Sempiternal ♢ Jicheol

육십 육 • did you?

7, 10 and 13.

This ain't that good (for me) but I hope you like it nonetheless. triple update!

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As Seungcheol stared at the starry sky, he couldn't help but reminisce everything back then.

He can still remember how Jihoon would hold his hand before saying, "If you feel empty, hold my hand." Now, it was just empty. No one to hold his hand anymore.

"Did you leave because you don't like me anymore, huh Jihoon?" Seungcheol felt ridiculous for talking to himself, but what can he do? He's been thinking about thousands of reasons why Jihoon would leave him.

Was he not enough? Did he do something wrong? Did he say something that hurt him? Did he even really love him?

Seungcheol scoffed and wiped the tears that rolled from his eyes. Angry tears, instead of sad. He was angry. No, not at Jihoon. He was angry- no, furious at himself. Maybe he really wasn't enough.

"Did you still think of me as the person before?" He asked once again, shouting out loud at the vast emptiness across him. "That useless, uncool nerd from highschool? Is that it, Jihoon?"

He grabbed a rock nearby and threw it as hard as he can. He wanted to shout, cry, run away. He wanted to do anything and everything that can make him forget about that small, cute, furious guy.

But how? He asks himself. How can he forget a person who made a big impact on him?

Seungcheol sighed, a small smile appearing on his face. "Another useless night, Seungcheol. Crying over someone who didn't even give importance to you. Don't worry, Lee Jihoon. I'll forget you somehow, someday."