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I see him staring at me from the balcony.


indeed I did not go back to my office I went to the balcony.


and I see him standing there.


I know that face, it was the same face when he told me we were nothing more than friends.



I firmly hold onto my coffee, each swallow becomes harder.



then he starts walking over to the balcony



whatever he has to say isn't going to be good.







"hey, Jimin? can we talk?"

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