Sehun stared at the stacks of Polaroid pictures scattered on his bed, his eyes swollen due to him crying over the fact that the person he had always loved the most was no longer there.

No matter how much Lu Han had promised him how he would always come back, Sehun knew he’d be lying.

Lu Han’s no longer there. He won’t come back no matter how much he begged until he’s crying out blood.

Sehun missed Lu Han and the Friday nights they spend together.

Polaroid are the only ones left behind.