Echoes of a Forgotten Night

Taehyun's eyes fluttered open, and he was met with the harsh glare of morning sunlight streaming through the window. He rubbed his eyes, trying to shake off the haze of sleep. As he sat up, his mind was a jumbled mess, but one thing stood out – a vivid dream about Yeonjun. He replayed the memory of their kiss, the warmth of his eyes, and the gentle touch of his lips. But as he swung his legs over the side of the bed, the dream began to fade, like sand slipping through his fingers. He stood up, stretching his arms over his head, and yawned. The loneliness of his apartment seemed to swallow him whole, a familiar feeling that had become all too common. Taehyun shuffled to the kitchen, his feet heavy with the weight of his own inertia. He poured himself a glass of water, feeling the cool liquid slide down his throat, but it did little to quench his emotional thirst. As he stood at the sink, staring out the window, the city seemed to come alive. People bustled about, going about their daily routines, while Taehyun felt stuck in a rut. He turned off the faucet, and the silence was oppressive, a reminder of his isolation. The hours ticked by, a slow and painful crawl. Taehyun wandered aimlessly, searching for something to fill the void. He flipped through TV channels, scrolled through his phone, and even tried to read a book, but nothing seemed to hold his attention. The loneliness was a palpable thing, a living, breathing entity that wrapped itself around him like a shroud. As the clock struck 2 am, Taehyun gave up trying to stay awake. He trudged back to his bedroom, feeling like he was walking through quicksand. The bed seemed to beckon him, a siren's call to escape the emptiness. He collapsed onto the mattress, feeling the softness envelop him. As he drifted off to sleep, the city outside his window continued to pulse with life, but in his apartment, time stood still. The darkness closed in around him, a reminder that some nights were just like any other – long, lonely, and devoid of hope.