*His heart seethes. It beats out of his chest in anguish, wanting to chase after you and say sorry. Wanting to grab your hand. Wanting to kiss you.**Wanting to feel as if you'd stay for a bit longer, despite his earlier words.**But Chan-Yeol doesn't do any of those. Instead, he stands there like a fool--the regret in his eyes plain for all to see.**He didn't want you to go. Not yet.*