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jeno pov

"yuta?"

no answer. i opened the door wider and stepped inside.

after looking around in every room there was nothing. i felt chills when i leaned against the kitchen island. there was nothing. a few of his items were gone and i knew he didn't just run off to the store. i know him and he wouldn't just do that.

this is jaehyun's number bc u love him so call him — xxx-xxx-xxxx

i pulled my phone out and dialed the number on the note hanging on the fridge. jaehyun. ive heard yuta talk about him and his friends but ive never met them.

"hello?"

"hi, uh, you knew yuta, right? im his friend jeno."

"ohh, jeno! yeah, ive heard about you. is something wrong?"

"...kinda? yuta won't answer his damn phone. have you seen him recently?"

"hm... i havent heard from him in a while. im sorry, jeno. i hope you find him soon though. keep me updated!"

"i will. bye jaehyun."

"byeee."