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01. Lost City
THE shoot ended with satisfaction of both Taehyung, and the photographer. He gave a quick nod to Taehyung, making the latter sigh. He removed the skin-peeling tight coat off, tossing it away.
He walked to his dressing room, closing the door behind and sitting on the chair, he crossed his legs and leaned back, closing his eyes. His head was pouncing with thought, and worry.
One side was his personal life, and on the other, the new magazine. Keeping everything together was hectic for him, he needed some time off, some time just for him and his thoughts.
Time to organise his head.
He breathed a sigh, moving his hand above his head and rubbed his scalp, "That was great," His manager barged in the room, a huge smile of satisfactory on his face.
Taehyung hummed along with him, nodding. "Yeah, that was satisfying," He agreed, leaped forward to reach to his bag, and took his phone out.
He got up, tossing the bag in his manager's hand, and walked out, muttering, "Take this home," The manager watched in confusion as Taehyung left, unnoticed.
He walked to his car, unlocking it. He sat inside, and took a second to examine his surroundings. He almost forgot that he wasn't in Daegu, but Seoul.
Travelling made him forget even the time; work, to be exact.
The cities were lost in rain pouring down harshly, he drive down to the wet streets, trying to clear his clouded head. There was a time when songs made him forget the world, and now, work makes him forget songs.
He turned the radio on, finally feeling a little light headed. Without even thoughts, he felt heavy.
He drove past buildings, only one place in his head. "Ugh, that café was here somewhere, where's it gone now," He felt a little annoyed, trying to find the aesthetically pleasing café he met the last time he was here.
Suddenly, something caught his eyes, no, someone.
He stopped dead in his tracks, eyes stuck on the woman, laughing and giggling with another man. Only one name came to his tongue, "Hyeri," He breathed out.
He was lost, in her, she was there, in front of him. A friend who left him, abandoned him, was right there.
The honk of a car right behind him startled him out of his thoughts, and by this time, she was gone. He knitted his eyebrows, driving to the pavement where she was.
She wasn't there, not even in miles from the road. He hit his head twice, sighing, "Taehyung, you're going crazy," He told himself, pressing his lips in a thin line, and started driving away with only one thought,
