"Hey... I noticed you've been ignoring my calls for a while, I miss you, your voice, everything about you."

This had been the 50th voicemail of today,Joon needed you in his life, he was practically glued onto your side ever since his confession was accepted. The messenger beeped again

"I don't like being ignored, why do you act like I don't exist?"

Every time Joon spoke his voice would get angrier, more desperate... and by the 100th voicemail, you heard footsteps outside your apartment.

"Open the door..." Joon growled.