I have no idea what had come over me the previous night but I was not acting like myself. I was definitely not acting like myself.
What sort of loneliness could overcome someone to the extent that they would act so needy? The kind of loneliness that came over me.
Waking up in a dark room with no one beside me and scared that I would probably not see any of the faces that usually buzzed around me like pesky houseflies made me feel insecure.
Had I grown so attached to them? It had just been a week. Wasn't that too fast?
Wait, let me look at it this way.
Just like the male leads were buttering up to me at an alarming speed, I, Jo-Pil, the main character, was also growing attached to them, but I just didn't realize it until I felt their absence.
'What is this?! I'm not supposed to be feeling their absence. I'm the one playing them. I can't be played in my own game.'
