To Catch A Dream ❦ Chan

1 | Gone

Chan had just arrived back at the dorms after a long day at practice. He placed his things by the door, and then he stepped into the living room.

Slumping on the leather couch, he switched on the Tv and left it on the news. Watching it wasn't something he always did, but after a tiring day, having background noise was somewhat relaxing.

Taking his phone out of his pocket, he unlocked it and his thumb hesitated over his girlfriend's name. It had been so long since he had heard her voice, heck it had been ages since he had seen her in person. With both of their schedules being jam-packed, they hadn't had the chance to meet up or even talk on the phone. The most they had time for was to shoot a text to one another once or twice a week; just to say hi or ask how the other was doing.

Even when they weren't busy, it was hard for Chan to see Sunni. She was either out with her friends or doing something that never included him. It upset him, but he didn't want to be the controlling boyfriend, who told her who she could see, or what she could do. Sunni was like a bird; always free and doing whatever she pleases. Most of the time, she forgot that Chan even existed.

If you asked him why he was still with her, he wouldn't even be able to respond. He didn't know why he hadn't ended the relationship... Maybe, he was still clinging onto the past, and if he let her go everything that had happened between them would come to nothing.

As he continued to mull over whether or not he should call her, a piece of news caught his interest. It was about a boating accident that had occurred in the afternoon. It had made him pay attention to what the news reporter was saying because he vaguely recalled Sunni mentioning that she would spend the afternoon on her friend's boat, around the same area as the accident.

This time he didn't hesitate to tap her name, and he felt his blood run cold when all he got was the voicemail.

It couldn't have been the same boat, right? It just couldn't be.

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It had ended up being a sleepless night, one filled with endless worrying, and continuously trying to get in contact with Sunni.

Now, Chan found himself in the practice room with his group members, and they were currently stretching.

Then, the door opened to reveal their manager. A distraught look coated his features, and he looked a little awkward.

Moving further into the room, Chan noticed that their manager was avoiding looking at him. Yet, his eyes roamed over the other members.

Chan had a bad feeling.

"Uh, guys, sorry to interrupt, but there is something you ought to know." He scratched his cheek, and then continued, "you all must've heard about the boating incident. Well, there's been some new developments, and they have revealed that there were no survivors. And they've named a few of them, one of them being..."

This time he did look Chan's way. Concern deepened the wrinkles around his eyes, as he said the next part - the part that broke Chan's heart into tiny pieces:

"Sunni... One of the bodies was identified as Sunni."

A loud thud was heard, and the guys turned their heads to where Chan had been standing moments before. He had fallen to his knees, with tears pouring down his face, and he was murmuring something, incoherently.

Jun rushed to his side and helped him to stand.

"Chan, Chan it's ok. Everything's going to be ok."

Even Jun knew that everything he was saying to comfort Chan, was all lies. For Chan, it would never be ok again. Each member knew how much Sunni had meant to their youngest member, and how much her being gone would break him.

"I never got to say..." He couldn't talk properly due to the sobs that were racking his body.

"What did you never get to say, Channie?" Donghun now stood by his other side and laid a hand on his trembling back.

"I never got to say sorry."