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Hyeongjun wasnt around anymore. I wouldnt be able to hear the word noona. Everyone was upset about the whole thing, but all i could do was either sit down and cry or accept the fact and move on.

Semester break was almost finished.
I was still clueless on what would happen, when we all, look at eachother, in realization that Hyeongjun wouldnt be with us anymore.

I groaned in frustration and exhaust.

"hey"  opening the door of my room, revealed Jungkook.

"i just wanted to say thank you."

i landed my eyes on his, as i stared at a whole galaxy. thank you

"your welcome? When are you gonna leave?"

"is that your way of forcing me to leave because you dont like my prescence or what?"

"I was just asking."

"you probably didnt know."

"know about what?"

"nevermind."

I stared at him in confusion and then looked away.

Staring at him for too long was also too much. Especially looking at him in the eyes, I felt like I could see a galaxy. In his eyes, I could see stars that sparkle.

"you miss Hyeongjun dont you?"

"how would you know about me? we just met..days ago."

"I was just asking."

"are you imitating me?"

"probably because you almost insulted me."

"yea I miss Hyeongjun, thats all."

"i'll go now, I think. Since you want me to leave right?"

"you sure you have recovered well? And im not forcing you to leave, I just asked. Go home if you want to."

"before that, you know I cant walk around wearing a blood stained and ripped shirt like this, can I borrow something from you?"

"really? I dont think I have any."

"you do"

"why are you forcing me?"

"im not"

"fine."

i stood up from my bed , and opened the door of my closet, as I fiddled trying to find an oversized shirt.

"here." I tossed him a shirt.

"thanks. I'll be going."

He looked at me before leaving and closing the door.

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Finally reaching the doorstep of his house, then also realizing that he probably have dropped the key, he sighed in frustration and looked around to see if there was another way in.

Yet, there was an open window, the kitchen window.

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I never thought that my house would be clean again. As i finally finish picking up the clothes scattered on the floor, i look around at my first time tidy house.

But then again, I still had little money left to feed myself. But what if I asked Hyuna? What if I asked to live with her since Hyeongjun wasnt there anymore?