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He's died.
Baekhyun is died.
I was speechless. I wanted to speak, but suddenly i lost my voice.
I wanted to cry, but my tears didn't come out.
This is too sudden.
I've never expected Luhan will say it.
All of us never expected that.
"Don't joke around." Suho said.
Luhan didn't response, yet he handed something to us.
A bracelet.
A silver bracelet that Baekhyun always used.
I could see blood marks over it. Is it Baekhyun's blood?
My heart felt like stabbed by thousand of knifes just by seeing it. 
I took that bracelet, hold it tightly as if i was holding Baekhyun himself.
"Baekhyun..." I started to cry his name. "He didn't die right? You're lying right?"
Luhan still didn't response. Chanyeol pulled him harshly.
"Look, if you're joking right now, It's not even funny you know?" He said in anger.
"Does it look like I'm joking right now?" Luhan replied. "I saw it by myself. Kris killed him right in front of me. I couldn't stop him, he was...."
"Stop!" I screamed. "Stop... Don't say anything anymore.. Just stop."
"Let's talk about this later, guys." Kai said while holding me. I couldn't help but cry even harder.
I could see Suho and the others tried hard to hold their tears too.
Is this real?
If this was a nightmare, please wake me up.
Please wake me up to the reality where Baekhyun exists.
But this is the reality.
And Baekhyun isn't here.

I sat on my couch, staring outside the window blankly.
The boys didn't talk much since they went home. I think they're crying inside too.
I sighed while looking down at the couch.
This couch left so many memories of him.
We used to cuddle all day long, his arm was around me and my head leaned on his shoulder.
We talked, laughed, and kissed like it was our last day.
I kept remembering him while crying in silent.
I walked into my roomㅡwhich used to be our roomㅡand looked all over it.
I sat on the bed while my fingers running on the bed cover.
The bed cover hasn't changed since he left. 
Since the first day, Baekhyun always sleep with me. He never wanted to leave me alone, and sometimes he didn't even sleep just to keep me safe.
I laid down on the bed and I could still smell Baekhyun's scent all over it.
The bed, the blanket, the pillow, and everything smells like him.
I could imagined he laid down next to me, looking at me with his rectangle smile. His fingers were playing with my hair, then he kissed my forehead softly.
I remember how he used to sing me a lullaby with his husky voice when I couldn't sleep.
I remember how he used to hold me tight in his strong yet gentle arms. 
I remember how we whispered i love you in my ears before i sleep.
I buried my face in the pillow and my crying became worse.
I sobbed unstoppably while calling his name.
It's even mor