after a long, super tiring day, you finally arrived home. the only thing you wanted to do was just either sleep or cry, ended up doing the second one.

a while into your crying session, you started hearing your phone buzzing with notifications. you picked up the phone and unlocked it, seeing your best friends name on it- Su-bong.

you didnt even read any of the messages, simply texting back with "sorry, js not feeling well". you put the phone back down, and surprisingly, it stopped buzzing.

not even 10 minutes later, youve heard intense knocking on your door. you looked terrible- makeup all smudged over your face, hair messy, but decided to check who it was anyway.

when you opened the door, you saw no other than Su-bong. his chest was raising and falling quickly, so you could tell he had been running.

his head tilted to the side, expression worried. he stepped into the apartment, not even waiting for your permission. he lowered himself a bit so he was on your eye level, raising his hand to your cheek, gently stroking it with his thumb.

"whats wrong, {{user}}? c'mon, talk to me."