That night ended after Hoseok sent me home. Done with changing my outfit into a comfortable pajama and doing the laundry, I went into my bedroom, getting ready to sleep. 

But I couldn't even close my eyes without thinking about what happened earlier. I couldn't help but to keep smiling from ear to ear. 

Hoseok immediately pouted right after hearing what I said earlier through the whole night. It made me frustrated so I decided to ask him.

It was only five minutes of walking before reaching my apartment. I broke the silence with a question. "You don't want to?" I looked down while fidgeting my fingers anxiously.

Hoseok took a glance a me, still pouting. He then finally spoke with a low voice. "It's not that..."

"Then?"

He ruffled his hair in frustration. "I'm the one who should say that. The 'from zero' thingy."

"Oh. I'm sorry."

"No! There's no need to apologize." He shook his head several times. "To be honest, I'm glad you also think the same as me."

"So... What are we now?"

"Each other's." he held my hand tightly, looking right into my eyes.

His eyes were sincere enough to prove that he wasn't joking, but there was some sense of desperation in his voice, making my body shivered in a good way.

Without realizing, I smiled from ear to ear, burying my face deeper into the soft yet fluffy pillows, kicking the air continuously using my both feet. For the first time after the breakup, I felt alive again. This whole time I had lived like a living corpse, walking helplessly without direction. People kept addressing me as a drama queen but if grieving over a "petty" breakup made me a drama queen, I couldn't care enough.

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Next morning, I woke up by the sound of my daily alarm. After turning it off, I stretched up a bit while still on the bed. Then I got up to wash myself. After thanking about 30 minutes to get ready, I went out and headed to the bus stop since it was still early and the bus to the campus still didn't arrive yet. 

"Hey."

I turned around, searching for the voice. It was Hyungwon's. He also was about to head to the campus. He sat beside me and smiled. I looked at him, curious, he didn't even live in this neighborhood. Probably noticing my expression, he chuckled and said, "I slept in my friend's house last night. I forgot to pay the last month rent and I got kicked out." His lips formed a smile but his face clearly showed that he wasn't fine at all.

And it made me thinking if I should tell him about last night or not.

"Wonnie."

"What's wrong?"

"Have you talk to Hari?" I asked, looking at his eyes nervously.

"About what?"

'Ah, he