Monophobia -SehunxLuhan-Luhan's p.o.v

Strike 1

Ch.8
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Being noticed was the last thing on my list. I checked my reflection twice to make sure that I couldn't even recognize myself. I was set with a pair of sunglasses a thick hoodie and a face mask, pulling my hazed purple-pink hair back for extra precautions.

"What are you doing LuHan?" I whispered to myself. I looked ridiculous. I wasn't even sure if he wanted to see me. If he pushed me away like I had envisioned so many times before, I think I would go mad.

I heard the driver outside of my house, making sure that my little getaway was top secret, I couldn't afford Sehun finding out that I went to Korea, he would hide from me..

I grabbed the little bags that I had to take with me and placed it into the trunk, thanking the driver for coming on such short notice.

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Leaving Shanghai was difficult but the thought of going back to Seoul when it's been so long hurts even more.

No longer seeing blue sea out of my window but the early morning sun peeking out over the city and made my stomach twist and I adjusted my seat.

They informed us about fifteen minutes ago that we'd be arriving shortly so it made my airspace a lot more breathable now after the long flight.

I thought that I would be able to get at least a shot of sleep but my mind had tricked me with the thought of Sehun, of anything going wrong, of not finding him in time, if this was all just me being foolishly clingy to a boy that never even loved me in the first place.

What if Sehun was perfectly fine? If he'd been skipping and I'd been tripping this entire time, if I had made myself look obsessed with the thought of him, when he never thought twice of me ...

This "arriving shortly" deal, was going to take way longer, and I couldn't stop myself from eating away my sanity.

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Seoul was as busy and crowded as I remembered. Foreigners, lost kids, confused adults had invaded the idea of personal space and were all one.

I adjusted my mask on my face, placing my sunglasses back on as soon as I had gotten deeper into Seoul's airport.

Quickly I grabbed my suitcase from the belt, trying not to gain any extra attention to myself.

I needed to start looking now and end this. I needed Sehun to tell me that he was okay.

"Soojin..is that-?" I heard the harsh almost too loud whispers from somewhere behind me and my heart leaped to my throat.

"Omo-hurry take a pict-" "Ani!"  Turned quickly to see the two girls huddled together with their camera phone and I took the device from there hands quickly.

"LuHan oppa-" I shushed them quickly after dropping my things to calm the two girls before they did anything stupid.

"Please. Please put your phones away." I have them back the phone reluctantly, pulling my mask down slightly so they could hear me better and I made sure that everyone was walking past us like nothing was happening.

The girls looked panicked hesitating to reach out and touch me. "Luhan you're here, why?" One of them could barely speak- they had both looked like Americans one with dark slightly curly hair and one with shoulder length.

Of course they recognized me as I noticed on the taller girl's phone case was a picture of Chen and Sehun and the other had a Kyungsoo jacket on- they were in almost full gear.

"You can't tell anyone that I'm here." I stated visually calming down as the girls didn't seem too pushy.

The girls looked at each other, then laughed like there was a joke and the taller girl handed me her phone suddenly.

I stared at it for a while but then the other girl handed me a sharpie.

"If I sign this-you won't tell a soul?" I asked in capping the marker and began signing it.

The two nodded jumping at their heels. They thanked me in quiet squeaks and rushed bows. I lifted my mask back over my mouth as the two left.

I silently prayed that not only was it the first time but it would be the last fan encounter that I had.