~Your POV~

I started packing to head out to find Myungsoo when I heard a slight tapping on my door. “Come in,” I murmured. Sungyeol waded into the room, watching me with his chestnut eyes. He seemed to be perplexed, as I could tell from the way he carried his body. “Um… what are you doing, Hayoung?” he asked me. I only assured him that I would be coming back later, but there was a task that I needed to finish first. I was determined to find Myungsoo and bring him back, no matter what the cost.

Yeol seemed to be able to noticed that something was amiss. “Hayoung, are you really planning on leaving us as soon as you woke up? Is it because Myungsoo isn’t here right now?” Yeol shrieked. Bingo… how does he manage to read my so well? I tried to play the situation off, “well, you see… it’s not really that… It’s more like…”, but he cut me off. “It’s ok Hayoung, I know how you feel… in fact, I came in here to bring you out to the living room real quick.”

Sungyeol took my hand and dragged me out to our living room. Everything is just as I remembered, though everyone looks so sullen. The boys were gathered around the room, sitting silently and watching me as if I would break were they to breathe on me wrong. “So, we have something I think you should know Hayoung,” Sunggyu started. He spoke tenderly as if he were talking to a child. Woohyun continued where he left off, like the pair they are,” You see Hayoung… Myungsoo isn’t here right now.” Noted. “And well, h