--- Your POV

"Hey, have you finished packing yet.?" oppa walked into the room.

"Yeah." I sadly replied.

The whole week I was here, I failed at looking for him.

I tried to retrace our step to his house last time I came, but I could find it.

I lost my way.

"Sorry I couldn't help you find him." he sat on the bed.

"Aniyo, it's okay." I weakly smiled at him.

It wasn't his fault.

I guess me and Doojoon's fate just doesn't match.

"Oppa, I need some time alone, can I go for a walk.?"

"Right now.? But it's already dark out. It'll be dangerous."

"No, I'll be fine. If anything happens, I'll call you." I shoewed him my phone.

"I don't know."

"Please.? I'm already going home tomorrow first thing in the morning."

"Fine. But promise to call me right away if anything seems strange. Arasso.?"

"Ne." I smiled.

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I put on my coat and headed down the streets.

I walked to a park near by and sat on the swings.

Slightly swinging back and forth, along with the cool night breeze.

Why couldn't I find him.?

Is Seould really this big.??

I looked ahead of me and it was a ice cream shop.

Wait. It was the same exact ice cream shop Doojoon took  me to.

I quickly got up and walk towards it.

If I want to find him, I got to retrace every little step, rig