Ever since that one particular night, Taeyong couldn't help but feel that something was off.
He definitely knew that it wasn't Jaehyun.
Or that was what he told himself constantly.
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Taeyong sighed, ever since Jaehyun was gone he became lonely again and locked himself in his home all day long, never daring to go outside.
The only people who he stayed in communication with were who he was most closest too, Taeil, Ten, Yuta, Haechan, and Chenle.
Everyone else was just pushed to the side.
Taeyong never dared told anyone, just said that Jaehyun went somewhere and wanted to be left alone for a while.
But it's already been a year, hasn't that been too much of a while?
Taeyong got up from his bed and decided to go downstairs to get a snack but some particular note on the floor caught his attention.
Taeyong picked up the note and yelped when he felt something wet on the paper which caused him to immediately drop it.
Taeyong widened his eyes as he saw that his hands were covered in...blood?
Taeyong shook his head, probably his mind messing with him since he was tired.
Curiosity got to the best of him though and he cautiously picked up the note again.
Gasping on what the red blood ink read.
"Missed me, Taeyong?"
-T B C-
