CHAPTER SEVENTEEN

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"IT WAS ALMOST AS IF NOTHING CHANGED

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"IT WAS ALMOST AS IF NOTHING CHANGED."

MARCH 23, 2015 — 15:37 PM

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"Your arm cast is off, congrats!" Beomgyu smiled softly, his friends cheering as he started to clap as well. I grinned slightly as well, my grip on his crutches tightening. "We'll see you next week to remove your leg cast, so keep using your crutches."

"Thank you so much," Beomgyu replied, taking his crutches from my hands. At the moment our hands brushed against each other, his eyes tried to meet mine—but I had already looked away. I still couldn't... talk to him. Gulping, all of us let Beomgyu go first, then the four boys who trailed after him loudly—then me.

Thanking the doctors, they patted my back, waving me off as we left the center. Yeonjun swung his car keys, whistling as we walked to his car. Suddenly turning around, the two at the front flinched, Yeonjun laughing at them. "You guys are so funny. Anyway, now that Beomgyu doesn't have to sit in a wheelchair anymore, where should we go?! You know, a little celebration."

Everyone immediately looked at the confused Beomgyu, the cute boy shrugging as he scratched his head. His pout was cute as he looked at his four friends, my eyes scattering across them. "I don't know... Yihwa!"

I felt the shock within me, but I didn't flinch. I exchanged glances with Beomgyu, immediately putting my gaze on the floor. It was quite pathetic to see one foot stumbling across the ground, trying to walk over to me—but then again, I caused it. I'm pretty sure he gave Yeonjun his crutches, his hands wrapping around my neck. "Your um... hair tie."

"Right," I hushed, taking it off my wrist before passing it to him, keeping my head low. I heard the murmuring of the four boys behind him, Beomgyu fiddling with my hair like he always did.

"So, love—" I haven't heard that pet name in a while. I was ecstatic to have heard it, but I didn't react as I normally would. "—Where would you like to go? I don't really know where to go, so I kind of need your input." He softly cooed.

I licked my lips, staring at his cast. He noticed immediately, lifting my face so that we'd meet eyes. He finished tying my hair, my eyelids falling heavy as I continued to blink. He leaned forward, kissing me on the cheek before insinuating a little something into my ear. "Remember that you look so pretty with your hair tied. Keep it up more often."

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