HoSeok didn't know what was happening. During last two days he had sent SeokJin a tone of text, but still haven't got any text back. He also wasn't answering any calls from him. It was worrying HoSeok.
Something could've happen when he was walking home. Not knowing was something awful. He was afraid for his new friend as he didn't know the cause of his disappearance. What happened? He had no idea. But he was sure it was nothing good.
Another unanswered call, another texts and still nothing. As if the ground swallowed him. But what was the cause? What made their contact being cut? He wanted just a sign from the younger. Even the famous dot. Anything. But from Kim there was only silence.
What could he do? He didn't resign from trying to contact the tounger, doing it even from his sister's phone as he thought and other number would do the trick but it was all in a vain. SeokJin wasn't answering and it was either because he didn't want or couldn't. However it was, HoSeok wanted to know. Did he do something wrong? Did he hurt him?
He wanted to know his mistake. Unawareness was a kind of torture. That's why he didn't stop with his tries to contact the boy. And he won't stop until he get his answers.
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Pʟᴀʏ ᴏғ Aɴᴛᴏɴʏᴍs || 2Sᴇᴏᴋ
Fanfiction{English isn't my first language. This is a translation of one of my works. Relationships between the characters are purely platonic.} Two boys on a stage of life have to, despite their differences, find common ground, not knowing the consequences o...
