Minhyun woke up with a smile on his face .
After getting ready, he made his way to the breakfast table . Yoona always met him around 8:00 for breakfast .
He sat in his regular spot and tapped his fingers against the table . After their night adventure, Minhyun was in a better mood than before . The sadness of his heart was released . He was free from his chains of unhappiness .
Finally, someone understood the struggles he had . Of course, she didn't go through the exact experiences as him . But they both felt pain at a young age . They also relied on each other .
To him, Yoona was not just company . She was more than that . The light who brought him out of the darkness .
Five minutes passed . Then twenty . Before he knew it, an hour passed by and there was no sign of the young girl . Minhyun began to worry . Yoona was never late to eat . The little girl loved food so much that she wouldn't let it get cold . Sirens began to wail in his mind . Where was she?
When Minhyun looked at the workers, he noticed all of them tense . Their pale skin was ghastly, stripped of all color . He could feel the tension within the room . Something was wrong .
Without a second thought, Minhyun ran to the worker's residence . In his mind, he tried to have hope, thinking about different excuses to why she wasn't there . Perhaps, Yoona caught a cold and was too sick? After all, the late night wind was quite cold . Or maybe she had some sudden family emergency she needed to tend?
Once he reached the entrance of the building, he ran up the creaky stairs . The workers in the halls all jumped to the side, surprised by the heir's sudden appearance .
His eyes continuously searched for the room number 85 .
When he found the number engrained in silver on a wooden door, he didn't hesitate to swing it open .
The door was unlocked . That was a bad sign .
To his horror, the room was perfectly tidied up . The blankets on the floor, where the two slept, were neatly placed in a pile on top of the drawer . The wood tiles were dust-free and glistening, as if nobody has stepped foot on them . Minhyun stumbled into the room and opened the closet doors . There were no clothes . It was completely empty .
As if nobody lived there .
Tears began to well up in his eyes . No . No . No . This could not be true . He found it hard to breath as realization dawned him . He grabbed the sides of his head . He won't believe it . Yoona had to be somewhere in the house .
For hours, Minhyun made his way through the labyrinth, searching every corner . The workers who followed him, began to lessen, as they couldn't catch up to his speed and energy . He didn't care about them . All he could think about was the girl with the beautiful smile .
But no matter how desperately he looked . Despite the amount of times he called out for her . There was no answer .
She was gone .
Minhyun's whole world froze as he gripped his heart . The pain spread all over, hurting every fiber of his being . Tears streamed down his face, blurring his vision . He continuously ran down the halls, yelling out her name .
"Yoona!"
Silence . That deafening silence was back .
But still, Father was not in the house . He couldn't lose all hope yet . He needed to stay strong .
Maybe he was exaggerating . Yoona could be out somewhere, ready to come back for lunch . She could've forgotten to tell him about her morning plans . Maybe he'll see her beautiful smile again .
He laughed bitterly .
In the bottom his heart, he knew he was making excuses for himself . From the worker's reaction and the status of the room, it was clear that they were gone . No trace of them left, as if they never existed . All his past memories seemed like a dream .
How could this have come to be? There was no news of father returning . After his safety measures, father couldn't have found out .
Oh how he was stupid .
His fears became real when he walked back into his room . Standing near the windows, looking at the blue sky was a tall man . He was wearing a grey suit, a dark red tie, and his black hair in a pompadour . On his wrist was a golden watch which he glanced at time to time . Authority radiated from his being . The other adult man by his side paled in comparison .
Minhyun and the man made eye-contact .
His insides curled in terror as the cold eyes peered deep into his soul .
He took a deep breath . The tears continuously streaming down his face .
"Welcome back Father . "
Chapter end
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