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"yeosang, are you sure that you're okay?" seonghwa asked me, again. that was the sixth time he asked me the same question. "yes, i am a hundred percent sure!" same answer for the same question.

i don't even know what was happening to me. it had been 3 days since i last seen jongho. i wondered where he was.

"yeosang, can i borrow your lipbalm?" his voice echoed in my head. argh, what was happening to me. stop thinking about him.

"did you heard anything about jongho lastly?" hongjoong came to our table and asked about jongho. why? why jongho?

"no, why?" seonghwa asked back.

"he hasn't been in school for three days straight without a single news," he explained.

"yeosang, do you know anything since he always talk to you lately?" I shook my head signifying I didn't know anything about what happened to jongho himself.

"jongho was acting strange those days, and would only talk if it was you," hongjoong sighed heavily.

jongho didn't talk with others or what. what does it meant by if it was me? what did i do? i was becoming more worried about jongho.






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