Simon's Game |nct 127|

What would you do...?

"Erm Yuta?" Haechan called out the man's name to get his attention.

"Yes?"

"I just remembered that I have to go somewhere." The boy announced, getting up from the bench.

"Where?" Yuta immediately stood up as well.

"I have to go and see Mark's father, to ask him about the funeral."

"Ok then I-"

"Please don't follow me." The boy said in a quiet manner and looked down. "You have already done enough." Haechan looked up again, smiling this time. "Thank you for everything." And with that, he left.

"Hiding your emotions behind a smile..." Yuta thought and chuckled. "This reminds me of a certain someone..." He admitted and looked Haechan's back. "Haechan please..." He pleaded internally and continued.

"Let me keep my promise."

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Haechan got off the bus he earlier jumped on and headed towards the hotel.

How was he going to face Mark's father...?

Did he miss his son? The boy really hoped so.

Gray clouds started hiding the pale blue sky and his gaze looked up. Maybe it would rain later but that didn't matter...he couldn't care less if his clothes would get soaked from the droplets that were about to fall from the cloudy sky. He just continued stepping forward, even if a fade thunder echoed to his ears, because he was close to his destined location, but even if he wasn't, he wouldn't stop walking.

After some time he entered the hotel. He managed to arrive completely dry, as it hadn't rained yet. This place...this familiar place didn't feel like it used to. When visiting this building Haechan felt exited, happy and so much more but now...

Now he felt a weird sensation...a bad one. A mixture of negative feelings. Sadness, anxiety and for some reason guilt. He didn't want to walk any further but he had to. Unfortunately the boy needed to visit the reception in order to talk with Mark's father.

And so he did. He walked towards the reception desk but Mark was nowhere to be found, only a young girl stood behind it...

Haechan's lips trembled but he wasn't going to cry. Not again.

"Hello..." He managed to say when he reached the desk.

"Hello!" The girl smiled and greeted him cheerfully.

"Is...um...can I talk to your boss?" He asked.

"Is there anything wrong sir?" The girl wondered surprised.

"Um no...it's just...look can I please only ask him a question?" He asked again, insisting, placing both of his hands on the reception desk.

"I don't know-"

"Please..." Haechan said and looked down. "It won't take long..." He put pressure to both of his hands in order to control his emotions but they started trembling.

The girl must have noticed that so that's why she said: "O..ok then sir I'm going to call him give me a minute."

"Thank you..." Haechan said and his body calmed down a little.

"Mr. Lee. there's a boy that wants to umm...talk to you..." There was a small pause before she continued. "I tried but he won't leave, he said it won't take long." Then another moment of silence. "Ok Mr. Lee thank you so much." And the girl closed the phone. "He said that he has some time so he will be here in a few seconds."