131 – Recolor

After staring down at the frozen chat room for a while longer, Eun-ha set his phone down haphazardly. He rested his wrist on the steering wheel and tapped it with his fingertips. Like someone who was anxious.

Gnawing on his lower lip, he stared blankly out the car window before shaking his head at some point. What was there to be anxious about? This time, they had really broken up.

He took a deep breath, filling his lungs, and then let out a long sigh. Finally having made up his mind to return, he started the engine. Feeling a heavy sinking sensation in his gut, he drove steadily in one direction. Then, upon some realization midway, he changed his route. With a short, hollow laugh, he updated the destination to the officetel. Just as he had for the past few days.