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❝𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐦𝐚𝐝𝐞 𝐦𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐝𝐢𝐞. 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐚 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐡𝐞, 𝐚 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫-𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝𝐲 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫-𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐣𝐞𝐰𝐞𝐥, 𝐰𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐟𝐥𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐬 𝐨𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮❞




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31st January 2015


SOPA Picnic


The day had finally come their school picnic day. All the students were quite hyped and were running towards the school campus. They were extremely excited about their first high-school picnic.

"Park Chaeyoung and Lalisa Manoban if you two-run, I will kill you," Jisoo warned as both of them smiled lightly towards their unnie as they walked towards his school.

"Bye unnie," they chorused as they entered the school campus. Lisa went towards her class as Chae went towards her and saw some students already there. She saw Chan Mi sitting with Dasom and Aeri with Hana and Yera sitting alone.

By this time Lisa was pretty much over Jeong Ho and had accepted Hana as his girlfriend, they were even friends. So, Chae also didn't have much anger over them anymore.

"Hey Yera," Chae greeted as Yera grinned at her. They chatted for a while before the teacher came in and asked them to make a proper line.

Chae slung her duffel bag over her shoulder as she made her way towards the line.

They stood there for a while before their class was told to board the bus.

"Back seat, let's go," Yera whispered as Chae hurried towards it. Soon they were all seated as the teacher took an attendance check.

The bus started as they sat quietly in their seats. Yera asked Chaeyoung, "Chae, do you like Jeongguk that much?" "I do, I like him that much," Chaeyoung confirmed as Yera sighed. Yera was older than Chae and by some means, she was of course, more mature.

And her maturity and conscience told her that she needed to stop Chaeyoung from falling. Because right now Chaeyoung was on the edge of the cliff and was dangling from it. If Yera doesn't stop her she will get hurt, severely.

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