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Seojun had decided without thought to take the long way back to his class, in order to clear his head and blow off steam.
Perhaps, wandering the halls would only get him into more trouble, but he knew if he had went straight to class still filled with anger he'd have more to worry about than a simple detention.
With everything going on in his life now, Seojun couldn't risk getting expelled.
He almost had.
If Mr. Han hadn't been in the teacher's falculty room, Seojun didn't know what he might have done without thought nor hesitation. Or even regret.
Well, the only regret he would have had was disapointing his mother, worrying her, when there was already so much on her plate.
Seojun scoffed as he thought back to what the teacher said.
Maybe the bastard's right, he thought.
Seojun didn't know. He did know, however, that he was greatful to Mr. Han.
And...to Yeongja.
Somehow, when seeing the tiny girl, who had obviously been listening in on something she wasn't supposed to, had calmed him. Not entirely, but enough. And for Seojun, that was saying something.
The only people that had ever been able to keep him calm when needed (sometimes, because if you hurt someone the Han boy cares about well...peace was never an option) was his friends once upon a time. Now, only his mother and sister.
Seeing the two of the people he loved most in the world after a long day always had him calm. Content.
Kim Yeongja was somehow suddenly doing the same.
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Panic attacks.
They were the worst.
There hadn't been a recent time where she had had one. Well, except on her first day of school, but then she had gotten in under control. Now, times like now, she could never get it under control.
