Yujun's POV
The tears of relief didn't stop even through the night.
I open my bag to pick out the hoodie from Jaehyun and the onesie from my pup.
The fabrics are not enough, but I make a small nest like the ones I've seen Yunah do, my nest is pitiful and small, but I lay in it and it feels like my victory is complete even though the tears won't stop streaming.
The way my heart feels heavy and light at the same time bothers me the way my heart feels heavy and light at the same time.
I feel free and the same time the guilt of ruining my family chains me, a knock on my door to wake me up comes at seven, two polite raps and a pause.
"Choi Yujun-ssi, it's time to go" the person calls from outside and I pick up my bag, stuffing the hoodie and onesie into it.
"Are you ready?" he asks politely and I nod in agreement, holding the bag to my chest to keep my piece of home as close to me as possible, I had prepared for this.
