Tick!

Tock!

Tick!

Tock!

The sound of the clock echoed in all the room. The room wasn't empty. Then why was the sound echoing all over the place? It felt like the time was walking like a turtle why the time did sound like it was running fast?

The phone was on your hand. The screen was black, you swept the screen open then closed it again, and opening it and closing it as you were waiting for a simple response. Hesitation filled you as you just throw your phone beside you.

Nothing felt fine in your life nowadays. You held your tears that were threatening to fall. 

You tried to have a walk around your little apartment, thinking of your life. The more you think the more you got the feeling that you wanted to scream.

You took your phone again and you texted the one and only who would get you out of this all but you remembered that he told you he had a lot of work that day and how much he wished to stay with you instead. You smiled, when you remembered his cute pouty face but soon it faded when a long waited response had arrived.

You opened it and it said "hello, MS Y/N we are sorry but you aren’t accepted to -" you threw your phone on the couch near you as a grown of frustration skipped your mouth. You had been applying to many schools now but no one accepted you.

Feeling depressed of how your dream that you wanted to achieve was fading away slowly. You weren't rich nor were you good at studying. (A person like me doesn't deserve to live) you thought as the tears was freed, running down your cheeks. You started to sob feeling your heart clinching. You laid on the ground crying loudly. You thought if you cried something would change at least for once in your life.

Suddenly you felt strong arms around you. Pulling you up from the ground hugging you tightly. You clinched in his shirt as your sob started getting louder. A hand patted your head, pulling you closer to his chest.

When you calmed down a bit, you founded your body being carried as you were lifted to you room.

Daehyun's eyes were staring at yours as he started to fumble your hair, moving it aside from your face so he could get a clear look of your face.

"What's wrong?" He asked gently. His eyes were searching yours.

"What are you ...doing here? I thought... You had a lot of work." You sniffed as the word were choking coming out from you.

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