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Nayeon POV
I went to school after not finding Taeyong anywhere in the house. I just hope he's here. If he didn't want to tell me about what happened, he shouldn't have told me he was. Maybe he's not even here and just wanted to completely avoid me. I also gave him the week off so there also that.
I just don't know what to think. I just wished he would talk to me. Like what the hell happened to him? I guess he wants space. I'll give him space if that's what he wants...
"Nayeon!" I hear Momo call out my name. I turn around and she jumps onto me. I held onto her out of reflexes. She has a smile plastered onto her face. I wonder what she's so happy about.
"Yes?" I questioned as her her face was inches from mine. "What's up?"
"The girl I like... moved!" Momo said rather too excitedly.
I lift a brow. "And you're happy about that?" I ask getting a little confused.
"Yes! It's a good thing!" Momo said as she jumped off me. "Now no more questions!" She places in finger on her lip. "Oh, but where's your boyfriend?" She nudges me at the last part.
"He's not my boyfriend." I roll my eyes at her question. "Wait," I look at her. "He's not here?" So he didn't show up?
"I haven't seen him." Momo said looking around. "Maybe he's here... but I would usually see him by now."
"Well..." I rub my arm from the worry I felt. "I'm sure he's fine." I said, linking arms with her. I'm going to wait until he talks to me. I'll give him space.
The only thing is that I'm going to have spend after school detention all by myself doing all they work. I hope wherever Taeyong is... he's okay. We went into the school building.
*** Taeyong POV
"Did you guys really have to do this?" I say as I sat in a van. I've been kidnapped by my cousin and my parents stupid body guard. I didn't sign up to have a life. (Same, fam)
"Sorry bud," Dahyun ruffles my hair. "You have to come back home."
"Was tying me really necessary?" I said, trying to get out of the tight grip of rope. "Get me out of here."
Dahyun takes a seat across from me. "It won't help, Taeyong."
"Why bring me back?! I left for a reason! I was locked up for eighteen years! Eighteen!" I yell at Dahyun. "You don't understand. I was turning crazy all those years... just like you people."
