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It was around four in the afternoon when Hajun entered my workshop. His entrance too silent to disturb me.
The downside is that he was too silent to even let me know he was there with me. This was both a good thing and a bad thing.
"I figured I would find you in here."
His voice startled me so bad I almost slapped everything off my work table. Hand clutched over my heart I whirled around. He wasn't even looking at me. Eyes roaming around the photos I had hung to dry.
In turn, I studied him.
He was such a strange sight for me to see inside my red room. It had been what, six month? an year? since I last saw him in here.
"You do realise what day it is don't you?" he asked, eyes zeroing on me. He already knew the answer, hence his going on without waiting for my reply. "It's Wednesday. You should've been at the cafe and hour ago."
Was there something I was forgetting? I'm certain my calendar was free the entire week.
"The get-together. Ring any bells?"
I slapped my hand over my mouth to stifle the gasp I took. Now the whole plethora of texts from Hyejin made sense. Oh, she was going to have my head for ignoring her. Not to mention she had reminded me last night when she brought dinner.
"Right," I said turning back to washing the film. More so for something to do, than out of necessity. "Yes. Well, ur-"
I couldn't lie. Not to someone who knew all my tells. Not to the one person who could read me like an open book.
Before I could come up with something to explain that I wasn't attending without telling him why, his sigh cut into the room. The sound ringing in the silence of the small room.
"Did something happen between you and Antieno?" He asked. Voice guarded, sounding as if he were stepping on eggshells. My shoulders stiffened as I turned to him again, hating how well he could read me.
Fingers pinching the bridge of his nose, his brows were creased with worry.
"Don't even think of making an excuse Haie. You've been avoiding the woods since Sunday, when you came into the cafe crying. Buying yourself with work and hardly spending time with anyone, not even stepping out of the house. Most importantly, your not finding for your muse."
He didn't have to spell it out to me what his words truly meant. Which is why I quickly shook my head, disagreeing with him.
"No, no, no, no. Nothing like that happened. We didn't fight or anything," I said.
