Yunho's POV

I kept glancing through the glass walls of my office, looking up from my work every time someone passed by, hoping it was a certain someone but I was always left disappointed. I fidgeted with the pen in my hand before tossing it aside in annoyance, instead chewing on my bottom lip due to anxiety. Where the hell has Sunhee been? It's been three days since I last saw her. Three freaking days! She had three more days this week, with today being the last, and she didn't show up for any. I was hopeful that she would show up sometime today, wishing that she was just running late, but with the work day drawing towards an end, it was clear that she wasn't coming in. Again. I stared at my phone that was set on my desk and contemplated on calling her. I never concerned myself with the well-being of others but I was getting extremely worried of her sudden disappearance.

Wild scenarios began to play in my head about the silly, naive girl who has annoyingly occupied my mind more then she should, would go walking around at night time only to get kidnapped because she stupidly decided to take a shortcut home through an alleyway.

The thought caused for an involuntary shudder to ripple down my spine and I couldn't stop myself from grabbing onto my phone and searching for her number, desperately wanting to know that she was okay. The name 'Sugar Crazed Ahjumma' appeared on the screen but I couldn't bring myself to press call. My finger hovered over the button as I weighted out the pros and cons. Pros: call her, hear her voice, know that she's okay then ask her why she's been gone. Or cons: do that, then have her question why I'm calling her, needing for me to explain when I didn't know how.

I groaned and bury my face into my hands. This isn't me. I'm not not this kind of person. I didn't care for the feelings of others and I didn't care if I offended anyone, all I cared about is getting work done. So why is it that I can't do anything right when it comes to Sunhee? I can barely even understand myself anymore and it was all her fault. Before meeting her, I didn't care about anything else but work and getting a job well done. Then she came into my life a