'Hey, Lee Sehyun, you're not the only one who missed school today.'
That voice…was unfamiliar. Was I hearing things?
'You're keeping tabs on absent students now?'
Sehyun? Who was he talking to?
My eyelids groggily pulled apart. I let out a soft groan as I tried to sit up. It was hard—almost as if my limbs had been out of commission for years.
"How long was I out for?" I wondered, my voice rough.
I gazed around, my surroundings a blur. Fuck. My hands reached out, feeling for my glasses. Naturally, they'd be by the bedstand…unless I was at Sehyun's place.
My movements paused. Sehyun's place? Then, as if triggered, the memories came rushing back. I exhaled slowly, my eyes slowly adjusting to the room making it easier to search.
Right. With the aim of getting Sehyun back, I'd gone through with my thrilling idea. Then, if I wasn't mistaking then it was definitely his voice I heard before…and someone else's.
Even now, I could still hear their voice.
