When Jisung got to Jeno's place, he knocked on the door and pressed the buzzer, but there was no answer. He heard someone and then turned around to see Baekhyun there. "Baekhyun-hyung, right? Do you know where Jeno is?" he asked.

"Yes, that's right, but no. I have no idea where he is either. I'm guessing you got a note right? I got one too, but I think they are quite different. My one said, hey hyung, I am going to go on a trip to try to learn how to control myself. I don't know when I'll be back and I am not telling you where I'm going. Please make sure Jisung doesn't try to follow me, from Jeno. Anyway, since he's an adult and he can't exactly die, I let him go," answered Baekhyun.

"He said that?" asked Jisung. "Thanks hyung. At least I know now. Bye!" he exclaimed as he left. He went back home and just sat on the couch for a while. He didn't know what to do. His phone was beside him on the couch and it was on silent. He could see out of the corner of his eye that his friends were calling him, but he was just not bothered to answer. After a while though, he got his phone and texted his friends on a group chat that he was fine and just tired. They went quiet afterwards, which he was thankful for.

That night, he fell asleep on the couch. When he woke up, it was still dark outside and as he got up, he felt aches all over his body from sleeping in an awkward position. He saw the apple in front of him and ate it. He didn't know how long he had to wait until he could see Jeno, but what he knew was that it felt as if there was a hole in his heart. He felt empty inside. Jisung had to wait until Jeno came back to confess, but what if he had already moved on? What if Jeno came back with a partner? What if he had to wait months? Years?

It was giving him too much of a headache so he stopped thinking about it so much. He threw the apple core into the bin and washed his hands. He didn't have any lectures that day, so he was free to do as he pleased. He went and hung out with his friends that day and just forgot about everything for a while. That was until he thought he saw Jeno watching him. Jisung thought he saw Jeno standing in the middle of the busy streets of the city, but when a person walked passed in front of him, he disappeared.

"Hey dude! Stop spacing out like that! We're supposed to be having fun!" one of his friends punched his arm in a joking manner.

"Sorry man. I must be hallucinating. Anyway..." He and his friends partied all day and all night long. One of Jisung's friend's mother had to drive them back home because they were too drunk by the end of it.

Jisung didn't get to see Jeno again - at least not for a couple of years.

Jisung was at his university getting some last minute touch ups before the graduation ceremony. He quickly combed his hair and then decided to mess it up again. He ran out of the bathroom and to the grand hall where all the year's graduates were awaiting. He was slightly bored throughout the ceremony and after he went up, received the certificate, took a picture, came back down from stage there was still a speech and the national anthem.

After that was over, he planned to go out with his friends to celebrate. But fate seemed to be on his side this time. As he got up and followed along with the crowds towards the exits, there seemed to be an odd figure, moving into the hall instead. Of course, Jisung wasn't paying any attention to where he was walking and then bumped into the figure. "Oh sorry- " He was completely lost for words.

"For bumping into me?" Jisung couldn't believe it. The crowd, professors, everyone had left the hall and the only other people were the cleaners. He felt tears roll down his face as he saw Jeno right there in front of him. "Let's go outside and talk." Jeno led them outside and Jisung followed cautiously. When they stopped, they were far into the campus and in a very secluded garden. There was a small tea table with matching chairs. Jeno went ahead and sat down.

Jisung followed. "I-I can't believe that you're here. I didn't think that I would ever see you again hyung," he said.

"Well, thanks to the help Zitao-hyung, I am perfectly capable now of handling myself. There was another reason that I came back though, Jisung," mentioned Jeno.

"And what's that?" he asked.

"A little bird told me that you wanted to tell me something very important. It told me that you regretted not telling me before I left. I was