It goes back a few days to the day Yeoju confessed her true feelings to Jungkook...Like always, Yeoju woke up early in the morning.
The reason she was up at this time was to make breakfast for Jungkook.
"...Huh? Where did you go?"
Having just graduated from college, Jungkook was always busy job hunting, so it was normal for Yeoju to wake up to find him fast asleep next to her.
However, today Jungkook was nowhere to be seen.
I got out of bed and searched the whole house, but he was nowhere to be found.
"Where did you go...?"
I'm not the type of person to go out this early in the morning...
Maybe something happened...?
Feeling anxious, I tried to make a phone call, but I couldn't find my smartphone.
"Why don't I have my smartphone at a time like this..."
There are days in life when nothing goes right.
Such days are called "unlucky days."
Today was exactly that kind of day.
With no choice but to wait for Jungkook to return, I felt anxious.
Time just passed by, as if unaware of my impatience.
One hour, two hours...
"...Uh... When did I fall asleep...?"
I didn't know when I'd fallen asleep, but I quickly checked the clock and saw that five hours had already passed.
But Jungkook still hadn't returned.
"Not anymore, I have to go find him."
Just as I put on my coat, grabbed my house key and headed to the front door,
The sound of the electronic lock being unlocked was heard, and Jungkook, who I had been waiting for, returned.
I ran over barefoot and jumped into his arms.
"Jungkook, where have you been...? I was worried about you..."
"Yo, Yeoju...?"
Jungkook's voice trembled slightly, and I looked up to see him.
His face was swollen from crying, and he looked like someone who had lost something important.
"What's wrong...? What happened...?"
Jungkook didn't answer my question, he just hugged me tightly.
"Yo, Yoju...Yoju..."
Burying his face in my shoulder, he cried and called my name.
I didn't say anything, just hugged him gently and stroked his back.
Jungkook had been crying for a long time, and when he looked up,
His eyes were red and swollen.
The eyes that looked at me were so sad and fleeting.
After Jungkook had calmed down a bit, I sat him down on the sofa and gently opened my mouth.
"Jungkook, can I ask what happened...?"
His eyes watered again.
"Uh... sorry, Yeoju..."
"Later... Can we talk later...?"
"Right now it's hard for me to talk..."
"Yeah. Talk to me when you can. I'm fine."
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Yeoju... You don't remember what happened to you...
What should I do, Yeoju...
"No. There's nothing to apologize for."