phantazein • im changkyun

f i v e

he got up from the bed, his body felt so sore, that make him wondered what did he do yesterday.

he walked towards the curtain. he slid open the curtain and to his surprise, he saw the view of a place that he had left long time ago.

and that's when he realised, that the room is not his room. unfamiliar. but the surrounding perfectly match his taste.

this is exactly how he would organise the room.

" why can't i remember anything? "

his hand goes through his black hair in frustration. the fact that he can't remember what just happened yesterday, whose house he is staying at and the girl presence just make him..

stress.