[6:08 p.m] ‘’so that’s it?’’ you ask, your voice quiet, not sounding fully like your own as you stare down at your hands, trying to avoid jihoon’s eyes. your question remains unanswered as you feel your eyes start to well up with tears, the memories of the past 7 months playing like an old vhs in your mind. your feet start to move on their own as you push yourself away from the table your sat at, walking out the door, away from him, not sure exactly where your going and in no rush to get there.










