He stands outside the door with both his hands shoved in his pockets, and stares at the dying little cactuses lined up just next to door. There are four of them, and he intentionally places the one nearest to the door about 5 cm off, just because he knows too well that Jinah’s a freak when it comes to things being in perfect order and place.

Because Jinah is a total freak at things being perfect and precise, she wants the same for her life, as well as her dreams. Unfortunately for both of them, he is no excuse to her.

A month has passed, and it is still in that same spot.

Luhan lets out a heavy sigh, and bends down to pick up the spare key under the very cactus pot which he left for her, just in case she changed her mind.

But she didn’t.