If you ever wondered what happened after the events of those stories in Backstreets, don’t worry. I got you covered.
Carrie froze at her locker. That voice. She wasn’t sure if she wasn’t going to hear it ever again, and now that she did, she didn’t know if it was a good thing. He wasn’t exactly himself the last time she saw him. He wasn’t much of anyone, really.
She turned back and saw Jin, standing there and looking nervous himself. She smiled, though made no attempt to get any closer to him, looking down at his long sleeves for a moment before she caught herself. “Hey,” she said. “Back already?”
“Can we just… not talk about it?” he asked. He pulled his backpack higher up on his shoulder and there didn’t appear to be anything strange with his hands. He never quite met her eyes. “Look, I hear you and Don are a thing now. Can you, I don’t know…”
“I’ll let him know you’re back,” she said. “He’s going to want to talk, though, Jin. You’ve been gone for weeks since… that thing.”
“I know. Just not yet, okay?”
Carrie nodded, though she wasn’t happy about it. “If you don’t wanna see Don, you should go. He’s meeting me here in a minute.”
Jin left down the hall, disappearing into the crowd.