When You're Gone

[Kai part]

Name: Kim Jongin

Position : Designer

Designer life It is a career that many people want to become someone who helps design their lives. But he was disappointed because he couldn't put up with what he had to be like. Freelance work This leaves no time to take care of yourself. Moreover, most people tend not to pay attention to their appearance. Makes it look quite surreal. But some young people are attracted to it.

But the biggest part that makes us unable to accept each other is time. Because we have to work all the time, we often miss important appointments, forget important dates, or minor things that we don't usually pay as much attention to as we should because we have more responsibilities. With all these things, Kim Jongin always holds that single life is the best thing, freedom.

without having to sit and pay attention or keep remembering any details until

“I need a book room that can hold a lot of books. I'm already comfortable. Can last all day and has ventilation all the time But there must be high privacy. If a guest enters the room, I must not know. There's a room over there."

"Here you are, I'm in charge of designing the book room. According to the way you want in a concrete way, such as a modern style, floating bookshelves, different colored walls, or simple black-red, black-white tones, not something that is an ungodly thing like already being happy, staying for a long time, that's up to you. And in the case of high privacy, I can only

Make the room invisible to others by creating a door that blends into the walls. As for who knows whether there is a room or not, it is up to you whether you tell them or not, Mr. Oh Sehun."

Since working in design This was a job that he found difficult because the work style was unpredictable. If he did anything What will you do if you displease the customer? This customer appears to be a difficult person. Like someone who has a very private world. But he seems like a pretty reasonable person. And judging from the eyeglasses that they wear, they are likely to be heavy readers, academics, lawyers, judges, prosecutors, professors, doctors.

This is a list of careers that Kim Jongin tried to think of a description of that person. But there was nothing that stood out. It's like he's reserved. Or is it that he already belongs to him like this?

"I don't know. I want a room like this. I have completed the contract and paid you the deposit. Any legal action will happen, so you can't disobey my orders. Oops."

Oh, definitely a lawyer. Due to the fact that the other party spoke so quickly that the legal language that he probably had already read and lived with was lost. I could only secretly laugh inside that the other party must have just realized this and hurriedly shut his mouth. He muttered to himself. It's like blaming yourself for accidentally leaking the alien language that you were afraid you'd accidentally say.

But that attitude was so 'cute'.

“Uh, I'm sorry I said something strange. Let's just say you help me design it."

"Sorry, I can't read your mind that much. What do you like, what don't you like, or what will you be comfortable or uncomfortable with? What is your personality like? You can't know. So if you're fine, let me create it to your liking. I'm afraid that if it doesn't meet your expectations, I won't miss out on the remaining salary because the debt was not repaid properly for the intended purpose, Mr. Oh Sehun?"

"Are you kidding me?"

"No."

"Oh, well, I'll just tell you. What kind of room do you want and how about going to buy materials with you? will pay off debt according to your wishes Are you at ease, Mr. Kim Jongin?"

"You can call me Kai, Sehun."

"Wait, who gave you permission to call me that?"

"Why do I want to call you?"

"Huh!"

"So, when are you going to start telling me the characteristics of the room?"

"From now on."

Everything goes on and on. The study room was gradually built according to the needs of the young lawyer, which mixed with the preferences of the designers. But it turned out to be a perfect book room. Just like their relationship that gradually developed over time. from the employer and the hired person Be a colleague

From co-workers to friends From friends to important people

Every relationship gradually builds until it reaches the saturation point where both parties are as satisfied as the completed room. The bright tone room contrasts perfectly with the dark tone. There are windows for ventilation, making it not stuffy. There is a bookshelf for lawyers. and in the corner for designs for designers Everything is perfect

But the definition of perfect doesn't exist in the world. Everything has flaws. Dark and light colors They will intersect perfectly. But if there is something that crosses the line too much, the harmony will turn into trying to swallow the other person up to the way they want. close relationship It will cause you to forget the gaps that you should be careful of.

“Sehun, why do you always complain? Alone, I can't concentrate. Isn't this a room that we have to share together?"

"Well, I have to memorize and prepare for a trial. Kai also made a noise that didn't bother me. Which color, which model? The room's all messy."

This is just the beginning of the imbalance between the two things. When each side refuses to adjust themselves and see the other side. to achieve balance Each side was unconsciously trying to devour the other. In the end, there must be a winner and a loser.

“I can't stand it anymore, Jongin. Why do you like to make noise? I will go and recite my case elsewhere.”

“Come on, Sehun. I can't stand listening to your alien language either."

The tall, thin figure of a lawyer slowly moved out of the room that had been called our room in the past. Currently there is only my room, but the person chasing the other party feels strange. For the first time, he felt that he did not want the other party to leave. He felt that everything is about to change

And there's no way it'll ever be the same again.

Suddenly, Kim Jongin felt the room shake. 'Earthquake?!? Sehun !!'

"Kai, Kai, where are you, Kai?"

"Sehun, wait a minute, I'm coming to find you."

"Kai, Kai, where are you? Kai!!"

Everything blacked out. I heard the sound of the ambulance with Sehun's body being taken away. I quickly ran to find Sehun.

"Sehun, Sehun, you must be okay."

The other party was completely silent. There is no response signal. But it doesn't look good. Sehun was covered in blood, presumably from the collapsed building. For a moment, I felt dizzy. It was like my stomach was twisted and twisted. I slowly collapsed. By then the ambulance had all gone back. There is no one left. Please help me.....

I woke up again in the dark room. I tried to find the fire. Finally found the light switch. When we opened it, we found that this was our room. I lay on the floor, wondering if I had worked too hard and felt dizzy. Sehun always complains to me about this. Looking at the clock, it had been over three hours since Sehun left.

I walked outside to see. My lover is still reciting the case or has fallen asleep while returning the case.

Guessing correctly, Sehun slept with the case report covering his face. The thick glasses were not removed. Why do I feel like Sehun has changed? Sehun's hair is long. Have I been so busy working that I've forgotten to notice my lover? A feeling of guilt rose in my chest. Sehun has changed a lot since the day he hired me to design a room for him and it became our room. Sehun has become thinner.

The waist that was already thin became even thinner. The face is worn out like a person who is stressed all the time. There were dark circles under the eyes from not getting enough sleep. At the corners of the eyes, there were tears like someone who had been crying. I made Sehun cry?!?

"Kai, where are you? Kai, Kai, come back. Please, Kai."

"I'm here. I'm not going anywhere. Good night."

Sehun still keeps calling my name. The sobbing was getting louder and louder. Until the other party had difficulty breathing and coughed out the first sound. Sehun is sick.

"Sehun, wake up. Get up and take your medicine."

Sehun still didn't realize the other person was calling my name like crazy. and woke up startled Sehun sat there, panting. There were still tears in the corners of his eyes.

"It's okay, Sehun. I'm right here."

I was about to reach out and rub the other person's head to comfort him like I always do, but Sehun stood up and walked away from me to our room instead. Sehun walked into the room and went to my private table. Gently stroking my table as if it would collapse. The other party's tears slowly flowed and couldn't be stopped.

"Sehun, I'm sorry. Please forgive me. Whatever you're angry about, please don't act like I don't exist like this."

Sehun continued to ignore me as usual and slowly walked towards my desk. and picked up the picture frame that we had taken together Picture of us traveling together for the first time and me asking Sehun to be my lover. The picture frame has changed. I don't know when Sehun changed. But whatever he did made him feel comfortable.

I won't interrupt. Sehun gently lifted the picture up and hugged him. and cried loudly

"Kai, where are you? Someone said that if you build a room that's exactly the same, At the same place, on the same day and at the same time you left. How will you come back to me? I've done it all. I've created the same room. at the original location But what I can't do is original creator Because it's impossible. Please come back to me. I need you, Kai. I need you, Kai. I miss you. Huh."

Sehun hugged the picture frame and cried hard. His words confused me. I was here, in front of him. But Sehun didn't seem to see me. Then Sehun slowly raised his head to look at me. Our eyes met but Sehun didn't focus on me. But it was something behind me. I turned around.

Name: Mr. Kim Jongin

Life:

xx/xx/xxxx

Death :

xx/xx/xxxx

I'm helpless. I slowly extended my hand to touch Sehun. Please don't be like I feared. Don't let it be like in the movie where my hand went through Sehun. But God probably isn't that merciful to me. Everything I feared happened. My hands can't touch the one I love. I had to sit and watch my lover sit and cry. Without me being able to do anything.

"It's your time."

"Who, what time?"

"People who die without their knowledge The time will come when you yourself know that you do not live in this world. Now that you know that you are not alive, it is time for you to go to the afterlife.”

“No, please, I can't go, Sehun. Sehun will stay back. Who will be there to hug and comfort him? Who will take care of him?”

"That matter will be decided by 'God'."

"No, please. Give me time. Give me a little more time."

"I'm sorry, but we really can't give it to you."

     "When you’re goneThe pieces of my heart are missing you

When you’re gone

The face I came to know is missing too

When you’re gone

The words I need to hear will always get me through the day

And make it OK

I miss you"

This will be the last sound I hear from Sehun. Goodbye. Even though I have to leave Sehun now, I will ask God to embrace him for me.'

Dear God'