𝗪𝗥𝗢𝗡𝗚 𝗡𝗨𝗠𝗕𝗘𝗥 | 𝘫𝘦𝘰𝘯𝘨𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘯

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After Seungmin drops me off at my house, I quickly change into something more comfortable and lay down on my bed.

With nothing to do, I let my thoughts run through my mind.

Why was Chan here?

Did he...

Come for me?

No. 

If he came for me, he would've at least talked to me.

I know he saw me, though.

What did he feel when he saw me?

Did he feel guilty for what he did to me?

Did he pity me for the pain he put through?

Or did he not feel anything?

It's probably the third option.

Why would he feel anything when he sees me?

It's not like I mattered to him in any way...

I still remember the exact words he said to me.

"You mean nothing to me. Never did, never will."

I chuckle at my pitiful life.

It's been three years, yet I still dwell over memories of him.

He probably forgot me.

Yeah, that's sounds right.

He forgot me.

I flinch when my phone suddenly starts ringing.

I answer the call and lift the phone to my ears.

?: Hello? Is this Yang Jeongin?

I hesitate, thinking whether I should say yes or not.

Jeongin: Who are you?

?: It's me, Chan.