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Since when has he become so pitiful?
A humorless grin forms on his lips as he finds himself standing outside their coffee shop.
His eyes look for any changes in the building but he finds none. It's still the same old building, the same brick wall with the same green ivy on its left side, the smell of coffee still as strong as he remembers.
The building has not changed.
They have.
Memories of sitting side to side on a worn-out couch come to his mind no matter how much he wished to forget them.
He can still see his sunny smile around the metal straw, the affection shining in his captivating eyes as he looked at him.
If he tries, Wooseok is sure he could still feel his warmth against him.
But he doesn't try it. Instead, he turns around and walks away from that place that no longer is inviting to him.
Because if Jinhyuk is not there with him there's no reason for him to enter that place.