You and Hyunjin got together when you were just teenagers, it was a mutual feeling, the love was something you both felt. But, Hyunjin started consuming his mind and time in his art work, spending more time in his work studio to work on his paintings. It was something you thought would help him relieve stress, but soon it turned into Hyunjin being stuck in the studio for numerous hours, he started spending less time with you. It got to a point where he just treated you like a teenage boy would treat his parents.

It had been almost three weeks since he's actually had a full conversation with you and you weren't having it. Hyunjin hadn't even seemed to notice it, that was until you stopped doing much for him, like bringing him snacks throughout the day, asking if he needed things before you went out to the store, or even going into his studio to watch him paint. He was starting to miss you and hated himself for putting his work before you.

Hyunjin was getting really stressed about his work, he couldn't paint anything that he liked, he kept redoing them but they all came out crappy and didn't live up to his standards. He let out a groan and rubbed his face before grabbing his phone, pressing the imessage icon and clicking on your name.

Come to the studio, please.