GTFO

Chap 58: Give Up

Eunwoo's POV

Would everything have been different if I had made him stay at home?

Or if I didn't leave him alone when I went to get breakfast.

What if I came back to him faster before he got dragged away?

Or maybe if I got to him before he was locked inside.

Would I have been able to change whatever that is happening now?

But, I guess he did gain his memory back.

And I lost him just like that, in a blink of an eye.

All these thoughts kept me up all night and I couldn't even get a wink of sleep from the despair I was feeling.

Trudging out of the house after getting ready despite the little amount of energy that was left inside of me, I got inside my car.

I should have just stayed at home with him yesterday.

Ruffling my hair in frustration, I started the car and drove to the school, absolutely not ready to see him again.

But, the probability of encountering him by chance was too little, which I couldn't understand if it was a good thing or a bad thing.

After parking my car and entering my office, I sat down on the chair to get through all the paperwork and tasks I had to complete.

It's fine. I can just live like how I lived before anything happened.

The day passed really slowly and I had barely talked to anyone besides those who entered my office to ask me questions or the teachers who came to pass me things I required from them.

The part of me which wanted to see Renjun was masked away by the part which wanted to forget him, and so, I hid away in my office until it was lunchtime. By lunchtime, I had no other option but to leave my office to get food, after which I was planning to come straight back to my office once again.

This little game of avoiding Renjun was driving me insane when I was dying to just see him smile at least once, just once being enough.

In the cafeteria, while students were having their lunch at the tables, I went on to get my own lunch in a takeaway container. As I waited for my food to be prepared, I scanned the students sitting at the tables to search for the boy who still made my heart beat faster despite it being broken. When my eyes landed on that specific boy, I felt my breath hitch. He was seated with boys I presume to be his classmates and the one beside him was the same green-haired boy who was comforting him yesterday.

Every little thing about him still made my heart flutter, but the feeling started to slowly die as I accepted the fact that he'll never have space in his heart for me.

He seemed happy with that boy, smiling whenever they made eyecontact and laughing while talking to each other.

Turning away, I tapped the counter impatiently for my food to be ready faster before sighing and dropping my head.

It's fine. He's okay. He's happy.

After thanking the person and accepting the food, I walked out of the cafeteria back to my office, as expressionless as I could be.

I sat in silence as I stared at the food, not feeling hungry despite missing my breakfast.

It's fine-- I quit, I want him back.

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