Kyungsoo had almost reached his shabby apartment when he realized his phone wasn’t in his pocket.

“Aish! I must’ve left it at the café. I guess I’ll have to go get it,” Kyungsoo sighed. He turned around and trudged back to the restaurant. 

Sarangbi Café

The handsome man went to the register to pay for his meal. Patiently, he waited for Suho to come to the counter so he could pay. He noticed a cell phone vibrating. The man looked around for the owner of the phone. He was the last one in the restaurant since it was so late. The phone stopped. He peeked at it.

3 missed calls: Haneul

Shock struck the man like lightning. It couldn’t be… his Haneul? The phone rang again. Quivering, he slowly answered it.

“…Y-yobosaeyo?”

“Kyungsoo-ah! HELP!”