Sehun felt a sudden uneasiness tugging in his heart as he stood there on the welcome matt of the front door. He gazes mindlessley towards his foot ,thinking whether he should enter or not. Thinking further, his hands held tighter onto the flower bouqets- which he had prepared earlier. 

Day one, (FLASHBACK)

10: 54pm

"Sehun? Sehun? are you there?" Luhan waves his hands at Sehuns face, trying to bring him back to reality. Such an Angelic voice.. so soft, gentle and calming.. Sehun thought.   "Yes, yes im here.." He responds, slowly leaning his back against the dining chair. He examines Luhan, remembering how bright he always looked and how he always keeps a positive attitude. But today, it was different. The two sat opposite eachother, casually drinking their orange juice and having a light conversation. Unfortunatley, Luhan haven't had a single touch of his cup, yet, he haven't been initiating the conversation. Right then Sehun knew that somethings not right. 

Day Two

4: 00pm

Sehun shuts the door behind him, slipping off his shoes with the opposite foot and went direclty to the kitchen. He just gotten home from university. He entered the kitchen throwing his bag onto the edge of the room, and across him, sat Luhan on the dining table. Busy writing, Sehun ignors him and settles into the fridge. After picking a snack of his choice, he exits the kitchen and left to the living room. Luhan.. he looks different, less brighter than usual. what brings?

weeks,

Its becoming a routine, I hate it. Everyday Sehun comes home from university, he sees Luhan in the kitchen writing on the same piece of paper. The past few weeks Sehun didn't hesitate to queston his actions, eventually curiosity overwhelms him when he realises that they haven't talked much either. Luhan.. He looks pale, unhealthy, and depressed. Day by day he looks even worst, whats up with him? what is he up to? 

In the middle of the night Sehun walks into the kitchen, yet to see unhealthy Luhan busy writing on the old piece of paper. Immediatley Sehuns heart sank to see him like this. He hid behind the counter, long enough til Luhan decideds to take a break, and when he did, Sehun walks to him "Luhan.. I hate seing you this way," but no response. Only the sound of ink scribbling on paper, followed by the Pit patters of rain outside. Luhan instantly grabs the paper, burrying them into his slacks, hiding them away from Sehun. "Enough. Time for you to rest." He held his remarkably weak body- feeling his shuttle shivering from the cold winter season, making Sehun feel worst than he was already. Sehun held his hands all the way to the bedroom, supporting his weight from collapsing He was certainley weak. That night, Sehun stayed awake, hearing the rain pattering while his chest felt cold in unease.

Tomorrow,

Sehun shuts the door behind him after a long day in university. Hoping to see Luhan still resting on the bed. He enters the kitchen, placed his bag and he notices Luhans Paper, folded and placed on the edge of the dining table. Frowning slightly he unfolds the paper and begun reading.

Dear Sehun, 

The reason why things had been strange latley is a long story. Its difficult to explain, 

please don't hurt yourself, like youv'e been doing to yourself lately. It taken me eternitny to find

a proper way to explain everything. weve been watching you act strangely calling

for Luhan. You will hate me after reading this, Please forgive me,

^{Sehun felt tears, which were delibretly being held back,}

and forgive yourself.  And dont forget 

to visit for new years,

^{Why is Luhan doing this?} 

dont forget to study too for youre upcoming exams and il will come

see you when you graduate, 

^{Tears began streaming down his cheeks as he continued reading.}

Its not youre fault. Merryy Christmas,  

                                                           Kyungsoo,

Kyungsoo? Sehun thought wiping his tears away, "I thought Luhan wrote this letter?" Suddenly there was a knock on the door. Sehun rushes to open. It was Kyungsoo, his best friend, who evidently wrote this letter. "Sehun.." kyungsoo says softly, As he enters, Sehun grabs the collar of his shirt pushing him against the wall causing a loud thump."You..." Sehun says coldly, "You, tell me what you did to Luhan and why you erased his name off this letter, saying its from you?!"  

" Please listen. Luhan's not real." he replies calmly, "SHUT UP! HES REAL!" Sehun wasn't convinced, hoping that this is just a bad joke, clenching his fists, his lips snarled with rage,  "Hes not real.. youre just sick."

Slowly, Sehun releases him, his knees felt weakened, then Kyungsoo continued  "Sehun.. you were bullied, harrassed, everything. You were so sick of it, there came a day when we visited the countryside and you bump into a person who you found satisfying, He had feminine feautures.. He was kind, he offered us to hung with him and show us around .. his name was Luhan. After we left the countryside, you missed him and the days gone by, you decided that to keep yourself companied, you created an imaginary person who you also called Luhan.. who apparently doesn't exist," 

(FLASH BACK OVER)