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Mark's POV

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Mark's POV

Playing the melody of sweet music, I feel the beat of my heart. I just finished taking a bath and now I'm drying my black hair.

I am planning to go to Donghyuck and Jeno's apartment. They live together. Same as Jaemin and Jisung. While Renjun stays and Chenle's house.

Yeah they live together because of school and Chenle can also have an apartment, having it small but cozy is not a problem.

But he is just too rich that he built a house here in South Korea.

I got out of my room, excited to see my brother again. I travelled my way down the stairs, with a smile written on my face, looking at my clean, neat home.

My home, where I spent my years of growing up. Where I learned lessons more significant than the topics we tackle at school.

Where Taeyong hyung taught me values.

I always remember the both of us watching TV together if he's on a day-off, then we will laugh all night until I fall asleep. Then I will wake up with a blanket that is wrapping me and a note that says he left for work.

This is home.

You can't see any traces of dust wherever you turn your curious head. As expected from my clean freak brother.

I miss those times when he scolds me whenever I don't clean my room.

But there is no one, the living room is empty, so is the kitchen.

All I see is a yellow note sticked to the television.

'Taeyong hyung has an urgent work. Be sure to attend your schedule with your friends. Remember, you're going to the cafe to celebrate graduation yesterday.'

Oh he is not home again.

Does that mean that what happened to the artificial world is untrue? Taeyong hyung never said anything about it and he still treated me as the same Mark Lee.

Also, the graduation was yesterday. And when I was with Haeshan, it was at the time when the sun sets and I woke up on my bed.

I fixed myself, tapping the invisible dusts away from my clean casual clothing. Just wearing a white shirt beneath my blue denim and light brown plants.

And my shoes are black by the way.

My hair is on its natural position. I'm wearing my curly hair for today, it feels so fluffy.

I locked the door of the house to move my body to the house of my friends.

"Seagull!"

I heard a car honk but I think the 'seagull' is much more heard. I turn my gaze to the owner of the voice, it's a boy waving his hands outside the car window, his head showing as well.

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