to get them ice creams once and Kyungsoo deemed his friend's position 'too peaceful' to wake him up and that he didn't want to 'ruin his dream'.
However, the chairs, as well as the floor, had no sleeping figures. She dumped her bag her neighboring seat and pulled out her phone with no new messages.
'Hana: is today's session canceled? Why aren't you guys here yet?'
She pressed send and waited.
A minute.
Two minutes.
Fifteen.
'Hana: hello? Guys?'
Nothing.
She sighed as she let go of her phone, not bothering that it hit the table surface with a 'thak', and looked out the window with a frustrated scowl. The library was not only silent but also deserted, if she was to exclude the librarian who looked strangely content to her today. Probably because the regular noise polluters were absent today. Hana could hear the grand clock that hung amidst all the frames behind the librarian's desk. She drummed her fingers on the dark brown table as she scanned the limited area exposed by the glass for any signs of three certain boys.
She saw students pass by with disinterest. The only ones she was interested to find did not only possibly stood her up, but also refused to answer her texts. Even the personal messages she sent to Lay went unanswered which only added to her annoyance. The stinging silence and the mere feeling of being alone made Hana's stomach churn. The stoic girl who had surrounded herself with nothing BUT silence now dreaded even a few minutes of it. The loner who avoided any form of social approach from anyone outside her household now found being left alone suffocating.
The epiphany made Hana feel a rush of emotions. She was happy about the change. To her it indicated that she was setting things right. She was finally making friends which meant she was living her life just like a normal teenager. But there was this little voice in her head, a nagging voice, telling her that she had become too dependent on the three. That she had made herself too use to them. the thought scared her. what if something ever happened to them? would she end up how she did after her parents died? What if the reason they weren't replying right now was because something unfortunate happened?
From there Hana's thoughts escalated and she scared herself more than necessary. Bad thoughts constantly attacked her mind and although she told herself to shake off the images and keep calm, the sight of the white Hyundai hitting a truck flashed past her. Hana took deep breaths and counted 'til 50, a technique her new psychiatrist had taught her. She argued with herself, producing logical reasons as to why they could be late. The thought that maybe they stood her up didn't even bother her at the moment.
Hana jumped in her seat when a black and white object suddenly hit the window. Looking out the window again she saw herself staring back at Yuri. She hadn't seen her since that one time a few months back. They stared, and suddenly Hana's thoughts became occupied entirely with Yuri. The years they spent together, their unfinished plans, their fight, all flooded her mind. Yuri looked a bit more prepared for the encounter as she was the first to recover. The girl scoffed and slightly shook her head, something Hana remembered her doing to show disappointment, picked up the soccer ball from near the window and walked back.
