“Kris, we have to leave.”

“No,” he kept his eyes closed. He felt her. He couldn’t leave now. He knew he was close, so close that he would swear that he could smell her.

“IT’S NOT SAFE. We have to ing go, man.”

“Chanyeol, shut up. We’re fine,” Kris turned his head around and smiled at his friend,” The moon isn’t out tonight.”

It’s been years since the last time Kris saw her. And not even once did he even think about giving up. Chanyeol, on the other hand, was exhausted. He hated her for what she had done to Kris. He couldn’t understand why Kris would still wait for the woman who broke his heart and come back to their promised spot every single year. Every single year, he waited. And not once, not even once, did she show up. Chanyeol hated the vixen for hurting Kris. He absolutely despised her.