woosung simply rolled his eyes when she mentioned choonhee, not at all surprised she’d known something they didn’t this whole time. “sounds like choon.” he chuckled, but it was a little sour. he went to speak but she moved past him before he could even response, mouth a little agape as he stared head through the ghost of the girl that had been haunting him long before this moment. he shook his head at his friends who looked him questioningly, only for them to all whisper shout at him to hurry up and move.
against better judgement, he followed her to the door, but didn’t stop her leaving. instead he followed her out, jogging to catch up with her. “charlie, hey. come on.” he reached out to take her hand but stopped, deciding it wasn’t appropriate even if he was only trying to stop her leaving. “i know this is a shock, and really weird but… you can still talk to me. you know that, right? there’s no need to run away from me.”
charlie pushed through people and left the house as quickly as she could, not wanting to stay anymore. this was too much. the noise and her thoughts running quickly weren’t a good mix. she tried to stay calm. she didn’t want to be angry, but she didn’t understand why her own friend didn’t tell her he was here. her thoughts were interrupted when she heard woosung’s voice behind her. she stopped and turned around, arms wrapped around herself because she truly didn’t know what to do with them. “that’s what i thought...? but clearly no one wanted to tell me you were here. including you.” she answered, looking very hurt. “you’ve been here for three months and everyone knew? and no one bothered to maybe say ‘hey, charlie, he’s here’? there weren’t any hard feelings in the first place, i don’t understand why you didn’t talk to me.”