Twenty-one 

Min Jun awakens with a headache and a tear-stained pillow. She grabs her phone and swears under her breath at the missed calls from her boss. She had done an irresponsible thing and overslept. She has not been this crushed from heartbreak since her teens. She bites her lip anxiously as she plays the voice message he left her. Relief washes over her body as she realizes she isn’t in trouble. She has been given a week off work to recover from the shock of her maximum security patient escaping. In fact, her boss had been very apologetic and sincere. Min Jun flops back into her pillows. By god did she need a break. 

She scrolls through her notifications. Nothing from Sehun. She snorts. Of course, he did not care. She was just his plaything. A placeholder until he found the right girl who would turn a blind eye to his cheating. She most definitely is not that girl. She curls up under her covers and emits a lengthy sigh. Her love life, by all means, happens to be perpetually in shambles. Is it her fault? She had no idea why things keep going wrong. She stares blankly ahead for a few moments, before closing her eyes again and drifting back to sleep. 

She wakes up to her bedroom in total darkness. Lightning illuminates it momentarily, followed by a deafening crack of thunder. She had slept the whole day. She pulls