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Others would think Kim Heejung who's lacking in emotions, has everything... but perhaps not everything. Everything meant differently from the girl who was deprived of the only thing she was passionate about. As if it wasn't th...
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Later that night, the food they ordered arrived. It was a feast. Two boxes of chicken and two bowls of Kimchijiggae for two people—which would most probably end up inside their fridge on the next day.
"So, how's the guys doing?" Heejung asked as she removes the lids of the containers, eyes glimmering at the sight of the favorite chicken she's been craving.
"I don't know," replied Sehun, eyeing the chicken as well before picking up a piece. "We don't really talk about it. Only in formal meetings."
"Why not?"
Only a shrug answered her question and soon, they sat in silence, savoring the flavor of the chicken and Kimchijjigae.
"I will miss seeing you perform all together," she blurted, taking another spoon of the stew.
"I'm already missing it." Sehun plastered a sad smile, eyes flickering to the television in front of them as they preferred eating in the living room.
"Do you think it's possible that you'll all get together someday?"
And another shrug. But was left with deeper thought about it.
"Anyway, I know you'll still do great with your upcoming performances,"
"Thanks. I hope so."
Heejung suddenly started scratching her throat, nose reddening as she slowers down her intake of the chicken she's holding. Sehun immediately noticed the changes.
"Hey, are you okay?"
She gave him a relaxed nod, standing up to go to her room and grab her medication. But the drawer she swore she placed it was empty. She was out of medications.
Distress infiltrated her system at the realization and for minutes, she didn't know what to do. Sehun had already sensed something was wrong and so, the idol sprinted to Heejung's room, hands palming the sides of the door.
"Heejung-a, what's wrong?"
He stepped inside her room as the girl frantically searched for her phone that she forgot she left downstairs. She passed by Sehun and he noticed her eyes getting reddish and swelling with tears she tried to wipe off with the back of her hand.
"What's happening?" Sehun worried as he watched her ran outside and heavy footsteps resounded from the stairs.
He trailed behind her.
"Slow down!" He yelled when Heejung reached the ground floor and immediately took her phone that's sitting on the couch.
By the looks of it, Sehun concluded she was allergic to something they ate. What confused him was that she looked like she's aware of the cause, but she still ordered the food they just ate.
As Heejung hurriedly dialed on her phone, the 94-liner went to the kitchen to get the girl a glass of water. He went back to the living room and passed it to her whilst she was waiting for her best friend to pick up, continuously scratching her neck and even her arms that were beginning to have red spots.
