A month later

Joohyun hauled the groceries from the car and painstakingly made her way towards the familiar decrepit path leading to her house. After opening the door and successfully keeping the perishable goods intact, she got inside the premises and flicked on the lights. The sight of her desolate living space was the first thing that greeted her.

Nevermind the empty bottles of beer that littered the ground, the stale food being infested with flies, soiled clothes piled thrown haphazardly by the hamper, nor the dirty dishes that had been sitting neglected on the sink for weeks. The usually spotless house was now unrecognizable. It seemed like the whole place had been burglarized.

Never mind the photographs of Seungwan was plastered on every wall and had a little shrine dedicated to her by the altar that served as a memento.

A stark reminder for what Joohyun had lost.

Sighing heavily, the older girl took off her shoes and carelessly dropped the groceries on the floor while completely ignoring how some of the fragile goods got destroyed. They'll eventually spoil in a few days but Joohyun couldn't be bothered. The light has left her soul and she stopped caring long ago. What was the point of living? She was all alone anyway.

There were sounds echoing from the living room and her ears perked up at the sudden stimulus. Her eyes widened in realization which caused her heart to race rapidly. It was a sensation Joohyun hadn't felt for a long time since she left. Without meaning to, her feet unconsciously l