Okay, remember when I said I'll update this late October, and now it's been, what, like 7 months? I missed this story hopefully as much as you did guys, and now I'm back after months of being stuck at school, exams, and homework but worry not! I am halfway through the 23rd chapter now that I'm kind of done. I have my finals in 2 months and It's nerve-wracking but writing helps. ANYHOW, you can go re-read the past chapters if you feel like you forgot some of the events? Honestly, I wouldn't blame you.

But yeah! Enjoy this spoiler-ish? part, and don't be fooled! this might be misleading, but it also might not be ;)

Little did he know the rise of her voice wasn’t that of anger or of annoyance; her hands started to shake slightly as her bottom lip shook repeatedly, her brows scrunched in a straight line and her chest heaving up and down, “Baekhyun, I can’t find your phone.”

He stopped.

“What do you mean?”

“Your phone…it’s not there.”

Baekhyun bolted from his previous position and snatched the backpack from Mina’s hands, his own hunting through the clutter of random things, cursing silently at himself for not emptying the bag before coming to Kodak. He did so right after, watching as his belongings fall onto the ground, the echoes of his spray cans overflowing the atmosphere. His eyes widened in horror at the realization that he might’ve dropped his phone in the DVD store, the onl