I sipped on my iced tea then looked around. It was pretty empty and I was grateful for that. Mr. Yeo looked stressed as he copied things down on paper from his phone. "It's then again, huh?" "Yep. I got it handled. Just enjoy your day off." "Kinda hard since I have to wear all this to keep people from recognizing me." I heard the door open, but I was too into reading what Mr. Yeo was writing to care. "You made a spelling error." "Ah, thanks." I looked up and dropped my drink as I saw a familiar person sitting by the door.

I walked over to him and gave him a tight hug. "I missed you." "Me too." "How'd you know I'd be here?" Hyunjoon pulled away then smiled at me. "We're best friends. I know you. Are you just here with Mr. Yeo?" I was about to answer when I started feeling uneasy. "No. The others left momentarily." Hyunjoon smiled and I quietly walked back over to Mr. Yeo. "Oh, is that Hyunjoon?" "He's acting weird. Call the others, but don't show that you are." "Okay..." I quietly eyed Hyunjoon as he ate.

"So, what's off about him?" "He's like Hyungseo. They always come over and give me a hug then tease me. He did neither." "Maybe he's hurt and can't." I shook my head then drummed my fingers against the table. I took out my phone and sent a text to Hyunjoon. I didn't see Hyunjoon reach into his pocket and I immediately became worried. I got a text back which worried me more as it wasn't Hyunjoon's texting style. "Mr. Yeo, I think he's either in danger or in danger and being forced to do something." "You always have an active imagination."

I decided to try and talk to Hyunjoon, but was immediately dragged outside by him. "Let go!" "I can't...They're watching my every move." "Who!?" He didn't answer me as he continued to pull me further from Mr. Yeo. Hyunjoon's grip was tight and impossible to break. "What are you going to do with me?" "I'm not doing anything but bringing you to them." "Again, who are they?" "Hush..." I felt someone grab my free wrist and halt Hyunjoon's movement. "Fancy seeing you both here."

I smiled widely as Younghoon separated the both of us. "Hey, I uh...got your note...and heard your new album." "So, does this mean...?" "I'm sorry to interrupt but I'm taking Youngjae now." Younghoon hid me behind himself and I sheepishly clung to him. "What for that you feel the need to drag him with you? Last time I checked, you two were close." "Stay out of this." "Is there something going on? Let us help..." Hyunjoon looked as if he had just lost something precious. "It's the Nyuists." "Were they the reason you disappeared? Do you know how worried everyone is, especially Chanhee?"

I took his silence as a yes and I never felt more enraged. "Hyunjoon, what did they threaten you with?" "An old relationship...It getting out would ruin Chan. I knew I should've told him not to post it." Hyunjoon looked close to tears and I wanted to reach out and hug him, but I was still afraid. "Does Chanhee know about it?" We both looked at Younghoon who looked lost in thought. "Yeah. I told him while drunk. I don't really remember it, but he does." "And despite knowing that, he still posted that photo. Doesn't that tell you something?"

Hyunjoon bit his bottom lip then sighed. "I guess so..." "Now come here. You must've been through a lot." Younghoon hugged Hyunjoon and I honestly never saw something so pure. "Youngjae, call Chanhee. Tell him you need him here stat." I did as I was told and made up something to get him to come.

After a while, Chanhee stepped out of his car then looked at me with confusion. "What's the emergency..." I stepped to the side and revealed Hyunjoon sitting with his knees close to his chest. Chanhee was immediately by his side and started looking him over. "You look awful. Are you okay? Are you hungry? Talk to me." "You care so much..." "Of course I do. I'm whipped for you and I'm ready and happy to admit that." I excused myself and went around the corner and hugged Younghoon.

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