And, finally, Chanyeol sees him.
It's a figure—a person—walking over to him, posture relaxed and steps long.
The person stops in front of Chanyeol and his cold picnic, hands in pockets as he stares down at the sad sight.
The light from the little walkway next to them finally illuminates his face.
"You're really an idiot, aren't you?"
Chanyeol presses his lips together and his gaze drops to the ground, tears filling his eyes.
"Yeah," he replies.
"Let's go back, Chanyeol."
"Yeah," he says once again.
He stands up and he wobbles on his feet for a second, putting a palm on the tree to steady himself.
They leave without cleaning up the picnic, because they're just uncivilized this way.
"Don't you wish everyone had a manager as amazing as me, the great Oh Sehun?" He's trying to cheer Chanyeol up, but the idol's voice is only bitter when he speaks again.
"Yeah."
Baekhyun never showed up.
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