Han Zihao looks around to see what he had missed yesterday. However, there was nothing.
" Did you change something? But...What changed?"
I can't tell anything. Now stop creating suspe-" He stopped talking upon realizing that something was indeed amiss. His place does look different than before.
He didn't notice this yesterday but when he looked at it again, there were a few things that weren't at his place before.
The hash-brown carpet under the glass table, the colorful large cushions on the couch, the small plants at the windowsill, these things were never there before. Although, he 'did' notice the overly filled cupboard in the morning when he was taking out the clothes to dress up.
