Into the Hornet's Nest

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          On day 76, Minho could finally bring himself to go to the diner for old time's sake. He walked in, looking to the chalkboard only to find the whole wall had been wiped clean and only a few spots had been written on again. Logically, it made sense to him that it would be gone. Even though he had expected it, not seeing it felt as if Han's existence in the town had been wiped away with it. The last time he had gone to the diner it had still been there - he wondered how long it had been gone. He had tried his best to not cry in his booth, looking at the empty seat across from him. He tried to push away the memory of Han sitting across from him and smiling at him. He tried to ignore the voice in his head repeating the words 'loosen up, man.' He tried to forget that the last time he had been there had been the day he confessed his love for Han, staring with tears in his eyes at the untouched strawberry milkshake across from his chocolate one. He let the tears fall, sniffling away his hope that Han would walk in as if he had never left, sit across from him and ask him if he was okay. Minho had gone home that night and checked the mail, trying not to let it bother him that he still hadn't gotten a letter. He just sat in the yard, illuminated by his porch light while he sipped the strawberry milkshake from his to-go cup. He may or may not have strained his hearing just in case he may hear a bike approaching the house. He had gone inside after finishing his shake and hearing nothing but the wind in the trees.